This parent is a bit cold

Ling Mo was like a performer on stage for the first time, standing in the backstage without audience, extremely nervous.Through the door, she first heard Ling Siji's clear voice: "Mom, someone is ringing the doorbell."

"Don't move, mom will drive."

It was Ji Ming's voice, and Ling Mo couldn't help clasping his hands, feeling his heart was about to leave his body, running around uncontrollably.

"Who?" Her tone was extremely vigilant, she didn't open the door when she asked, maybe she spied someone coming through the cat's eyes.

There was a silence at first.

Ling Mo unconsciously straightened his coat, stroked his hair, and replied, "It's me, I... I'm here for a home visit."

There was another silence, and the waiting across the door made Ling Mo feel sad. Ji Ming wouldn't really shut him out.

She didn't report her name, she believed that Ji Ming could hear her own voice.

But half a minute passed, and there was still no response in the house.

Embarrassment condensed in the air, disappointment stagnated in the bottom of my heart.

Ji Ming's resoluteness made Ling Mo feel ashamed.

Just as she was about to turn around, the door opened.Ji Ming, with her long hair coiled up and wearing a black sportswear, looked at her profusely with sweat.

Ling Mo's eyes froze, and he felt a wave of heat rushing to his head. Ji Ming was wearing sports underwear, showing a perfectly contoured belly, and his legs under shorts were slender and fair, very much like the fashionable portrayal of an online fitness blogger.

It is said that after giving birth, the body is easy to lose shape, but Ji Ming's abdomen doesn't even have a little bit of fat, let alone stretch marks.

Isn't the child hers?

Ling Mo had selfish thoughts again.

How could she always hope that Ling Siji was not Ji Ming's biological child for her own sake?

"Come in." Ji Ming's tone remained flat.

I don't know if he is exercising or just finished exercising, but there is still sweat on Ji Ming's neck.She took out a pair of women's slippers from the entrance cabinet, and Ling Mo took a glance at them and found men's shoes inside.

Her heart sank again.

"Why didn't you notify me of the school visit?" Ji Ming turned her back to her, with butterfly bones looming on her smooth and beautiful back, Ling Mo felt that she was thinner than before, so thin that it made people feel distressed.

"It's a temporary decision. Each class arranges it by itself. I want to take a look at the situation of the four seasons first."

Ling Mo walked into the living room, Ling Siji was concentrating on building dominoes.

The color of the home decoration is cold, mainly black, gray and blue, just like the current Ji Ming, giving people a sense of abstinence and coldness.If it weren't for some scattered children's toys, this home would feel lonely and deserted.

"Teacher Momo?" Ling Siji was surprised and delighted when he found the visitor, immediately put down the toy in his hand, and rushed over.

She likes Ling Mo very much, and the only fun in school is playing games with the teacher.

"Hello, Four Seasons." Ling Mo warmly greeted her rushing hands.

"Since the teacher is here, why don't you play dominoes with me? Mom won't accompany me if she wants to exercise." She pouted, her eyes full of dissatisfaction.

Ji Ming ignored her, poured a glass of water for Ling Mo, and said, "I'm sweaty and not suitable for talking face to face. Teacher Ling sit down first, and I'll take a shower first."

"Okay..." Ling Mo looked at her, and couldn't help muttering in his heart, insisting on calling himself Teacher Ling so unfamiliar.

Deliberately doing it made her feel guilty, Ling Mo was a little happy, maybe because Ling Jie was not around, the situation was not as bad as she thought.

"Teacher, come and come with me."

"Oh, here we come." Ling Mo couldn't resist Ling Siji's entanglement, so she had to join her. She found that the child's thinking space was very powerful. becomes the full path.

"Siji is really amazing, even the teacher can't spell it so well." Her teaching is mainly based on praise, especially for students like Ling Siji who have strong self-esteem and personality.

"Together we can be invincible." Ling Siji said surprisingly, blurting out idioms.

"Who taught you the word invincible?" Ling Mo asked curiously.

"Dad taught me."

"Oh." Ling Mo thought of Ling Jie, and his smile gradually disappeared.

The sound of splashing water came from the bathroom, and Ling Mo couldn't help thinking back to Ji Ming when she was in college. At that time, she was tall and thin, and she looked thin when she was dressed, and she was fleshy when she undressed. The touch of skin-to-skin contact made her intoxicated...

The red tide swept across Ling Mo's face and scalded her heart.

That's already in the past, isn't it?

Now Ji Ming is very thin and skinny. Although his temperament is more charming than before, he must have suffered a lot.

She wanted to know more and more what Ji Ming had been through these years.

"Teacher! Do you think it's okay to put it like this?"

"Okay, it's good." Ling Mo was absent-minded, she looked at Ling Siji, had an idea, and asked, "Siji, why hasn't Dad come back yet?"

"Dad works overtime and has meetings."

"Oh, so..." Ling Mo didn't hear the answer he wanted to hear.

"Dad has meetings every day and doesn't come back every day."

"Not coming back?" Ling Mo's eyes lit up. Not coming back from meetings every day is impossible in any industry. Could it be that...

"Is your mother accompanying you every day?"

"Well, mom went to pick me up from grandma's house after get off work."

Ling Mo's thoughts were in a mess, and she didn't know whether to be happy or sad for a moment. On the one hand, she hoped that this marriage would be fake, but on the other hand, she was ashamed of her wish.

This is unfair to the children, the four seasons are innocent, aren't they?

When the family is incomplete, it hurts the child.

A child's world is very simple, she believes that Ling Siji will not lie to her.

But what is the truth?

"Four Seasons, can I see other rooms?" Ling Mo respects children's ideas very much. She has studied a lot of parenting courses, and knows that when getting along with children of any age, the word must be respected, with equal eyes and attitudes To treat, will get the same respect.

