Bring back ex-wife and baby

Chapter 237

The paper bowl in Pingping's hand fell to the ground with a snap. She looked around in a daze, and there was a rush of people, but the little child was no longer there...

"Pingping? What about Feitong?" Ancheng squeezed out from the crowd at the booth next door. He was sweating profusely, holding a lot of things in his hands. Seeing Pingping standing there alone, he couldn't help being anxious. The object fell to the ground with a slap, he rushed over, grabbed her and shook her, his eyes were about to burst: "Pingping! Why are you in a daze, where is the young master? Didn't I ask you to sit with him and wait for me? Where did he go?"

Pingping's tears rolled in her eyes, and it took her a long time before she burst into tears, "Ancheng, Feitong is gone... I, I let him stand beside me, and within half a minute, he disappeared It's..."

"Why are you crying! Why don't you hurry up and look for him? Where can he go as a child?" An Cheng went crazy, pushed Pingping away, and looked around shouting different names from the crowd. The night market business is at its best time, people and cars are everywhere, the little child is only under three years old, looking for a needle in a haystack, where can I find it?

Not far away was a black May Ba He parked, like a dormant beast in the brightly lit but endlessly dark night.

A burly man was sitting on the back seat, his thin black windbreaker set off an extremely gloomy and stern face, but at this moment, the corners of his lips curved gently, as if he was smiling slightly, his gaze was downward , but shrouded in a small child's face.

"Who are you?" The child was full of curiosity, staring at this man with wide and beautiful eyes, not knowing fear.

"You don't know me, but I know you." Meng Shaoyu smiled deeper, and even stretched out his hand lovingly to touch Feitong's little face: "I not only know you, but I also know your father."

Fei Tong's eyes widened suddenly: "You're lying." Her voice was childish, but there was a touch of heartbeat beneath her childishness.

"I'm an adult, and adults won't lie to children." Meng Shaoyu said with a smile, and raised his hand to tell the driver to drive.

"Really? Then tell me, who is my father?"

"So, are you willing to trust me?"

"I'll take your word for it, will you let me see Dad?"

"of course."

Children don't have so many twists and turns, and they don't know what a defensive heart is. It's like if someone offers him delicious candy, he will immediately agree to go with him.

"Ok, I trust you."

"Then you have to listen to me obediently, don't cry, don't be naughty and clamoring to go home, if you can do it, your father will come back from the United States to see you, if you are naughty and don't agree, your dad won't Come back again."

"Really? Just be obedient and obedient?"

"Of course it's true, and, from now on, you'll call me Uncle, remember?"

"...Okay, but you are not allowed to lie to the children, you have to pull hooks with me."

Feitong stretched out his small hand, Meng Shaoyu was taken aback, and then smiled, "Okay, let's pull the hook."

Two hands, one big and one small, gently hooked together, and the childish voice of the child sounded in the carriage, but it brought out a bit of plain warmth that made people yearn for.

This is her child.

Meng Shaoju thought in his heart, his gaze softened a little more.

The car moved forward steadily, and after a short while, it sank into the darkness, like a fish entering the sea, without any trace.

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Empty house, empty heart.

She didn't eat or drink for three whole days, but she didn't feel any pain at all. She just lay there quietly, and at first she shed tears, but by the third day, there were no more tears, and she stared at the ceiling with wide, empty eyes , holding Feitong's favorite little toy in her hand, except for her almost inaudible breathing and occasional trembling of her eyelashes, it is almost impossible to feel that this person is alive.

No one dared to disturb her, no one dared to come in suddenly, no one dared to face her bright eyes when she had a strong hope rising, and her pupils that instantly dimmed like ashes when she learned that Feitong still had no news.

Jingyuan seems to be silent. The continuous autumn rain has spread for three days and has not stopped. Canglan Pavilion seems to be crying along with it. The Banyuepan where she lives seems to be isolated from the world. From time to time, there will be autumn winds that blow the leaves of the parasol Slowly landed on the small balcony on the second floor, the glass door was closed, and the veil was quietly winding on the floor, the wooden floor would make a slight creaking sound when someone walked around, and the sound of the wall clock on the wall became more and more loud. Suddenly, it is disturbing.

