Kyoto Night Kiss

Qu Yun was filled with trepidation, her fingertips unconsciously clenching the hem of her clothes.

She didn't know how much Cheng Chongchong had overheard.

The child is still too young, and there are bound to be many things he/she cannot understand.

Cheng Tongzhou probably noticed her nervousness, so he gently patted her hand and then got up and walked towards the stairs.

He looked at the pillow that had rolled to the floor, went over and touched Cheng Chongchong's little hand, and asked in a low voice, "Did you have a nightmare and want Daddy to sleep with you?"

Cheng Chongchong nodded, but withdrew her small hand.

His bright black eyes were fixed on Qu Yun, not looking away for even a moment.

Qu Yun pursed her lips and walked over as well.

She picked up the pillow from the floor, dusted it off, and called out cautiously, "Chongchong..."

Cheng Chongchong's eyes immediately reddened, and his childish voice trembled with anger, "Are you going to abandon me from now on?"

"How could that be!" Qu Yun immediately denied.

She tried to reach out and touch the little one's forehead, but her hand was slapped away.

Cheng Chongchong shouted uncontrollably, "No wonder you've been away from home with me lately! You must have gone to see my deskmate. You're planning to abandon me and only spend time with your own baby, right?"

Qu Yun's heart was breaking. She squatted down and explained earnestly, "Chongchong, it's not like that. In Mommy's heart, you are also Mommy's own precious baby. No one can replace you."

"You're lying!"

Cheng Chongchong was completely unwilling to listen to any explanations. He kicked his short legs and dodged backward, saying, "Only biological children are family. That's how it is on TV. Once a mother has her own child, she won't want a child who isn't her own."

"But I'm not even your biological child!"

Before he could finish speaking, Cheng Tongzhou, his face darkening, grabbed Cheng Chongchong by the back of his pajamas, his voice filled with anger: "Cheng Chong, how dare you talk to your mother like that?"

He told Qu Yun to go back to her room to rest, while he went into Cheng Chongchong's small bedroom and closed the door tightly.

Cheng Tongzhou was furious and determined to teach his ignorant son a lesson.

But as soon as the door closed, Cheng Chongchong broke free from him, and before she could even take off her shoes, she jumped onto the bed and curled up in a ball.

He was so small that he pulled the thick blanket over himself, burying himself completely under it from head to toe.

Seeing this, Cheng Tongzhou could no longer vent his anger and quietly sat down by the bed.

After a moment of silence, intermittent, soft sobs came from under the covers, the cries growing increasingly pitiful.

Cheng Chongchong's voice was muffled under the covers, "Waaah, I'm not as good as my deskmate... He's the real mother's child, I won't have a mother anymore..."

"But I really love my mom, and I don't want to be left behind."

Cheng Tongzhou's heart softened. He reached out and gently stroked the raised part of the quilt, saying in a gentle tone, "Chongchong, first of all, eavesdropping on adults is a very impolite thing to do."

"What you just said to your mother was even more impolite."

The crying under the covers gradually stopped, turning into uncontrollable sobs.

Cheng Chongchong knew that his son was receptive to his advice. He paused for a moment and continued to comfort him, "Your mother has been taking care of you for a long time. She pays attention to everything about you, from your meals and clothes to your illnesses and schooling. You probably know this better than your father does."

"She has never neglected you because you are not her biological child, and she will never abandon you because she had her own baby, so stop making wild guesses about your mother's heart."

As he spoke, Cheng Tongzhou slowly lifted a corner of the blanket and saw Cheng Chongchong's small face covered with tears.

He took a tissue and gently wiped away his son's tears.

Cheng Chongchong knew she had done something wrong, and with a pout, she asked, "Mommy...Mommy, am I sad because of me?"

He wanted to get out of bed and apologize to his mother.

Cheng Tongzhou stopped him, saying that they needed to sleep first.

As long as he treats his mother even better in the future, she will continue to treat him well.

Cheng Chongchong nodded obediently.

Even though he couldn't sleep, he closed his eyes.

