They said it would be two days, but actually, we could go home by the evening of the second day, meaning we only stayed at the hospital for one night. On the night of the second day, Shi Su quickly went to pick up Shi Mianmian, who was about to have dinner at the kindergarten, and carried her all the way home after getting off near their house. The little girl held Shi Su’s face in her arms, gazing at her with wide, surprised eyes, and asked, "Mommy, does your neck not hurt anymore?" "Your mom isn’t that weak. It’s almost healed, and carrying you home is definitely not a problem." Shi Su said as she pinched her little cheek, "If you dare to draw me as a monster again, it won’t be a problem for me to press you into a corner and give you a beating." "Hehe~" Shi Mianmian quickly kissed her mommy’s cheek several times. Entering the house, Shi Su habitually put Mianmian down by the sofa. Before Ji Han came, Mianmian would always climb onto the sofa upon returning home. But since Ji Han arrived, she would run directly into the master bedroom every time. Today was no exception. After putting the little girl down, Shi Su hurriedly washed her hands and dived into the kitchen. Due to the injury to her neck, Shi Su hadn’t been able to take care of Mianmian personally for these days and felt guilty. She wanted to make several delicious dishes to compensate the little girl. "Uncle Ji Han, I’m back! Did you miss me?" Mianmian bounced happily into the master bedroom. Shi Su opened the refrigerator door, searching for usable ingredients. After rummaging for a while, she suddenly noticed an unusual silence from the direction of the master bedroom after Mianmian happily said those words. Mianmian wasn’t giggling and chatting with Ji Han anymore, which felt strangely quiet. She took out chicken wings from the refrigerator to defrost them in the microwave and only then walked out, seeing the bedroom door open. Mianmian’s big eyes were filled with tears, which she didn’t dare to let fall, just standing dumbly alone in front of the door, looking in Shi Su’s direction. Shi Su’s expression froze momentarily, then she walked over and turned on the light in the master bedroom. The bedroom was still the same bedroom, yet the man who was supposed to be resting and recovering had gone. Shi Su stood motionless for a while, and suddenly Mianmian’s little hand climbed up, tugging at her clothes and sobbing, "Mommy, did Uncle Ji Han leave? Didn’t he say he wouldn’t leave without saying a word? Why did Uncle Ji Han suddenly leave?" Shi Su’s gaze shifted from the vacant direction of the bed, she took an almost imperceptible, slow deep breath, not knowing how she felt for a moment, exhaling before taking another breath. Despite trying to hold them back, Mianmian’s tears finally fell, and she rubbed her face against Shi Su’s leg, crying sorrowfully, "Wuwu... why did Uncle leave... Uncle said he liked mommy... why did he suddenly leave... mommy..." She wasn’t sure if she was upset by Ji Han leaving so quietly or disturbed by Mianmian’s heartbroken crying. Shi Su took another two deep breaths, gently patted Mianmian’s little head to comfort her, "If he leaves, then so be it; he shouldn’t have been part of our world anyway." No matter if he was Ji Han or someone else. Ultimately, he was just a passagery character she had saved by chance, and he shouldn’t have had any connection with their lives. After comforting Mianmian on the sofa for a while, the little girl was still sniffling and clung to the big white bear, refusing to speak. Shi Su returned to the kitchen to take out the wings, saying she would make cola chicken wings along with some fries and cookies and donuts, which Mianmian loved. Nonetheless, Mianmian just hugged the big white bear in silence on the sofa. Despite her sadness, the child’s emotions were so honest and straightforward, unlike how adults can hide their feelings. Upon opening the fridge again, Shi Su took out some chicken nuggets, planning to make all Mianmian’s favorite dishes to cheer her up. Just as her hand reached into the fridge, she suddenly heard the sound of the front door opening from outside. "Uncle Ji Han!" With tear-stained eyes, Mianmian looked towards the door, quickly dropping the big white bear and ran directly toward the upright figure at the entrance. Jing Jihan saw Mianmian’s just recently cried eyes, catching the little body cuddling up to him as she dashed forward, "Why are you crying?" Mianmian pouted, "Mommy and I thought you left." This text is hosted at NoveI-Fire.ɴet Jing Jihan heard the refrigerator door close in the kitchen. He carried Mianmian back to the sofa, pinched her little nose, "What did I say?" Mianmian sat on the sofa, looking up at him. Her eyes were still red, her mouth pouting, "You wouldn’t leave without saying goodbye." "Let’s consider it over this time. In the future, remember to always choose to believe me no matter what happens. Trust is the most basic principle between people, hmm?" Jing Jihan’s deep eyes looked at the little one whose eyes and nose were red from crying, "Don’t make this mistake again." Shi Mianmian understood somewhat comprehensively; she nodded, still slightly frightened and aggrieved, as she clung to him, not wanting to let go. Jing Jihan stayed with her for several minutes and, hearing no sound from the kitchen, pointed in that direction. Mianmian immediately let go sensibly, graciously telling him to go check on mommy. Having taken the chicken pieces out, Shi Su forgot to defrost them. She stood by the fridge trying to manually separate the frozen pieces stuck together, her fingers turning red from the cold, yet she appeared calm and unperturbed. When Jing Jihan walked in, this was the scene he saw. Shi Su was still struggling with the item in her hand when suddenly a weight pressed down on her wrist, held by a hand extended from behind. She paused slightly, glancing along the long arm to the man behind her, "What are you doing..." Before she could finish, the chicken pieces were already taken from her hand. The tall figure just slightly turned and immediately put the chicken pieces into the microwave to defrost. Uh, did she actually forget to defrost them? No wonder they were so cold. In just a few seconds, Shi Su’s only slightly stuck response quickly shifted. She straightened up, pointed her finger at the man’s chest as he turned to face her, and spoke crossly, "Next time when you really want to leave, remember to leave the key! Also, stay away from our Mianmian; you made her cry hard in just those few minutes, and all the words I said to her last time were in vain! Children aren’t used to separations; if you leave her with psychological shadows, I won’t forgive..." Shi Su was speaking forcefully. Jing Jihan stood under the kitchen light, his gaze lowered as he watched her without interrupting. Then, he suddenly grabbed her finger that had been poking his chest and enveloped her entire cold hand naturally into his palm.