He finally couldn't bear it, and after Pingping took out the food again, he rushed into her room.

"Quiet!" His voice was hoarse, his cheeks were thin, his cheekbones were a little raised, he didn't even have time to shave off his stubble, his eyes were even more bloodshot, and he seemed to be out of shape.

"If you continue to eat and drink like this, you will die sooner or later!"

His actions were a little rough, and he dragged her up from the bed, angry and heartbroken. She was torturing herself, but even more torturing him!

Jingzhi's eyes rolled slightly, and her chapped lips seemed to squirm, but she turned her face away after all, without saying a word.

"If you die and Feitong is brought back by me, he won't have a mother. Fu Jingzhi, you are so cruel, and you love your son who regards life like this?"

The thin body in his arms suddenly trembled, the corners of her lips twitched, and the muscles on her face twitched a few times, but tears finally fell down. Seeing her crying, he was slightly relieved. He was really worried, worried that if she kept holding back like this, something would happen to her before Feitong came back!
"What do you ask me to do? You asked me to eat, but I couldn't eat at all. Feitong is still so young, he is only three years old. If he was kidnapped and sold into a ravine, or beaten What should he do if he is disabled to beg? He has never suffered a little bit since he was a child, and he has never been beaten with a finger. How can he bear it? Such a little child is the flesh that fell from my body, why didn’t I go to replace it? He suffers, why should it be him?"

Jingzhi was crying so hard that she unconsciously tightened her fingers clutching his shirt, but her tears were like a flood that opened the gate, out of control. Who could understand the pain and worry in her heart?If you don’t become a mother, you won’t be able to experience the pain that almost cuts your heart open. Her difference, the little cute difference, if it is true that you will never see each other again, you will have to face the separation of mother and child. , even if she is still alive, what's the point?
"Quiet, calm down, listen to me, okay?" He pressed her shoulders that were trembling because of excitement, and looked into her eyes with burning eyes.

"What you said, I swear to you, I assure you, will never become a fact, unless I will help you find it, even if it is digging three feet, trust me quietly, trust me, okay? If Feitong comes back, and you have an accident, what do you ask him to do? He is only three years old, he can’t live without his mother! Quiet, cheer up, you have to help me find Feitong, if you continue to eat or drink If you lie down, I will be distracted from taking care of you, and I can't devote myself to finding Feitong, so, for Feitong's sake, don't continue like this, okay?"

"But I can't eat it, I really don't want to eat a bite, Shao Ting, don't force me... It's been three days, where else can I find it?" Her voice became lower and lower, and gradually became almost silent whimper.

Seeing her like this, Meng Shaoting felt an unspeakable loss besides the heartache in his heart. She only knew that she was torturing herself like this for Feitong, but had she ever thought about what would happen to him if her behavior of torturing herself fell into his eyes? ?What would happen to him if she collapsed, what would he do if she died?
Everything she considered never took him into account. From the beginning to the end, there were only Feitong and Shaoxuan in her world. Even if Shaoxuan was forgotten now, she would still be without him. Her happiness was not because of him, nor was her sadness. Because he, maybe, she did nothing without thinking about what he would think in his heart.

Yes, liking someone is not just for reciprocation, but being ignored and rejected all the time will eventually make you feel disheartened.

"Think about it for yourself. I have to go out with Ancheng and the others to find it. If I'm in City A, I'll be found sooner or later. If I want to go out of the city, I won't show any traces. Quietly, it's not in my hands." No matter what the reasons are, I will find him and give you an explanation."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked out. When he passed Pingping, he only said one sentence: "Order the kitchen to keep boiling soup, and bring it in as soon as she has an appetite."

Pingping nodded with red eyes. Seeing Meng Shaoting's haggard face, she couldn't help but said, "Second young master, you haven't rested for three days. You should rest for a while anyway, and let Ancheng go to work first..."

Meng Shaoting waved his hand, "I'm fine, take good care of her, I'm leaving."

He opened the door, Fang wanted to go out, but Jingzhi suddenly called his name softly, he turned his head and saw her looking at him hesitantly, after a long time, he heard her voice: " Shao Ting, you have to take good care of yourself and don't get too tired."

