Chapter 440

"Bo ting." Ye Xingyi patted his son on the back and comforted him flurriedly, "no, he's not his father. He just looks like his father, but he's not."

Xiao Bo Ting sobbed and choked. He looked at his mother and Shen Fengming strangely.

Why does Mommy say he's not Dad when he looks the same?

"Well behaved Bo Ting, after you go back, Mommy will explain to you, OK?"

Ye Xingyi wants to leave, turns around, picks up the bag, pulls the small thin court to prepare to leave.

This small thin court is like a live fish. Suddenly, he takes back his hand, turns his head, pounces on Shen Fengming's thigh, and persistently says, "I don't, I don't go back. I want to be with my father. I haven't seen him for a long time."

"Mommy, don't lie to me any more. Isn't this my father?"

See small thin court cry sad appearance, Ye Xing move feel heart, liver, spleen, lung and kidney pain up, tears uncontrollably slide eyes, she covered her mouth, sob up.

Why doesn't she want Shen Fengming back?

The commotion on their side has already attracted the attention of the store. The waiter came up and said awkwardly: "sorry, some guests, please don't make too much noise. It has affected other guests' dining..."

See the appearance of people around, Ye Xing move now alert, a wipe tears, get up.

"This is not a place to talk. Let's go back first."

"Good..."

Jiang Qingyuan is about to speak, ready to send Ye Xing to move her mother and son back, but Shen Fengming makes a quick decision, bends down, picks up xiaoboting, turns around and goes out.

His goal is extremely obvious, go straight into his Rolls Royce, put the small thin court in the back seat.

It's obvious that you don't need to discuss it at all. You're going to send Ye Xingyi's mother and son back to the apartment.

See, Jiang Qingyuan gas gnash teeth, ye Xingyi also Leng at the door, very distressed.

Do you want to dig xiaoboting out of the car?

This man certainly does not agree, when that time is a noisy, do not want to cause other people's attention, ye Xingyi had to Jiangqing way: "that I, today first go back."

Then, without waiting for Jiang Qingyuan's reaction, he had already got into the co driver's seat. Then, without stopping for a second, the car rushed out like an arrow.

When the car disappeared, Jiang Qingyuan responded and scolded secretly: "shit!"

Sure enough, Shen Fengming's style and manner are so overbearing and annoying, no matter before or after his amnesia!

Back to the world.

Ye Xingyi opens the door and leads the man in. Xiaoboting is dazed in his arms. His arms are like octopus tightly locking the man's neck.

Just Ye Xingyi is ready to take xiaoboting away, but xiaoboting stubbornly refuses to let go. He thinks that if he lets go, his father will disappear.

No way, ye Xingyi had to open the door and let Shen Fengming come in.

It's late, and Xiao boting is tired of crying. He lies on Shen Fengming's shoulder and warm chest and has already gone to sleep.

It took a long time for ye Xingyi to relax his arm and roll into Ye Xingyi's arms.

"Sit down for a while, and I'll take Bo ting to bed."

Holding a little heavy small thin court, ye Xingyi said a word, turned upstairs, holding small thin court to his room.

Shen Fengming was the only one left in the living room. He stood up and began to visit the apartment spontaneously.

The more I look at it, the more I feel like I've known you before. I look up inadvertently.

As like as two peas in the corner, a man in the picture looks almost the same as himself.

Slowly walking past, Shen Fengming silently gazes at the face on the portrait.

Trying to find out what are the differences and similarities between them

The same place almost everywhere, different, but only eyes and expressions.

"He is my husband, Shen Fengming, who died two years ago."

Calm voice is behind him, Shen Fengming turned around, saw Ye Xingyi standing behind him in silence, looking at his eyes as calm as water.

Don't open your eyes. Ye Xingyi turns to the semi open kitchen and asks, "what would you like to drink, coffee, tea or juice?"

"Just give me a cup of tea!"

Shen Fengming is in a low way. He stares at the slow movement of Ye Xing without blinking.

After brewing a pot of tea, Ye Xing moved over and sat opposite him, deliberately drooping his eyes and not looking at him.

"When you see my husband's picture, do you think you are very similar?"

Shen Fengming nodded: "it's really similar. Can you tell me something about you and your husband?"

This question is a bit abrupt, but maybe it's because of the atmosphere, or maybe it's because ye Xingyi missed too much. She was silent for a few seconds, and then she spoke slowly.

Between her and Shen Fengming, those memories that were hidden in her heart and played with them carefully.

Seeing ye Xingyi's soft expression when he said something before, Shen Fengming fell into silence.

Then suddenly he said, "if I tell you, I may be your dead husband. Do you believe me?"

