Adoption relationship

"Stupid boy..." Zhang Jianan patted Xiang Weiding's head amusedly, feeling that his son was talking childishly stupid things again, he chuckled lightly and said, "Why are you still the same as that year? We are family members, even relatives." , but... wife, life partner is different from this. You have to get married, you have to have your own family, raise you so big, I hope you live a happy life, you know?"

"I don't want to get married, I don't want to have a family." Xiang Weiding growled emotionally and couldn't control himself.

"...Weiding?" Zhang Jianan looked at his son in amazement, this was the first time Xiang Weiding spoke in such a tone and attitude in front of him.

"Will you be happy if you marry someone else?" Xiang Weiding looked at Zhang Jian'an with a confused expression and dark eyes, and murmured, "I'm not happy...I'm uncomfortable..."

Zhang Jianan was shocked. From Xiang Weiding's eyes, he saw deep despair and heavy sadness. Zhang Jianan felt that his mind was a little messed up. What Xiang Weiding said was not as simple as his attitude. A child is attached to his parents, rather like... rather like a lover.

On the issue of marriage, Xiang Wei Ding did not want him to get married... This gave Zhang Jianan an illusion that it seemed to be an exclusive desire for his lover, and Xiang Wei Ding said that he did not want to get married, and even said that The words "marrying someone else will not make you happy" sounded like...there was already a person in my heart who could be happy. Zhang Jianan felt a little uncomfortable. He waved his hand, but Xiang Weiding immediately held it firmly. Zhang Jianan didn't break away, Zhang Jianan smiled unnaturally, and said: "Weiding, marrying the person you love will not be unhappy, you just haven't met the person you like now."

"...What if, what if we have already met?" Xiang Wei Ding held Zhang Jian'an's hand firmly, and looked at him cautiously, a little tentative, a little expectant, and a little burning hot.

"Okay, Wei Ding, let go first." Zhang Jianan felt even more uncomfortable seeing Xiang Wei Ding being so focused. The smile on his face disappeared, and he shouted at Xiang Wei Ding.

Xiang Weiding let go of his hand, slowly let go, his hands were empty, his body was empty—because Zhang Jianan immediately moved away as if avoiding something, and Xiang Weiding's heart was also empty , A kind of pain spread from the bottom of his heart. Sitting on the sofa, Xiang Weiding was in so much pain that he couldn't even stand upright. He slowly bent down and stroked his chest with both hands.

Look, before he said anything, Ann didn't like him anymore...Ann left him far away. He didn't expect much. He only hoped that the two of them could live like this forever. Others...he didn't Dare to ask, dare not hope, why?Why not even this?

A strong pain hit his mind, and Xiang Weiding's whole body twitched slightly. At the same time... there was a beast roaring in his heart, and something surged in his bones. In my arms, hug me tightly, don't let go even if I'm hated, even if I'm destroyed

As soon as Xiang Weiding let go, Zhang Jianan took a few steps back subconsciously, feeling weird in his heart, so he felt a little uncomfortable. The child has always been a child in his heart, but the child is no longer a child. He is already an adult, and he can even be called a man. Zhang Jianan suddenly realized in his heart that Xiang Weiding was already a taller man than himself.

When Zhang Jianan was still thinking about it in surprise, he saw that Xiang Weiding bent down as if he had lost all his strength, and then his body was trembling. The messy feeling that was still in his heart just now disappeared immediately. His concern prevailed, and he immediately ran to Xiang Weiding, half-supporting and half-embracing his son's body, and said anxiously: "Weiding, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you? Tell me quickly I……"

The familiar breath is approaching, the body temperature that he likes is approaching, and the person who can't be separated from him comes to him again. Xiang Weiding leans into Zhang Jian'an's arms, and moves his hands. He wants to obey the desire in his heart to hug Zhang Jian'an tightly. But Xiang Weiding can't, he dare not, what he wants is not Zhang Jianan's disgust, that is worse than death, what he wants is Zhang Jianan's warmth, only in this way can he feel satisfied and happiness.

Being slightly alienated by Zhang Jianan just now, Xiang Weiding was in pain from heart to body, but now just leaning on Zhang Jianan, Xiang Weiding's heart is stable, maybe it still hurts, but it's just a slight pain, just slightly sour, Just a touch...but deeply sad.

"Son, what's wrong with you, tell me quickly... What's wrong with you, you tell me... don't worry me." Zhang Jianan patted Xiang Weiding's shoulder, getting angry, he reached out and touched his son again His forehead was not hot, but cold, but Xiang Weiding's trembling body made him believe that his son was sick.

Just relying on Zhang Jian'an like this, Xiang Weiding indulged himself for a while, didn't want to talk, fearing that he would say something that he couldn't say, making Zhang Jian'an stay away from him again, and didn't want to answer, Zhang Jian'an was worried about him, so he wouldn't push away He didn't want to move, because he was tired, so tired, so tired, so he leaned on him. During the day, when Zhang Jianan was awake, he stood next to Zhang Jianan openly, and he didn't dare to ask Weiding for anything else. That's all. Either...or what is Xiang Weiding to Zhang Jian'an?