Ling Siji nodded, "Of course, you can watch it yourself, teacher, I don't have time to accompany you."

Talking like a little adult, Ling Mo smiled and shook his head.

Walking along the living room is a multi-functional room, half of which houses yoga mats and several fitness equipment, and the other half is used as a study room. In addition to the built-in floor-to-ceiling bookcase, there is also a desk next to it.

Ling Mo walked over curiously, and found a stage photo on the table. It was a family portrait of a family of three. At that time, Ling Siji seemed to have just turned one year old. They were wearing Tang suits and parent-child costumes. With a faint smile, the two crossed their arms and let Ling Siji sit in the middle.

What a happy family.

Ling Mo suddenly suffered from angina, accompanied by physical pain and severe psychological pain, she looked at this photo with envy and jealousy.

Maybe Ji Ming really has no place to stand in his life.

Just 3 minutes after I was happy, I was slapped in the face by reality again.

In this room full of Ji Ming atmosphere, she couldn't help taking a deep breath, but she couldn't find that familiar feeling anymore.

In addition to this room, there are two other bedrooms in the house, one is a children's room, which contains all kinds of toys and walkers that Ling Siji grew up with. The cartoon stickers, curtains and wallpaper are left in warm colors.

Walking into this room is a carefree childhood, and walking out is full of fatigue and loneliness of adults.Ji Ming's laptop has been placed on the dining table, and the printing paper on it is scattered, it can be seen that work needs to be done at any time.

Perhaps the only place to rest is to have breathing room.

The master bedroom is neat and orderly. The four-piece set is the dolphin series with ocean style, and the eyes are full of gray and blue colors. Only the large yellow Pikachu doll on the bed is the most eye-catching.

Did she just buy it because she remembered that she liked Pikachu?

In the past, Ji Ming always liked to joke: "I can't afford a big doll, and I can't even afford a keychain. When I get to work in the future, I will use my first salary to buy one bigger than you. "

Ji Ming's family is poor, no matter how harsh she is on herself in life, she is willing to take out her little savings and buy some small gifts for Ling Mo.

"Life needs a sense of ritual. No matter what relationship you have, you must maintain it. A little surprise and joy also add color to the relationship."

Ji Ming's thinking is always higher than that of ordinary people, while Ling Mo has always been a flower in the greenhouse, growing up in protection and care, completely ignorant of the sufferings of the world, and has very little perception of other people's pain, so she paid the price.

The incense in the room has a faint smell of grass.Ling Mo walked to the balcony, and the residents near and far formed thousands of lights, which was too beautiful to behold.She looked up and found that there were no men's clothes on the drying rack on the balcony.

There is also a very strange feeling, Ling Mo always feels that there is something missing at home, what is missing?

Thinking about the shoe cabinet at the door, it seems that there are no men's shoes except slippers?

Do you have?Ling Mo couldn't remember anymore, these hopeful clues made her go back and forth between joy and disappointment all night.

Like Sherlock Holmes, she scouted the surroundings, not missing any detail.

"Why are you here?" Ji Ming's voice came out abruptly, Ling Mo turned his head, Ji Ming was wearing a nightgown, his half-dry long hair was hanging wet on his shoulders, and a few drops of water remained on his half-exposed collarbone.

"I, I...I want to see..."

"Did you eat?" After Ji Ming asked, he went straight to the balcony and threw the dirty clothes into the washing machine. Ling Mo only heard two beeps and forgot to answer the question.

"Didn't you eat it?" She stroked the ends of her hair, and it seemed that she came out before she had time to dry it.

"No, it's okay if you don't eat dinner, I'm losing weight."

Ling Mo's answer was a bit dry, Ji Ming looked at her, and Ling Mo's awkward figure was reflected in his deep eyes.

"Come out and talk."

"Okay." Ling Mo finally waited until Ji Ming was willing to talk to her calmly.

In the living room, Ling Siji had already finished building the dominoes, and she waved to Ji Ming, "Mom, you're done."

Ji Ming smiled slightly and gave her a thumbs up, "Then you go."

The conversation between the two was like a code word, and Ling Mo finally saw a smile on Ji Ming's face, she was still as serious as before.

After all, it is mother and daughter, she does not hesitate to smile, and the brows are also full of tenderness.

I saw that Ling Siji pushed the dominoes with a little hand, and the dominoes made a "tattling" sound, and the patterns on the ground opened, contracted, turned, and circled regularly, which was very interesting.

She clapped her hands and applauded with joy.

"I want to play again, the teacher will accompany me."

"Do you still want to play?" Ling Motou is big, so there is no time to chat with Ji Ming, but there is no one else at home, so they really can't close the door and "whisper".

At Ling Siji's age, she can understand adults' words and even imitate them. She can't catch up with Ji Ming in this situation.It's a rare home visit, how could she have the heart to refuse such a cute little Siji.

"Then trouble you to accompany her first, and I'll make some supper."

Ji Ming went back to the room first, changed into home clothes, tied up her messy hair, and walked into the kitchen.

The promised home visit turned into taking the children...

I don't know if it's because of Aiwujiwu, but Ling Mo's liking for Ling Siji has deepened a bit.

The closer she gets to the child, the more Ling Mo's noble sense of morality will come out to act as a monster, and she hopes more and more that Ling Siji is Ji Ming's biological child.

After a while, Ji Ming came out of the kitchen with a bowl of noodles. Before she could take off her apron, she looked like a good wife and mother.

Ling Mo thought she was hungry after the workout, but unexpectedly she came over and said, "You have a bad stomach, eat some, take as many bites as you can, don't force yourself if you can't eat."