He’s As Dazzling As The Stars

Friday evening.

Xia Xingchen got off work and went straight to the door of Xia Dabai's classroom to wait for him to finish school. It's getting colder and colder, and it's time for the child to have winter vacation soon.

"Dabao!"

As soon as the bell rang after class, Xia Dabai rushed out of the classroom. The schoolbag is on the back, just like a dynamite bag.

Xia Xingchen felt much better when she saw her son. He has naturally carried his schoolbag in his hand.

"Mrs. Xia." Xia Dabai's teacher came over. When Xia Xingchen heard that name, he knew that the teacher had misunderstood, and did not expose her. Xia Dabai couldn't help but raised his head and said: "Teacher Yang, our big treasure is not Mrs. Xia, it should be Mrs. Bai!"

Xia Xingchen was embarrassed and patted the back of Xia Dabai's head, "It's all nonsense."

"I'm telling the truth. Isn't Dad the surname Bai?"

The last name is Bai, but she can't be called Mrs. Bai either!

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Bai." The teacher changed his words immediately, and then said: "That's it. On Sunday, our school has a parent-child activity that requires both parents to be present. Therefore, please be sure to notify Xia’s father Come too."

Xia Dabai's father?

Xia Xingchen had a very headache. If he attends, let alone this school, the whole country will be in chaos. Mr. President suddenly appeared an illegitimate child, and it was all sorts of topics. Xia Xingchenguang thought it was impossible.

"What kind of activities are there for parent-child activities?"

"It's just playing games, and there will be a concert after the games. It's all children's performances, so naturally it's better for parents to be there."

Xia Xingchen looked down at Xia Dabai. Xia Dabai murmured: "My dad is usually very busy..."

Although I said that, but in the tone, there is still a lot of loss. Xia Xingchen couldn't bear it.

To be honest, when she first let the child follow her father, she selfishly hoped that the child would not rely so much on him, be attached to him, for fear that they would get too close. However, the current state of mind has already changed unconsciously.

In her heart, she also hoped that he could interact with the child more and give the child more time. It's just that his identity is...

"I'll talk to him. What time is it about Sunday?"

"It starts at 9 o'clock in the morning."

"Good." Xia Xingchen nodded, "Thank you teacher."

She led Xia Dabai out of the school. Wu Qiong was already waiting at the school gate. Seeing the two of them came out, he opened the car door and waited there early.

As soon as he got in the car, Xia Dabai mumbled: "Dabao, you said, shall we call Dad?"

"..." She was silent. In fact, it is not at all whether to notify him or not, but a question that he is doomed to not come after he is notified.

"Forget it, Xiaobai is so busy, you just accompany me." Xia Dabai said again, and then added a sentence without forgetting to comfort himself: "Anyway, there are a lot of people like me in our school. Dad is very busy. It's impossible."

Xia Dabai was telling the truth. This school is the first aristocratic school in the country. The children studying here are either giants or the descendants of high-ranking officials. Those people have a lot of things on their hands, and children are usually ignored by them.

"No matter what, ask first tonight." Xia Xingchen touched the child's little head.

The key is that the identity of the child cannot be exposed. If you let the media report, then Xia Dabai will always be in danger. Xia Xingchen naturally didn't want to live that kind of fearful life every day.

Going back in the evening, after a freshman and one snack for dinner, Xia Dabai leaned on the bed while studying with two small carrot legs dangling.

"Dabai, I have said many times. If you are not allowed to read in this way, your eyes will be broken." Xia Xingchen came in with the fruit, reminded him, and patted the small desk in the corner, "Come here to do homework."

With a ‘oh’, Xia Dabai sat back on the desk obediently holding the book. I squeezed a small grape and ate it with gusto.

Xia Xingchen was very worried, so he ignored him and opened the door to go out. I stood in the hall, took my cell phone, and hesitated for a long time before dialing the familiar number, but I haven't dialed it for a long time.

Last time he warned himself to keep a distance from him like that, and called him again by himself, not knowing what he would think...

After ringing for a long time, it was connected over there.

"..." He was silent, and did not take the initiative to speak. At the end of the phone, only the man's heavy breathing could be heard. In such a night, she felt a little inexplicable worry in her ears.

It seemed that because he hadn't heard her voice for a long time, he was a little impatient over there and asked, "What's the matter?"

Only then did she return to her senses, "Well. I want to ask you if you have time on Sunday..."

Bai Yeqing was silent for a moment before faintly said: "Xia Xingchen, are you dating me?"

"……"Oops. The President is also quite narcissistic when he is narcissistic.

Moreover, he would really be wrong.

Xia Xingchen quickly explained: "It's because the winter vacation is coming soon after Dabai. There is a parent-child activity in school that requires both parents to participate. So... I'll ask if you have time."

Bai Yeqing didn't answer her words.

Xia Xingchen waited for a while, did not hear a sound, and sighed, "If you can't attend, Da Bai can understand you. I know you can't help it for his safety. I'll explain it to him."

As soon as her words fell, the phone was suddenly hung up over there. Before she could understand what was going on, the door connecting the two houses was suddenly unscrewed. Originally, when her mother lived here, Xia Xingchen never closed the door, but after her mother left, The extra space over there will make her feel empty and unexplainably unspeakable, uncomfortable. So she closed the door-right now, she was stunned on the spot.

The man who was still on the phone with him just now stood in front of him.

She held the phone, stood there stupidly, looking at him dumbfounded, like a dream.

After a long while, when others approached, she finally squeezed out her own voice, "Why are you... why are you here?"

He only gave her two words faintly, "My house."

Too. Xia Xingchen felt that he had asked a very idiotic question. The next door is his site, so he naturally comes as he wants.

"Just now you said about parent-child activities, about what time." He asked in a deep voice. Standing there, the figure was tall and straight, and the light projected from the top of the head densely enveloped them.

At such a close distance, Xia Xingchen could almost smell the smell of him just after bathing, and his thoughts were shaking violently. When did he come? Why are you here tonight? Obviously he said that he wanted her to keep a distance from him, so now...what is it for him to appear here by himself?

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