sinovels Chapter 1 I have a son?
Chapter 1 I have a son?
In the huge studio, the children are happily painting on the easel with paint.There is only a little boy in the corner, with a gloomy face, painting the clouds with red paint and the grass with black patches. The whole painting is abstract and dark at will.
The kid in the light blue thin-neck sweater sitting next to him looked at it for a while, and said with a pout: "The color you used is wrong." After speaking, he handed the paintbrush in his hand to the little boy, "You can use mine, I have white and green."
The little boy's hand holding the pen paused, glanced at the other party, then turned his head and continued to paint. There was no trace of a smile on his cold and proud face.
The kid froze in place, a little unhappy, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you ignoring me? Is it lack of paint? Take mine..."
"Stop fucking me!"
The sound of the easel falling was loud, and there was a commotion in the studio.
"Teacher, there is a fight!"
"Teacher, Luo Li pushes people!"
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The children in the room suddenly complained and made a lot of noise.
Su Yichen turned around, only to realize that the child being pushed was Su Xiaobao. He was startled, stepped over a few steps, hugged him in his arms, patted his blue sweater, and asked, "Baby? Didn't you get hurt? "
Su Xiaobao stubbornly didn't cry, he wrapped his small hands around Su Yichen's neck, and rubbed his immature face against Su Yichen's, making Su Yichen's heart melt.
He went to see the child named Luo Li, who was about the same age as Su Xiaobao, dressed in elegant clothes, with a five- or six-year-old face full of arrogance.
"He's meddling in his own business." Luo Li said with gloomy eyes.
Su Yichen looked at the paint pens scattered all over the floor, as well as Luo Li's dark painting, and frowned.
Luo Li snorted coldly, tore off the painting, and threw it into the trash can.
Yuan Qing'er dragged Su Yichen to the staff office, and said mysteriously, "Don't mess with that kid, he has a problem here."
She pointed to her head.
"How could it be, how old is he..." Su Yichen was puzzled.
"Hey, he splashed paint on you before, did you forget?" Yuan Qing'er said and slapped her head, "Look at my memory, you really forgot, not only forgot this, but even your own son ..."
Su Yichen hurriedly looked at his son who was sitting on his lap. At this moment, Su Xiaobao was tilting his head up and listening to their speech. There was no trace of impurity in Heizhu's eyes, and they were flickering.
"I haven't forgotten, Dad hasn't forgotten Xiaobao." Su Yichen patted him on the back to comfort him, and then gave Yuan Qing'er a disapproving look.
He lost his memory not long ago, but how could he say it in front of the child?
Yuan Qing'er consciously made a slip of the tongue, and coughed: "Anyway, just don't provoke that child, and his family is not something we can afford to provoke..."
On the way back from get off work, Su Yichen pulled Su Xiaobao, and the setting sun cast their shadows long.
Su Xiaobao didn't speak all the way, he was much quieter and more well-behaved than other children.
"Xiaobao, where is your mother? Dad checked the phone, but couldn't find the contact information, and there was no clue at home."
Su Yichen bumped his head a few days ago and didn't remember anything. He only heard Yuan Qing'er say that Su Xiaobao was his son, but he didn't say who his wife was.
Su Xiaobao's footsteps stopped slowly, her pretty little face wrinkled into a ball, she pursed her mouth and said dissatisfiedly, "Aren't you my mother?"
Su Yichen was taken aback, squatted down and explained: "Mom is a girl, how can I be your mother?"
Hearing this, Su Xiaobao pursed his lips tightly, and he was determined to see tears flickering in his eyes.He slowly let go of Su Yichen's hand, and walked forward in silence.
It may be that father and son are connected, Su Yichen knew immediately that he was unhappy.
He took two steps to catch up, and immediately picked him up, "Okay, Xiaobao can call mom if he wants to, but remember to save some face for dad in front of outsiders..."