This parent is a bit cold

"Ming Ming..."

The warmth after reuniting after a long absence, like a breeze blowing over a branch, makes Ling Mo's heart bloom like spring flowers, and the warm current slowly spreads in her heart. Her eyes turn to Ji Ming's face, and the two can't see each other. After a few seconds, Ji Ming turned his head away and said to Ling Siji: "Siji, it's almost time."

She was not angry with Ling Siji, especially when she was expressionless, Ling Siji, who wanted to play for a while, had to give up.

"Okay." She looked at Ling Mo, pouted and walked towards the bedroom.

Ling Mo's eyes followed Ji Ming's figure all the time, she thought that Ji Ming was going to put the child to sleep before coming out to talk to herself.

The heat from the noodle soup blurred her eyes.

This bowl of noodles is not a clear soup with little water. Tomatoes and green vegetables embellish the monotony of the noodles. Ling Mo took a sip of the soup but couldn't taste any flavor. Her sense of taste was like the years when Ji Ming was lost, tasteless.

She wants to finish this bowl of noodles, because this is the warmth she lost and regained.

But as I ate and ate, tears flowed down my face.

At this time, the voice of Ji Ming reading a bedtime story came from the bedroom, Ling Mo's emotions were infinitely magnified, and the rosy eye sockets could not hide the tears.

She never thought that one day she would be able to eat noodles made by Ji Ming herself.

But Ji Ming, who is so outstanding, so caring, doesn't belong to her anymore.

After worrying about it for eight years, waiting for eight years, looking for it for eight years, and persisting for eight years, all emotions are like a wall collapsing, like a flood bursting an embankment, completely out of control.

Ling Mo wiped away his tears, dropped his chopsticks and left in a hurry.

She didn't want Ji Ming to come out to see herself in tears, and she didn't want to add any psychological burden to Ji Ming.

The heat from the noodle soup gradually dissipated, and when Ji Ming came out, there was no one there.

She went to the table and sat down.The chair was already cold, without the remaining warmth of Ling Mo, the soup bowl was not as hot as the palm of your hand, and it was cold to the touch.

The glass dining table, under the light, reflected her cold face, but when she lowered her head, the shadow she saw was clearly Ling Mo.

She picked up the chopsticks resting on the mouth of the bowl, and ate the leftovers bit by bit.

In this world, she has only eaten, and will only eat Ling Mo's leftovers.

In the evening, Ji Ming took the radio and walked to the balcony.Every night at 10:30, she will listen to FM87.5 on time. The predecessor of this radio station was the Tianhai City Campus Music Broadcasting Station.

Every day she has to listen to it for half an hour before she can fall asleep.The dead night in late autumn will become vivid and charming under the rendering of music.Ji Ming puts on the earphones and looks into the distance. The Tianming Kindergarten is not far in front of the line of sight. From the window, you can see the school playground. Through the gap between the buildings, you can see the Jingjiang apartment building [-] meters away. That is Ling Mo's residence.

She is very satisfied with this house. After choosing it for so long, only here can she see the scenery she wants to see.

Tonight, the moonlight is sultry, the music is beautiful, but it is cold and bleak outside the window.Ji Ming stood with arms folded, eyes filled with endless darkness, only the four large characters on the top of Jingjiang apartment building were shining brightly.

This light can illuminate her heart.

Tonight, doomed to insomnia, doomed to return to old dreams.

So, she dared not fall asleep.

In November, Yunshan Red Maple Park in Tianhai City was put into trial operation. In order to increase publicity, Yunshan Scenic Area provided free autumn camp sites for kindergartens in the city, and Tianming Kindergarten was among the participating schools.

After the home visit, everything returned to normal, Ji Ming was still cold, Ling Mo was still the teacher who was in the group every day, just like she released an important news today.

"Our park will hold a parent-child autumn camp this Saturday. The venue is Yunshan Scenic Area. Parents are required to participate together. Parents, please reply to this message. If you feel unwell or have special circumstances, please ask for leave in advance."