Rub!

A good set of tea sets fell to pieces on the ground.

Meng got up from the sofa, ye Xingyi squatted down, lying on the ground to clean up the pieces of tea set, while flustered: "impossible, you can't be him, don't laugh!"

A pair of big hands tightly hold her hand, don't let to touch those fragments, Ye Xing is scared, subconsciously lift eyes, inadvertently bump into the deep of that pair of firm deep eyes.

It seemed that she had been waiting for a long time and caught her in an instant.

"I'm not kidding..."

Speaking of the half way, suddenly heard a sound from far and near, two people look back, see small thin court running down the stairs from upstairs, very fast.

When Xiao boting came to the bottom of the stairs, staring at his big black eyes with tears, they were both startled.

"What's the matter?"

Then, as soon as Xiao Bo Ting saw Shen Fengming, he was stunned for a while and suddenly burst into tears.

While crying, he threw himself into Shen Fengming's arms and tightly grasped the man's clothes. He choked and said, "Dad, Dad, you're here. I thought, I thought you were gone again."

Feeling the weight in his arms, Shen Fengming recovered from the shock. His dark eyes were staring at xiaoboting, and his face was red with tears. Some soft emotions flashed in his heart.

He held out his finger and wept for xiaoboting. He comforted him in a soft voice: "I didn't leave. I won't leave in the future. Don't cry. How can a man always cry?"

Seeing that xiaoboting was crying miserably, his tears and nose were all smeared on Shen Fengming's pure black hand-made high-grade shirt, which was very tragic.

Feel embarrassed, immediately want to start small thin court hold over, ready to explain clearly.

"Bo Ting, not with you..."

Shen Fengming gives him a look and raises his hand. It means that he doesn't have to say this to xiaoboting. Let xiaoboting be happy.

Even if he was asked to pretend to be Xiao boting's father, he would.

See, ye Xingyi in fact also don't want to see small thin court cry, she is very distressed, so, really didn't explain.

Shen Fengming holds xiaoboting and shakes it gently, clapping xiaoboting on the back with his big palm.

In such comfort, father and son gradually sleep in the past, ye Xingyi sitting opposite the sofa, so open eyes looking at the scene in front of him, sleepless all night.

If you can, she really would like to freeze the scene in front of her, but when the day is bright and the new day begins, ye Xingyi clearly tells herself that it's time for her to calm down.

The next day was the weekend, and Xiao boting took a rest at home.

According to the previous plan, ye Xingyi is going to take Xiao boting out shopping, but today, Xiao boting says that he doesn't want to leave home or loosen his shirt.

He is dead to pester Shen Fengming, don't let him leave his half step.

There is no way, he can't force, lest the small thin court weeping eyes a stare, is a big noise.

See him usually very reasonable, precocious and sensible small thin court, suddenly become splashy nonsense, ye Xingyi feel a headache, the whole person at a loss, do not know how to deal with.

At the same time, Shen Fengming feels very distressed. However, Shen Fengming's attitude is completely laissez faire. He can't wait to stay in this room and shake in front of Ye Xingyi's eyes.

Holding a small thin court, two people put together a morning puzzle, and in the afternoon took a train model. In the evening, we do our homework and take a bath together.

When Shen Fengming wakes xiaoboting to sleep, he comes out of xiaoboting's room and sees Ye Xingyi waiting on the sofa in the living room with his arms around his chest.

Shen Fengming's mouth is bent, and he returns to normal in an instant. He walks over.

"You don't think you're still here tonight. It's enough to make Bo Ting happy. I appreciate your indulgence, but it's enough." Ye Xing moves to swallow saliva and says calmly and difficultly.

He stares at Shen Fengming nervously, thinking that the other party will continue to die. Unexpectedly, he nods his head, takes his coat and goes to the door.

Ye Xing moved Zheng Zheng, then stood up, followed him out, two people, one in the door, one in the door.

Shen Fengming held a hand high on the doorframe, looked down at Ye Xingyi and said, "woman, I want to pursue you again."

"What?"

Ye Xingyi is shocked and thinks that he has heard the wrong thing. Before he can react, Shen Fengming suddenly lowers his head, cools his lips and points at a touch.

Then she saw the man happy squint, also raised his hand to touch her face, this just turned away.

Ye Xingyi responded, covering his mouth and cheek, and the whole person was almost red.

What's the meaning of this? He just kisses

Left and right looked around, make sure no one, Ye Xing move red face, vigorously close the door, the whole person sliding on the ground, said a ball, shame, nameless excitement, and inexplicable feeling intertwined together, stir her life!

This man is really, really, it's so puzzling