C68 – An Appointment for Next Year

It wasn’t until Wen Shuyue left the bar that she explained the situation to Lin Lin. But Lin Lin was now distracted by Gong Yang and didn’t take it seriously.

Wen Baobao now lived with He Siming, and Wen Shuyue had no choice but to go there.

“Baobao, Mommy is here. Did you miss me? ” Wen Shuyue got excited and somewhat felt guilty as she saw Wen Baobao. 

She used to spend every Christmas Eve together with Baobao, but today she came so late to accompany him. 

Wen Shuyue’s eyes were moist, and she suddenly felt that she was a bad mother.

Instead of speaking in a hurry, Wen Baobao looked behind her. When he didn’t see He Siming, the light in his eyes dimmed.

Frustrated, he said, “Hasn’t dad come with you? I always thought dad was with you today. It seems he isn’t. “

“That’s not true, Baobao. Your dad has been with me for a long time, but now he has something to do, so I come here first. ” Wen Shuyue didn’t even think about it and hastened to explain. Then she added, “Don’t worry, he will come back to spend Christmas Eve with you today.”

“Well, I don’t believe it.” Wen Baobao scoffed in disbelief.

He knew his dad so well that if there was something really important, he would absolutely forget about the holiday and never come back to be with them.

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Wen Shuyue smiled awkwardly, knowing that her explanation would be useless to Wen Baobao. This little boy was so smart that he could read other people’s mind.

Wen Baobao was a bit angry at first, but he adjusted himself very quickly.

“Mommy, come and see what gift I’ve got for you,” he said in a sweet tone, holding Wen Shuyue’s big hand tightly with his little hand as he led her into the room. You’re going to love it.”

Gift?

Wen Shuyue was stunned. She was so immersed in the romance with He Siming that she forgot to prepare a present for Wen Baobao. She didn’t expect to receive a gift from Baobao instead.

Wen Shuyue’s eyes turned red, and her nose was sour. Feeling very weepy, she quickly knelt to embrace Baobao in her arms and said, “My dear baby, how can you be so sensible?” 

“Mommy, you’re not yourself today. Tell me honestly, have you done anything wrong?” Wen Baobao stared vigilantly at Wen Shuyue. He wore a pair of glasses, like a little teacher.

Wen Shuyue shook her head. She tried to suppress her emotions and followed Wen Baobao to the room to see the gift.

Then they spent time playing games in the room. Wen Baobao repeatedly probed Wen Shuyue and asked her when He Siming would come back.

Every time Wen Shuyue heard this question, she felt sad. She knew that Baobao liked He Siming very much, and He Siming was an inseparable part of Baobao’s heart. But somehow she was worried about it.

“Mommy, isn’t daddy coming home tonight?” Wen Baobao looked at her pitifully. After taking off all his camouflage, he was just a four-year-old child.

Wen Shuyue’s voice became more and more hoarse, and she hugged Wen Baobao tightly and said, “Don’t worry, honey. Mommy says Dad will come back, and Dad will definitely come back.”

“It seems that you know me very well.”

A low magnetic voice suddenly came. Both Wen Shuyue and Wen Baobao trembled unconsciously, and they hurriedly looked in the direction of the door.

The door of the room was opened slowly, and what greeted them was the handsome face of He Siming. His thin lips were slightly touched with a light radian, which was so charming and seductive.

“Daddy, you’re back.”  

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Wen Baobao cheerfully jumped at He Siming like a small squirrel. He Siming held him tightly and finally lifted a bright smile on his handsome face.

He pinched Wen Baobao’s little nose, and his voice was a little softer than before, “I promised to come back with you. Of course, I would, and I brought you a present.”

“Really? It’s so sweet of you, Dad. I knew you’d get me something.” Wen Baobao had been urging He Siming to take him to see the gift. Wen Shuyue, who was quietly shedding tears, wiped her eyes and followed them as they left.

At the moment when He Siming appeared, Wen Shuyue felt very warm. She had never felt this sense of happiness before. It was He Siming and Wen Baobao who brought happiness to her.

She had to say He Siming was thoughtful. He thought that she would not have time to prepare the gift, so he carefully prepared Wen Shuyue’s gift to Wen Baobao.

Both gifts were quite expensive and should be the best gift Wen Baobao had ever received. He kissed He Siming and Wen Shuyue, happy like a real child.

“Daddy and Mommy will always be with me, am I right?” Wen Baobao said excitedly. 

He loved his mommy and daddy, and if he could, he wanted the three of them to stay together forever.

This sentence stung Wen Shuyue, and the smile on her face was slowly restrained. It would be great if they could be together forever. 

“I’ve also got a present for you. Would you like to come with me?”

Wen Shuyue gave a little shiver when she heard the magnetic voice of He Siming. Then she nodded quickly and followed He Siming back to the room.

Children had better keep out of adult affairs. Wen Baobao looked at the two incrementally and wondered what would happen next, standing aside and laughing as the pair entered the room.

Wen Shuyue didn’t think much about it. As soon as she went in, she couldn’t help smiling and said, “I didn’t expect you had prepared a gift for me. I was in such a hurry this time, so…”   

“Never mind, you can make it up next year.” Before Wen Shuyue finished speaking, He Siming interrupted her with a smile.

Next year?

Wen Shuyue was so delighted that she answered without thinking. “Ok, I will surely make up all the gifts I owe you next year.”

It was like an appointment.

They wanted to spend Christmas Eve the next year with each other. The promise alone was enough to make them happy.

“My present is a little mysterious. Close your eyes.”

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