After sending the message, she expected Ji Ming to say something. Such a precious autumn camp is a great opportunity to cultivate parent-child relationship. The school has specially arranged expansion teachers. There will be a very special experience. Will she go?

The school cannot enforce parental behavior, and if someone is absent, Ling Mo can't do anything about it.

Ten seconds after the news was sent, the parents began to respond one after another. It has never been so neat like today. Ling Jie's name is still at the top. Ling Mo counted and almost all responded, except for Ji Ming.

She still insisted on her own personality, maybe she didn't see it when she was busy.

Just when Ling Mo wanted to put down the phone in disappointment, Ji Ming suddenly popped up: "Got it!"

Short but powerful, more heartwarming than anything other parents have said.

At least she will.

Ling Mo was content to see her.

The feeling of that bowl of noodles was deeply seared in her heart, she couldn't move forward, maybe paying attention to each other silently was good for each other.

Autumn is like a palette, whether it is ginkgo or red maple, it is like a painting carefully made by nature.There is a large red maple garden at the foot of Yunshan Mountain, which is the main scenic spot open to the outside world, but the top of the mountain is unique and known as the "Red Peak". Therefore, the first task of the autumn camp is to climb the mountain.The maple garden on the top of the mountain is the base camp of this event.

Tianhai is a city of mountains and rivers, and Yunshan, which is 400 meters above sea level, is not worth mentioning for mountaineering enthusiasts.Yunshan is smooth and soft, more suitable for photography enthusiasts and children to play.

But it is not easy to climb the 400-meter mountain with children and luggage.

The most sad thing is that the road to Hongfeng is full of steps, which is equivalent to climbing dozens of floors in a row.The basic configuration of each family is tents and food, which have a certain weight, so everyone is basically the father carrying the objects, and the mother holding the children, working together to run towards the goal.

"It's too scary." Ling Jie was a little apprehensive looking at the snake-like climbing road.

"It's only 400 meters, which is very low." Ji Ming looked at the thin Ling Jie, and stretched out his hand: "Give me the things, and you hold the baby."

Ling Jie was 175cm tall, standing next to Ji Ming who was 169cm tall, he looked short and thin.

"How can I do that? If someone sees me, I won't have to laugh at me for not being masculine."

Ji Ming raised her eyebrows and murmured, "Oh, masculinity..."

"What do you mean?"

"Literally." Ji Ming pursed his lips, held Ling Siji's little hand, and said, "Let's go first."

"Then what if Dad can't catch up with us?" Ling Siji looked at Ling Jie with some worry, seeing his daughter worried, Ling Jie was immediately filled with strength, "It's okay, Dad will definitely catch up with you." After speaking, he stretched out his hand and did it. A show of muscle.

"Hee hee, all right, come on."

Ling Siji climbed the mountain for the first time, and she was full of freshness, so she led Ji Ming forward instead.Halfway through the team, Ji Ming walked slowly with Ling Siji, casting his eyes forward from time to time.

Mountain climbing is Ling Mo's shortcoming. She can't do all the aerobic exercises that are related to the heart and lungs.

But this time, she quickened her pace and rushed to the forefront.

She was really conflicted, she wanted to see Ji Ming but was afraid to face Ling Jie, the existence of this man was like a thorn stuck in her throat, which couldn't be pulled out, and it was uncomfortable.

As long as he appeared, the thorns would pierce a few points deep into the flesh.

Ling Mo climbed halfway up the mountain in one go, carrying his belongings on his back, panting from exhaustion.She couldn't breathe, her chest was heaving and unsteady, the pain was so painful that she couldn't speak, maybe it was beyond the body's load, and her stomach began to churn.

Afraid of being seen by others, she walked to a gazebo to take a rest.

She was so uncomfortable that she retched several times, but couldn't spit it out.

Fortunately, I didn't have breakfast, she thought to herself.

"Momo, are you alright?" Zhang Wen managed to catch up with Ling Mo, not knowing what happened to Ling Mo today, walking like flying, running so far in one breath. "It's okay, take a breath." Ling Mo beat his chest lightly, feeling as if he would die in a second.