His heart trembled, and the disappointment that flooded his heart just now was swept away. She could easily bring him to heaven and hell with just one word, even if he knew that she didn't take the initiative to think of him and cared about him, but Hearing Pingping's words, she just remembered that she was not the only one suffering in the past three days.

But just that, he was satisfied.

"I see, you need to hurry up and eat something, don't let me be busy outside and worry about you, understand?"

Jingzhi nodded slightly, half a room away, but the warmth was going around a little bit, a bit of self-blame and distress gradually emerged in her heart, she only cared about her own discomfort, but forgot that he was running around outside If Pingping hadn't mentioned the suffering, she wouldn't have known that he hadn't closed his eyes for three days and three nights.

Even an iron-clad person can't stand it. She felt a little distressed, and secretly thought that when Feitong came back, she would have a long talk with him and tell him everything in her heart. She is not With a cruel heart, she also... cares about him.

When Fu went downstairs, he saw Ancheng waiting anxiously downstairs. When he saw him coming down, he immediately came up to meet him. Meng Shaoting knew that he had something to say, and motioned him out of the small building, before asking, "What's the matter?"

"Second Young Master, there is something strange about this matter. I have a brother who usually makes friends with a young man under the young master's command. When he was drunk yesterday, I heard that young man say that this matter is related to..."

Ancheng looked at Meng Shaoting uncomfortably, but met his sharp scrutiny: "Say!"

An Cheng responded immediately: "Yes, Second Young Master, the young man said that it was the wife's intention to let the young master do it, saying that he was afraid that Feitong would go back to Meng's house for a share..."

"Stop talking." Meng Shaoting suddenly interrupted him, he pondered for a moment, and immediately ordered in a low voice: "Ancheng, you know this matter, let your brother keep his mouth shut, and don't reveal anything. Let the wind come in, let her know."

Meng Shaoting turned his face to look at the small building, and his voice was full of majesty at the end.

An Cheng was taken aback: "Second Young Master, why didn't Miss Fu know?"

Meng Shaoting felt a little bit bitter in his heart; "Originally, the relationship between her and Mom was incompatible, if I let her know that Mom did it, according to her temper and love for Feitong, do you think she will continue to stay by my side? "

"But, after all, paper can't contain fire..."

"I have to cover it if I can't. I will take care of this matter. The first thing is to find Feitong back as soon as possible. The second is to prevent me from keeping this secret. Whoever dares to get the slightest bit into her ears, I will cut him off." tongue!"

His words were extremely gloomy and cold, An Cheng looked at him several times in fear, and nodded in agreement.

"You go, keep an eye on the elder brother, as well as dad, temporarily block the news, don't let him worry about the old man."

Meng Shaoting waved his hand wearily, signaling An Cheng to go out, and he stood there for a while, thinking twice, before he got into the car and went to Meng Shaoyu's villa.

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"Third Young Master, I have your number." Song Jing walked in with a smile, holding a wireless phone in his hand.

Meng Shaoxuan stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, not far from the window was the sound of roaring waves, the sea was beating against the rocks, rolling up thousands of piles of snow, the waves were breaking apart, making a deafening noise, at such a short distance, it seemed that one could reach out and When you touch the icy sea water, you can feel the wet and sticky air rushing towards your face as soon as you open your eyes.

He has lost a lot of weight, but his spirit is excellent. His eyes are bright and sharp, but his always sunny and handsome face is somewhat gloomy and cold. Also, after so many years of inhuman life , knowing that his beloved wife and son are all in the country, but they can't see each other for life. It is a miracle that they can endure such suffering and not go crazy.

"My phone number? Are you mistaken? I have never had a phone call in the past three years." Meng Shaoxuan turned around with a half-smile, his tall body like a camphor tree, but the corners of his lips were slightly Downcast, showing a bit of coldness and coldness, those eyes are strangely bright, strangely cold to the bone, and the man who was always handsome three years ago, with a sunny face but domineering and unruly smile, It was a world of difference.