It is the person who has been calling for his son, the person who has been with him all the time, the person who opened his eyes in the hospital, and had an intersection with him on the first day of his life, and the family member who has never left and has been around.

The first time I saw Xiang Weiding, it was a thin and small child who looked eight or nine years old, defensive and cold. Zhang Jianan kept him by his side and watched him grow up little by little. He was never as tall as his own waist. At that time, all the way to the present, he is much taller than himself. How deep will Zhang Jianan have for the child he raised, and for the most important and only family member in this life?

When he came to Bingqing City on the first day, when he saw the blade headed towards Weiding, Zhang Jianan's mind went blank. In fact, he didn't think about whether it should be or not, whether it was worth it, or whether he wanted it or not. He just The instinctive reaction is to hold the child in his arms and protect the child with his body.

For a person, only the reaction at the most critical moment can best reflect his inner feelings.

"Weiding, Weiding, what's wrong with you, you have to tell me, Weiding... Weiding..."

Zhang Jianan wanted to push Xiang Weiding to check his body condition, but his body was limp, as if he would fall to the ground if he pushed him away, Zhang Jianan was anxious, extremely anxious, his son had hardly been sick all these years Second, illness is also a small problem. I have never been so emotional one moment as today, and suddenly the whole person seems to collapse the next moment, without saying a word or responding.

After waiting for a long time, the person in his arms didn't speak or respond. Zhang Jianan had no choice but to use all his strength to pull Xiang Weiding's body off the sofa, let him lean on him, and put his son into the room. Lisong, fortunately, Xiang Weiding had some reaction at this time, although his body was leaning on him, his feet knew how to move.

"Are you going to sleep? Did you not sleep last night? Sigh... I don't know what's wrong with you, go to the room to rest first, eat something later, you will probably recover..." Zhang Jian'an was talking to Xiang Weiding, and was also comforting himself.

Putting Xiang Weiding on the bed, Zhang Jianan took a breath and was about to get something. When he got up, he found that the corner of his clothes was tightly held by Xiang Weiding in his hand. Zhang Jianan patted Xiang Weiding's hand and said softly: " I’m not going away, I’m going to get my phone, I’m not going to work today, I’m taking care of you at home, so I’m going to ask for leave from the company, and I’m going to call Jiang Weitao to ask him to take a day off for you.”

Xiang Weiding looked at Zhang Jianan with dark eyes, as if he was judging the truth of what Zhang Jianan said, and then let go, but still looked straight at Zhang Jianan.

"Alas..." Zhang Jianan sighed, Xiang Weiding's situation was very abnormal, as if he had been greatly stimulated, he looked like a child in his eyes at the moment, there was nothing in his eyes, he just conveyed With a message - don't let him leave, like a child who must quarrel with an adult when he is sick.

Zhang Jianan first called the company to ask for leave, and was approved. Then he called Jiang Weitao, and he answered within a few seconds. Zhang Jianan said, "Weitao? I'm Uncle Zhang. Weiding is sick today and won't go to school. You help him ask for leave."

"... sick?" Jiang Weitao was a little surprised on the other end of the phone. This was the first time he had heard of Xiang Weiding's illness in the years he had known Xiang Weiding, and it was after he mentioned that incident last night, "Well, Weiding He was sick, but he didn’t say anything about the pain, and he didn’t go to the hospital. I won’t go to work today, and I’ll take care of him at home.” Zhang Jian’an explained, and then asked again: “Be sure to ask for leave for Weiding.”

"Oh, yes, I see, Uncle Zhang." Jiang Weitao replied.

After finishing the call, Jiang Weitao looked at the phone in a daze, thinking, could Xiang Weiding's sudden illness be related to what he said last night?

Zhang Jianan hung up the phone, put down the phone, returned to Xiang Weiding, sat on the edge of the bed, bowed his head and said, "You don't want to go to the hospital or take medicine, so what do you want for breakfast? I'll do it."

Xiang Weiding didn't speak or answer, he was afraid that if he couldn't help but say something that would make Zhang Jianan sensitive, he was afraid that Zhang Jianan would stay away from him again, if that was the case...he would rather never speak.

Xiang Weiding stretched out his hand to hold the hand of the person who was close at hand, and just held it like that, without speaking or moving, with his eyes lowered, looking at the hand that was holding each other, he thought, if he could hold it like this forever, he would not be Zhang Jian'an hates it, so it would be great if he didn't get thrown away by Zhang Jian'an. "Son, why don't you talk?" head, and then said with a smile: "Just looking at my hands, you won't be full."

For a long time, before Xiang Weiding could answer, Zhang Jianan's hand was held by Xiang Weiding, but he didn't dare to pull it out, for fear of irritating his son again. Sitting in this position was really tiring, so he simply lay down and was held by him. Xiang Weiding still let him hold the hand held by him. Zhang Jianan turned his body sideways and embraced his son with the other hand.

"I won't leave, I'll sleep with you here, now you close your eyes and sleep well." Zhang Jianan whispered to Weiding.