set fire to his heart

Shen Shili didn't finish his sentence.

Mia interrupted him: "I know, Miss Ye returned to China today, you went to see her."

As she said, she smiled at him and said:
"As her husband, Young Master Shen should indeed fulfill his duties as a husband. It's just that you have other identities. Maybe the child is just a part of your life, but in the child's world, you are his only relative."

Mia raised her eyes and looked at him seriously: "Please be responsible to him, after all, he is your own flesh and blood."

Say it.

Mia stopped talking to him.

She turned around, pressed the handle and opened the door to enter the room again.

Accompanied by the closing of the door.

The bedroom door separated the two of them.

"..." Shen Shili stood where he was, he hesitated to speak.

finally.

He didn't go into the room to take another look at his son, but just faced the closed door with an indescribably delicate mood.

Shen Shili's hands were hanging down, and he kept clenching the hand holding the file bag.

Rubbing the kraft paper bag with her fingertips, there was a rustling sound.

After a silent sigh.

Shen Shili turned around, and he walked towards the study on the second floor.

with his entry.

He turned on the light, and while walking towards the desk, he casually put the file bag on the desk.

Then the whole person sat decadently in the swivel chair.

Shen Shili supported his forehead with a headache, he closed his eyes heavily, with a solemn expression, and the surrounding was even more silent.

next to his ear.

Echoing what Mia had just said to him.

And, knowing what happened tonight, he couldn't rush back to take care of his son in the first place.

In addition to work and family matters, his heart was heavy.

Shen Shili took off his glasses, closed his eyes and raised his forehead.

And on the desktop...

The file bag that he put on the table was slightly loosened by his actions.

It can be vaguely seen that there is a stack of documents inside.

Time passed in seconds.

After a while.

Shen Shili adjusted his mood.

He opened his eyes again, and when he put his glasses back on, his pupils regained clarity.

Shen Shili turned on the desk lamp.

Then, he reached out and opened the side drawer.

There lay the frayed envelopes.

The moment he saw it, Shen Shili's eyes behind the lens changed subtly, as if he had touched a sensitive area that he was least willing to touch.

Wait until he takes it out.

Shen Shili pulled out a stack of photos inside.

One after another.

He placed them on the table, his Adam's apple couldn't help sliding up and down.

Those photos are all from surveillance screenshots.

According to the system's time records, it was a year and a half ago.

Since it was a surveillance record, there was no close-range high-definition image, but—he could clearly recognize her.

In all the photos, there is a young woman wearing a peaked cap and casual clothes.

She is carrying a baby basket.

These monitoring sources come from taxis and sidewalks respectively.

There are only a few of them, but Chen Mo spent a lot of effort to find them.

Even though he couldn't see her face clearly.

But just from her shape and profile, he could tell her identity.

Song Xiya.

It was she who delivered the child to his door.

Without saying a word, without leaving any traces, just give him a paternity test report.

Prove that he is his son.

Other than that, she left no trace.

Since she went abroad that year, he couldn't find any records about Song Xiya.

All over the world, she disappeared.

Without entry and exit records, he doesn't even know when she gave birth to the child, where the child was born, how she returned to Huaguo, when she left Huaguo again, and where she went after that...

If it wasn't for his second paternity test, it was confirmed that Si Qing was his own.

He even felt that all this was as unreal as a dream.

Also because of the existence of children.

He just knew.

She left Beicheng with his child in her arms.

It was he who broke her heart.

It's not that she hasn't told him, and it's not that she hasn't kept him.

He didn't believe it.

Not only did he not believe her, but he also spoke ill of her.

as well as……

Think of the unpleasant scene when they met for the last time.

Then think of how thin and listless she was at that time.

She became like that because of him.

And she didn't kill the baby.

She gave birth to him, sent him to his side, and then disappeared...

Do you want to take the opportunity to punish him and make him make up for his past mistakes?

indeed.

He deserved it.

Everything he is enduring now is the price he should pay for his actions back then.

It's just that I don't know if she will be willing.

Give him another chance to make up for his mistakes?
When this thought comes to mind.

Shen Shili's gaze couldn't help but freeze on one of the photos.

Looking at her clear outline, he automatically brought Song Xiya's face into his eyes, and his eyes became sharper and firmer.

***
That night.

Mia was sleeping in Shen Siqing's room.

But she didn't sleep well.

She was sleeping on the side of the bed, waking up from time to time to check on Shen Siqing's situation.

She finally fell asleep with peace of mind until she was sure that his high fever had subsided and hadn't recurred.

Time slipped away.

The light itching on her face made Mia open her eyes sleepily.

When she opened her eyelids.

What came into view was Shen Siqing's small hand.

The moment she saw him clearly, Mia's sight became clear, and Shen Siqing also stopped moving because of her waking up.

"Ok?"

Mia spoke with a hoarse voice: "Hey, what's the matter?"

She said, sitting up and stroking his forehead.

After confirming that his body temperature was normal, she breathed a sigh of relief, but she hadn't woken up yet, and her mind was groggy.

see.

Shen Siqing patted the place next to him.

"Ma'am, go to bed."

As he spoke, he took the initiative to move his body to the side: "The bed is big...my lady is sleeping."

"I……"

Mia was about to refuse, but Shen Siqing said again: "Qingqing, put Madam to sleep. Madam, treat Qingqing well, Qingqing, treat Madam well too."

His voice was soft, revealing an indescribable magic power.

Make people's hearts melt.

Mia didn't have the ability to refuse, and she did sleep stiffly, and the drowsiness had not completely faded away.

"it is good……"

Mia agreed.

She went to bed beside him.

The little man beside her was very sensible, and stretched out his hand to cover her with the quilt, and helped her tuck the corners of the quilt.

"My lady, be good, my lady is sleeping..."

With small hands, Shen Siqing patted gently through the quilt.

Like an adult coaxing a child, coax Mia to sleep.

His actions, and the bedding room is full of his fragrant and soft smell, full of healing energy.

Soon.

Mia fell asleep again, the corners of her lips raised unconsciously.

Vaguely, she seemed to hear someone saying to her in the distance: "Madam, don't leave Qingqing, stay with Qingqing forever, okay? Qingqing, be good..."

forever?
Mia had already lost consciousness, but a voice in her heart answered him silently: OK.