Ji Shao's sweetheart's vest fell off

Chapter 1005 Cracks
She knew that this rift might have something to do with him, but the two had only known each other for a few days, and Tang Si felt that it was better not to meddle in his personal affairs too much.

But Ruan Jiu spoke up on his own.

"Sister Sisi, have you seen this crack?" He handed the photo frame in front of Tang Si's eyes, and it was hard not to see it clearly.

Tang Si could only chuckle and nod his head, not knowing what he was going to say.

Ruan Jiu's index finger rubbed against the crack, and the situation in front of him seemed to return to many years ago.

"When I was just born, only my mother and an aunt took care of me at home. My father was often away from home. Even if he was at home, he would rush out because he heard a call from his sister." He saw the young self , the little figure waits in front of the house every day, just to make my father look more bright at me.

But Ruan Raohe didn't know his son's inner thoughts, he was just busy with work and looking for his daughter, even Xi Qing was ignored by him.

He seemed to be laughing at his childish self: "But even Mom rarely sees Dad, let alone me."

Hearing what he said, Tang Si always felt a little sad for some reason, and there was a picture in his mind of what he said.

She thought of those left-behind children in Africa. Their parents and elder brothers all went out to work to earn money. The place was so barren that it was a luxury to even support a child until adulthood.

So she brought Ruan Jiu's situation to those skinny and pitiful children, and she couldn't help feeling sympathetic.

"What about your mother? Didn't she accompany you?" Tang Si asked. She felt that Ruan Jiu's personality was actually very cheerful, and she didn't seem like a child who lacked companionship in her childhood. It should be that her mother accompanied her more.

However, Ruan Jiu shook her head: "My mother prays to God and Buddha every day, and prays that my sister will go home early, and she has no time to care about me."

Tang Si was at a loss for words for a while, she never thought that Ruan Jiu, who looked like a sunny boy, was so lonely in her childhood, she didn't know what words to use to comfort him.

Ruan Jiu continued: "Because of this, when I was a child, I hated my sister very much. I thought that if she came back, she would definitely steal my parents from me, so when I saw this photo in my father's office, I took it out in a fit of anger. Pushed to the ground."

At that time, Ruan Jiu was only five years old, and Jiatian Heye was not so big. Ruan Raohe worked in a rented office, and this photo was placed on his desk.

The short Ruan Jiu climbed onto the chair while his father was out for a meeting and his mother was not in the office. The first time he saw this photo, he stretched out his short hand and pushed the photo down.

But he was only young, and the desks and chairs in the office were too high for him. Ruan Jiu, who was standing on the chair, couldn't stand still, and fell directly from the chair, hitting his head, bleeding profusely.

When Ruan Raohe and Xi Qing came back, they saw their son sitting on the ground covering his head, with blood overflowing from the crevices of his tender little fingers.

At that time, no one was in the mood to care about the photos on the ground. Ruan Jiu, who was hugged by her father, felt as happy as if she had won a battle.

In the following days, Ruan Raohe and Xi Qing stayed with Ruan Jiu in the hospital to recover from his injuries, and no one mentioned the photo.

After a long time, the five-year-old Ruan Jiu felt guilty.

(End of this chapter)