"Give me something, you rest here."

"Give it to me, ladies." The speaker was Gao Feng, a physical education teacher. He was tall and had the demeanor of a fitness instructor. It was easy for him to climb mountains with things.

"Okay, sorry to trouble you, you go up first."

"You're not in good health, pay attention, and leave after a while." Gao Feng took Ling Mo's backpack and bag, and left with Zhang Wen.

The team of teachers has to reach the top of the mountain first, and then settle down before parents and students can be arranged.

Ling Mo's legs trembled and he had difficulty walking.But she can't fall behind, now that she doesn't have Ji Ming to help her, no matter how weak she is, she still has to stick to the top of the mountain.

After resting for 10 minutes, she wanted to continue to start, but just stepped on the stone steps, when she was about to climb the slope, her knees suddenly softened, and she was supported by a pair of strong hands when she almost fell to her knees.

Ling Mo turned her head, and Ji Ming's soft gaze was all about her.

This breath, this movement, the feeling of this scene seems to reappear from the past.

"Let's take a break before leaving." Ji Ming supported Ling Mo's arm, and there was still no movement in his eyes.

Ling Mo looked at Ji Ming, and reluctantly let go.

"Thank you, I have to go up and set it up earlier." Ling Mo's smile at this time was very faint, as if he was trying to squeeze it out.The looming vortex at the corner of the mouth outlines a beautiful arc.

It was such a sunny smile that warmed Ji Ming who was sealed deep in the glacier.

"You'll collapse if you don't make it to the top of the mountain like this." Ji Ming's voice was just like the late autumn at this time, with a hint of warmth in the coolness.

"fine."

Ling Mo had nothing to say, and turned around to leave. She regretted not bringing a trekking pole with her. She overestimated herself and underestimated the mountain road.

Her face was as white as paper, and she walked every step with extra care, for fear of falling.Every time she fell, the bruises lingered for a long time.

She didn't see Ji Ming's expression after she turned around, she just felt relieved when she set foot on the mountain road again.

"Teacher, you're so tired, shall we walk slowly together?" Ling Siji suddenly caught up with him.

"Huh? The teacher is walking very slowly, Siji." Ling Mo forced a smile, and her physical discomfort made it difficult for her to even speak.

"It's okay, let's go slowly, don't worry."

Did Ji Ming instigate it?Ling Mo couldn't help thinking, but Ji Ming behind him didn't make any sound, and Ling Mo didn't look back.

"Okay." She took Ling Siji's little hand and walked cautiously.

Ji Ming silently followed behind, keeping a distance of five steps, to ensure that if Ling Mo fell down, he would have time to rush over.

Halfway up the mountain, you can already overlook the scenery at the foot of the mountain, and the mist in the distance covers the rolling hills.

Ling Jie, carrying big and small bags on his back, finally caught up.

"Eh? I thought you guys had reached the top of the mountain." He was sweating profusely, exhausting most of his energy.

"You go up first, and give me the bag." Ji Ming took her bag and signaled Ling Jie to go first.

Ling Jie looked at the two people ahead, and immediately understood everything.

"Siji, Dad has caught up with you." He stepped forward with a smile on his face, Ling Siji turned his head and didn't care: "I slowed down on purpose to wait for you."

"Okay, thank you Princess Enrang."

Ling Mo greeted Ling Jie with a smile, no matter how deep the thorn in her heart was, she couldn't show it.

Ling Jie stared at her for a moment, then asked worriedly: "Teacher Momo, are you okay? Why is your face so ugly?"

"It's okay. I'm not physically fit and can't keep up with everyone. You should go first."

"This way..." Ling Jie raised his forehead unnaturally, but when he was sneaking a glance at Ji Ming and raising his hand, Ling Mo noticed his wedding ring.

Her eyes fixed on the ring.

Few people know that the famous high-end shopping mall in Tianhai City is run by Ling Mo's family. She is very familiar with jewelry and luxury brands.

It's really strange, why the couple don't wear a pair of rings, but also different brands?