He wanted to be doubly, even a hundred times, better to his mother than ever before.

But what about his deskmate?

Does that mean he can receive his mother's love without doing anything?

Qu Yun barely slept all night.

She got up early and went to the kitchen to make Cheng Chongchong's favorite ham sandwich.

The little guy, who usually loves to jump around and is even a bit picky about food, was unusually quiet today. He sat in his high chair and ate all the food on his plate in small bites.

Even the pesky lettuce was gone.

Qu Yun was going to pour him some milk, but he had already poured it himself and drank it all.

Seeing Cheng Chongchong's overly reserved and sensible demeanor, Qu Yun felt a heavy weight in her heart. She turned and stopped Cheng Tongzhou, who was preparing to pack his things to send the child to school: "I'll take Chongchong to school today."

After going outside, the two children held hands.

Qu Yun asked with a smile, "Chongchong, why have you suddenly become so well-behaved? Are you still holding onto what you heard last night?"

Cheng Chongchong lowered her head, her eyelashes wet, and dared not answer.

Qu Yun squatted down, raised three fingers, and swore, "Little Cheng Chong, I will absolutely, absolutely not abandon you."

"It was my fault for not telling you beforehand. You don't need to force yourself to be obedient or try to please any adult."

"I swear, I love Cheng Chongchong even though he hates vegetables, I love him even though he only gets 0 on his math test, and I love him even if he does absolutely nothing!"

Cheng Chongchong's eyes had turned bright red.

This was at the school gate, and he didn't want any classmates he knew to see him crying, so he said, a little annoyed and embarrassed, "Qu Yun, you're bad."

He immediately denied it: "No."

"Qu Yun, Chong Chong likes you the most."

It turns out that he can receive his mother's love without doing anything.

Cheng Chongchong sat in the classroom, suddenly finding herself determined to study mathematics diligently.

After arriving at the classroom, Lu Jinxing took out the Huarong Road toy that he had specially brought for Cheng Chongchong from his schoolbag.

But Cheng Chongchong was engrossed in writing and ignored him.

"Chongchong, do you want some chocolate cookies?" Lu Jinxing took out another snack from his backpack.

Cheng Chongchong shook her head.

He ate too much for breakfast and drank milk, so even if the most delicious food in the world were placed in front of him, he wouldn't be able to eat it.

And why is this math problem so difficult!

There are 10 birds in total on the two trees. Three birds flew from the first tree to the second tree. How many birds are there in total on the two trees now?

How would he know?

If you throw a small pebble up there, won't all the birds fly away?

Cheng Chongchong confidently filled in 0.

The student in front of him called him to go to the restroom. He didn't want to go, but he was afraid that he would need to go to the restroom during class again, which would upset the math teacher.

So he stood up.

After Lu Jinxing sat down, he paused in tidying his schoolbag.

Why is his deskmate ignoring him?

They used to go to the restroom together after the first class.

During the long break between classes, Cheng Chongchong was still doing math problems.

During the break between classes, the homeroom teacher handed out the study tour notices to each of the children.

Although it is winter, the hardy plants and trees at the foot of the mountain, the hibernating animals, and so on are all excellent subjects for nature observation.

Therefore, the school specially organized this new model of parent-child mountain climbing study tour for first graders, which requires the accompaniment of parents.

The homeroom teacher asked all the students to take out their notebooks for recording homework and instructed them: "You all need to have your parents sign the parent-child study tour form before bringing it back to school."

"Since we're going hiking that day, grandparents and other elders shouldn't participate in this activity. Each student must be accompanied by either their father or mother to participate, understand?"

One mischievous student asked, "Can Mao Mao participate?"

The homeroom teacher asked, puzzled, "Who is Mao Mao?"

"My dog."

The homeroom teacher was almost driven mad with anger and repeated the order over and over again that one of the parents must accompany the child, preferably both parents.

Cheng Chongchong glanced at the form filled with writing.

Beside him, Lu Jinxing asked in a low voice, "Chongchong, will you participate...?"