This dog's bloody life experience

Shen Jihuan hugged Shen Lingqiao all the way back to the child's bedroom. He could feel the wetness on the side of his neck. The little boy in his arms tightly held the skirt of his chest with his two small hands. His body trembled from time to time with quiet sobs, like a baby. Frightened and helpless kitten.

Shen Jihuan let go of his arms and wanted to put Shen Lingqiao on the bed, but the child clung to his neck tightly, and his broken breath came from his ear, "Dad..."

"Father is here, don't be afraid." Shen Jihuan patted Shen Lingqiao's back lightly, and kept bowing his head to kiss the top of his hair.

"Father...Father..." Shen Lingqiao murmured, gently rubbing his head left and right, wiping his tears on Father Shen's chest.

Shen Jihuan felt that his heart was going to be soaked, he really loved this well-behaved and naive child, but today, he had to let this carefree child understand a cruel truth, sooner or later he would know He is not his own son, so instead of knowing it from someone who is interested, it is better to let his father tell him, so as to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.

"Little Qiao, listen to Dad..."

"Don't! Don't! I don't want to listen! Woo—" Shen Lingqiao buried her head deeply in her father's arms, "I was born by my father! I'm not a bastard!"

Shen Jihuan sighed deeply in his heart, couldn't bear it very much, and said it out: "Of course Xiao Qiao is not a wild species. You have been taken care of by your father and grandmother since you were born. In Dad's heart, you are my child. Although you are not Dad's biological son, There is no blood relationship with the Shen family, but I will always be your father."

Shen Lingqiao raised his head, his face was full of tears, his eyes were red, he sniffed, "Xiao Qiao is father's child?"

"Yes, it's Daddy's precious child." Shen Jihuan nodded his nose that was red from crying.

"But, I, I wasn't born by my father?"

Shen Lingqiao often watches TV with his grandma, so he knows what a wild species is. A wild species is a child without parents and will be bullied and looked down upon by everyone.

If I was not born by my father, who was born?

"Even if you were not born by father, but you were raised by father, and father wants you to be my son, is it because Xiao Qiao didn't recognize father because he was not born by father?"

"No!" Shen Lingqiao eagerly climbed onto Shen's father's shoulders with both hands, and knelt on his father's lap, "Xiao Qiao recognizes it, father is Xiao Qiao's father!"

"That's right, Xiao Qiao will always be Papa's child."

Since entering the room, Shen Lingsong has been silently standing aside, he never thought that one day Shen Lingqiao would know the truth.

When we met for the first time, the other party looked like a shining beautiful jade in the sun, as if a dragon wanted to put the gemstone gold into the hole. At that moment, Shen Lingsong did have a strong desire to collect it. He longed to touch him, hug him, like Petting the cutest cat is like hugging the most delicate doll.

He successfully approached the other party, touched his small gums, hugged his small neck, and rubbed his small cheeks. The next moment, the other party was about to leave. He had a toy that he just got and could only watch it being snatched away. Unwilling.

However, two days later, he turned out to be the veritable young master of the Shen family, and the other party was the poor boy who should be thrown into the orphanage. He thought, this is what Uncle Wu called fate. When he returned to the Shen family, the other party became his younger brother.

Brother, that is a creature that will follow behind my brother like a little tail, look up at me in admiration, call my brother softly, hug myself and act like a baby, and when I sleep at night, I will be obedient like a cat Indented into his arms, he could hold him like a doll.He will also rub his brother's back, throw himself into his arms to beg for kisses, and lie on his body to tickle his body...

He felt that the week of returning to Shen's house was the most satisfying week in his memory.He likes this obedient and deceitful younger brother, and hopes that the other party will never know the truth, because he is not sure that if the other party knows everything, he will accept him without any grievances?After all, his own existence just proved that the other party was not a child of the Shen family.

As a child who grew up in an orphanage, Shen Lingsong knew very well that it was difficult to achieve intimacy between adopted sons and parents.

But he thought again, if Xiao Qiao is so dumb, he will definitely make the other party call him brother, let him be petted and hugged every day, good morning and good night, and never give up a kiss.

People say that babies who grow up without parents will more or less have skin hunger and thirst. Shen Lingsong is so obsessed with touching and hugging his younger brother. It has to be said that this is a disease that can be cured. However, no one has noticed it, including himself. .

Seeing Shen Lingqiao finally confessing his heart to his father, Shen Lingsong felt uneasy, and stepped forward to grab his brother's hand, "Then do you recognize brother?"

Shen Lingqiao was stunned for a while, tears welling up slowly, he sniffed hard, "I admit... Xiao Qiao has a father and a brother, Xiao Qiao is not afraid of others saying..."

Hearing that Shen Lingsong's tense body suddenly loosened, he hugged his brother and gave a "boo" to his cheek, Shen Lingqiao also smiled back "boo", the two of you smeared my face, and I gave you a "baa", He had a great time playing, and saw that Father Shen was full of tenderness.

"Okay, it's almost eight o'clock, let's all go to take a shower, Dad will tell you stories after seeing off the guests, how about it?"

"Well, Dad, Xiao Qiao and brother are waiting for you, you haven't told a bedtime story for a long time, today I want to tell a little more." Shen Lingqiao hugged Shen's father's arm coquettishly.

"Okay, Dad promises you."

After seeing off the last guest, Father Shen roughly told Grandma Shen about what happened just now, and Grandma Shen sighed, "That's fine, I've already beat Fei Lin and talked to Xiaotao about it, you Don't worry."

"Thank you for your hard work."

"Well, back then, Jin should have kept his son and not his mother. It was a trick to coax Jiyu into marrying her." Grandma Shen thought for a while, and then said, "Jiyu has been getting close to the third child of the Chen family recently. Are you okay?"

Shen Jihuan sneered slightly, "Chen Hanlin understands very well in his heart, don't worry, Mom, I know it well."

"Oh, Mom knows that Jiyu won't give up, but because he is your second brother, if he does something in the future, you..." Grandma Shen couldn't help crying.

"Mom, I know, I won't let my second brother have the opportunity to do wrong things, don't be sad, and pay more attention to your body." Shen Jihuan hugged his aging and frail mother, and said softly.

When Shen Jihuan came to the children's bedroom, the two children had already fallen asleep soundly, just like every night before, he kissed the foreheads of the children one by one, and left quietly.

In the middle of the night, the Shen family was peaceful in the dark night.

Shen Lingsong was awakened by the sound of low sobbing from his arms.

Looking at the dim bedside lamp, I saw Shen Lingqiao's whole body curled up like a shrimp, with his fists pressed against his chest, his eyelashes trembling uneasily, like frightened cicada's wings, tears slowly slid down the bridge of his nose between his eyes, sinking into his eyes. With hair on the temples, she hid herself in the pillow, and murmured sadly, "Dad, Dad...Dad...why...wasn't it born by Dad..."

Even though he was only five years old, Shen Lingsong deeply felt heartache and powerlessness at this moment.

He slowly hugged his crying brother in his dream, gently patted his immature back, coaxing the child in his arms like an aunt in an orphanage coaxing a child.

Don't cry, brother will always be your brother.

Gradually, the crying of the child in her arms stopped, and the frown was loosened.

"elder brother."

As if a feather fell on the water, the whisper was so soft and quiet that Shen Lingsong was startled, almost suspecting that he had heard it wrong.

He kissed his sleeping younger brother, and said cautiously, "brother", as if he was afraid of waking up the child who was so sad that he couldn't let it go in his dreams.