Song Jing was a little ashamed under his gaze. She lowered her head slightly, but still handed over the phone respectfully: "It is indeed your phone."

Meng Shaoxuan smiled, but with a bit of carelessness, he took advantage of the opportunity to sit on the window sill, his two long legs dangling casually, and the outstretched hand was as if carved from jade snow, with slender joints, slender fingers, as white as jade, The sunshine in California was so beautiful and warm, but it never made his skin feel dark.

"Bring it here." He lowered his eyes halfway, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his thin lips curled up charmingly, making his smile unbelievable.

"Yes." Song Jing took a step forward, and when he handed over the phone, he smelled the faint fragrance of gardenias on his body. In the past three years, he rejected everything, but had to endure everything silently, but the only The requirement is to collect all kinds of gardenia-flavored perfumes every year, and keep this kind of fragrance in the room for many years.

Song Jing felt a little uncomfortable. Even if she changed her smile into Fu Jingzhi's, her taste into Fu Jingzhi's, and everything else, she still couldn't get into his heart, no, not to mention her heart, even her eyes, They couldn't get in.

"Hey, who is it?" His nonchalant voice sounded lazy and uninhibited, with a consistent unrestrained appearance, without the gentleness of a family member, but to women, he had a fatal temptation.

"Are you dad?"

Suddenly, a childish and loud voice came from the other end!The phone receiver in his hand trembled suddenly, almost fell to the ground, Meng Shaoxuan was stunned, and after a long time, he seemed to have found his own voice, and stammered: "You, who are you? "

"Are you Dad?" The child repeated loudly as if he could only say this sentence.

Faintly, Meng Shaoxuan seemed to have heard the low laughter of adults over there. He felt his scalp tightened, his palms were sweating continuously, and his back was gradually soaking wet. The sun shone through the glass windows. On him, he felt like an earthworm that was caught and exposed to the sun in the summer, almost suffocating to death.

"You, you are, are you different?" Like a child who is just learning to speak, he almost squeezed out this sentence word by word.

"Wow! You are really a father!" The child giggled, the laughter was like the sound of heaven, and Meng Shaoxuan felt as if he was stepping on cotton, as if he was going to fly lightly. He held on to the phone tightly, wishing he could get into the phone receiver, pull that little child in front of him, and take a closer look to see if he was different from Jing Zhi!
"Tell me, are you called Feitong, and is your mother's name Fu Jingzhi?" Meng Shaoxuan jumped down from the window sill, and he tore off his shirt, exposing his chest like jade, and Song Jing felt ashamed all of a sudden. He blushed and turned around, but he turned a blind eye to it, and just threw his shirt aside as he wished, a few strands of sweat-drenched black hair stuck to his forehead, but it made him even more gentle and handsome. Yat is compelling.

"You know all about it." The child said in a childlike voice, as if he was very unhappy if everyone guessed it.

"You—you are really different, really different!" Meng Shaoxuan was stunned. He couldn't imagine that he and his biological son would suddenly contact each other three years later, when they hadn't heard anything from each other for three years. fuck each other!

"You guessed it all, you still have to ask, my dad is so stupid." Feitong grabbed the phone line and made a face for Meng Shaochen. Although he complained in his tone, his beautiful big eyes It is really full of joy and children's innocence and happiness!
Meng Shaoxuan started to giggle, although he was just talking on the phone, but his eyes were gentle and doting, and he even nodded in response: "Yes, yes, Dad is stupid, but Feitong is very smart and well-behaved. right?"

He spoke carefully, trying to make his son happy, his words revealed a bit of clumsiness, which made Feitong giggle...

ps: Haha, when I wrote the phrase "Are you Dad?" I remembered that in the old version of Journey to the West, the red boy pointed at Guanyin Bodhisattva with a red-tasseled gun, and asked very fiercely: "Are you a helper invited by a monkey?" Ha ha ha ha……

After laughing, I will attack you!Every time you add a change, you don't have flowers and monthly tickets. How can you be so embarrassing?I stay up all night to add updates to you, you... so overbearing! ! !One update today, [-] words... (⊙_⊙), the update is over, I’m going to sleep, and I’m ignoring you!
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