Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Li Qiang’s words were like a bucket of cold water that splashed onto Jian Changsheng’s face.
Yes, his son was only two years old after he had left and his daughter was not even born. He did not know if the children knew that he was their father.
His determination to leave back then must have hurt Meizi’s heart. Even if Meizi didn’t tell them, it was understandable. He had even less right to reprimand her.
Jian Changsheng’s heart turned cold. He didn’t have any improper thoughts. He just wanted to see his children. He would be satisfied just by looking at them from afar.
Looking at Jian Changsheng’s expression, Li Qiang knew what he was thinking. He couldn’t help but sigh and reach out to pat Jian Changsheng’s shoulder. He comforted him, “Don’t give yourself too much pressure. Whether you see them or not, they are all your children. It’s not good for us to speculate about the future. Perhaps you will see them someday.”
Jian Changsheng nodded silently. Over the years, he had never tried to go back to look for Meizi and his two children. Firstly, the old man had been watching them closely. Secondly, he was afraid that Qiao Shuyi would find out, so he never asked about them.
Later on, Qiao Shuyi gave birth to two children for him, making up for the regret and emptiness in his heart for Jian Yu and Jian Ai. He thought everything would pass and that his new life was open to him.
Little did he know that over ten years later, when he saw Wang Yunmei again, he woke up as if from a dream. He was just lying about everything to himself. He had never let go of Jian Yu and Jian Ai in his heart. All these years of ignoring them, he had been lying to himself.
He was Jian Yiyi’s and Jian Yichen’s father.
Similarly, he was Jian Yu’s and Jian Ai’s father.
In his heart, the four children held the same weight. Even though he had never seen Jian Yu and Jian Ai for so many years, his love for his children was his instinct as a father. He could not deny this and did not want to resist.
1
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The First of May holidays passed quickly. Most of the students traveled during the holidays. On the first day after returning to school, everyone was smiling. They gathered in groups of two or three and talked about some interesting things during their trips.
“Xiao Ai!”
Jian Ai was waiting for a bus at the bus stop when a shout came from behind her.
Without looking, she could tell that it was Guan Tao’s voice. Jian Ai smiled and turned around, waving at Guan Tao.
Guan Tao ran forward and took two deep breaths before saying, “I finally saw you. Where have you been for the past seven days? I went to your house to look for you thrice, but there was no one!”
Jian Ai said awkwardly, “I’m sorry. I went out to play and forgot to tell you.”
“Went out to play? By yourself?” Guan Tao was stunned. She and Jian Ai grew up together. Jian Ai usually didn’t go out to play during the holidays, so she was basically at home.
“With Jiachi and others,” Jian Ai answered.
It turned out that she was with Yao Jiachi. Guan Tao immediately thought that the others Jian Ai was talking about were their parents. She nodded gently. “No wonder. I saw that the door was always locked at home.”
Jian Ai initially wanted to tell Guan Tao that she had gone to Macau. After all, Guan Tao was her best friend. However, she swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth. She felt that it was not the time yet. It would not be too late to tell her after she had stabilized everything.
Both waited by the road for a while before the bus arrived.