After I divorced from chaos step

Eight months later, I successfully gave birth to a baby boy in the hospital closest to my home, no more and no less, exactly three kilograms.

The moment the child left my body, I felt unprecedented relief and said with emotion: "Oh my god, the cargo is finally unloaded."

Luanbu asked for leave and accompanied the delivery throughout the whole process. When I was weak, he even fed me chocolate.

After the baby was born, he cried very loudly. He showed me the baby who had been washed and wrapped in a blanket.

"Qingxixi, look! This is our son!"

My son's eyebrows and nose are like mine, his eyes are green like Ranbu's, and his mouth is like him.

"Do you think he will pout like you when he grows up?"

I couldn't help but reached out and poked my son's small mouth.Originally, he had stopped crying, but when I poked him, he wailed like a protest.

"Hey, don't bully him!" Luanbu hurriedly hugged his son, and began to coax in a decent manner, "Don't cry, you should behave better, Dad will go buy candy later, and then eat it for you."

This childish speech made people feel funny, but my son actually stopped crying slowly and grinned at us.

My parents also stayed outside the delivery room. When I saw that my son and I were safe and sound, my mother shed tears excitedly, but she immediately wiped away the tears.

At this moment, I understood that I also became the role of "mother".

My body recovered quickly and I was discharged home in a few days.There is an extra child in the family, and it will be different in an instant.

I don’t know if it’s because of my random nature, but my son is very good at eating, and he cries loudly when he’s hungry. The milk will soon run out, and he has to make extra milk powder for him.

Although I watched a lot of videos and books on raising children in advance, I was still a little confused when I actually hugged this soft little ball.

...Can I really raise him well?

"Qingxixi, have you decided on a name for your son?"

As soon as I heard the topic of naming, my mother immediately put down what she was busy with and came over: "Call it Daqi, Edogawa Daqi, he will be a talent."

"It's too ugly." Luanbu refused politely, "My son will hate us in the future."

"Call it Youjian." Yuan Qingyuan also came over and said in a low voice, "Seeing Nanshan leisurely is an ancient Chinese poem. I hope Youjian can live an ordinary and happy life."

I shook my head: "He doesn't necessarily want to spend his life ordinary, maybe he wants to spend his life making waves. I don't know, we don't know. Everything is unknown now."

I had a private conversation with Yuan Qingyuan once, and I solemnly made a request to him, never use the law of karma to look at my son's future.

In my opinion, the known is scarier than the unknown.Once we see his future, we will involuntarily interfere, and even our decisions will affect his life.

"But I will work with Ranpo to try to teach him to be a useful person to society."

This is my exchange condition for Yuan Qingyuan.He said yes.

"Qingxixi, I named him Xiaowai." Luanbu stretched out a finger and handed it to his son to play with. The son held his finger with both hands, smiling from ear to ear, " The name is up to you."

Ranpo probably saw that I have been studying things like name fortune recently, so he gave me the right to choose.

"Call it to stop." I thought for a while and said, "Facing the unknown, it takes courage to move forward, but sometimes, it takes more courage to stop in time."

In a certain sense, stopping is equivalent to stopping losses in time, but it means that all previous efforts and thoughts must be reassured, so most people cannot do it.

I touched my son's tender cheeks, looked into his eyes, and murmured: "Edogawa stop, I hope you have the courage that I don't have, live the life you want, and Mom and Dad will always be with you Around."

Stop tossing people at night and cry more times than ordinary children.My mother sighed and said that it was not difficult to take care of me when I was a child, it must be a random step.

Ranbu wanted to refute, but he didn't know whether he was obedient or not when he was a child, and he couldn't refute, so he pouted.

Seeing his father's action, Zhi Zhi pouted his lips as well.

"Don't imitate me!" Luanbu felt that he had no problem pouting, but his son had a bigger problem, "You are not as cute as me! Don't imitate me!"

My mother helped Zhibu take a shower and asked Luanbu to wipe off the moisture on his body.Luanbu put his face on the stopped butt, and said intoxicatedly: "Little crooked butt is so soft."

He stopped and let out a loud fart.

Ranbu almost jumped up, covered his nose and said, "It stinks, you are too insidious, are you going to smoke your dad to death?"

My mother shook her head helplessly at me: "They are all fathers, and they are still so childish."

Childish Luanbu is sometimes surprisingly reliable when it comes to raising children.

The stop is taken by our parents and us in turn, otherwise no one's body can bear it.At night, I often see Luanbu getting up from bed with his head drooping, making milk for Zhibu sleepily.

Not only that, it took him almost a second to figure out why Zhizhi was crying, and to solve the problem precisely.

Although he would often quarrel with Zhi Biao, complaining that the child should be left to Kunikida Doppo to take care of, but his actions have always been very gentle.

When I stopped for a hundred days, I held a wedding ceremony with Luanbu again.

The wedding location was chosen at Yueying Mountain, where we first met.

The decorations and sets of Mt. Tsukiying were all created by Seiichi Yukimura. He is not only obsessed with tennis, but also with art, which is his forte.

He smiled and said to me: "When Qingxi got married for the first time, I wasn't there, and now I finally made up for it, that's great."

Marui Bunta was in charge of the meals and drinks for the wedding banquet, the accompanying gifts were provided by Grandma Hanamaru’s Meizizi Duck Farm, and Yanagi Renji was in charge of the cost accounting.

The best man invited Akaya Kirihara, and the bridesmaid invited Izuku Midoriya's girlfriend, Ms. Liri Ochako.

The witnesses invited All Might.

All Might gave me a three-second version of the peak performance live, but then deflated and changed back to his original form.

We didn't invite many guests, we only invited our friends and partners from our respective workplaces, and everyone arrived as scheduled.

Except... Chuya Nakahara and Miss Yasuko.

Ms. Yasuko gave up the teacher Natsume she pursued, and also gave up Osamu Dazai's invitation to join the detective agency, and joined the port mafia, serving Mori Ogai.

I asked her, but she didn't tell me the specific reason, she just said that she chased Natsume-sensei, like a silly dog ​​chasing a bird, and would never catch up.

If I asked again, she told me to cherish the life I have now. Since then, she has never replied to any of my emails.

Zhongyuan Zhong is also busy.

After I decided to get back together with Ranpo, I called him and told him everything before and after. He was silent on the phone for a long time.

It was so long that I heard noisy voices in the background, screams, footsteps, gunshots, shouts, but not his own voice.

He didn't speak until those voices disappeared, "How are you doing then?"

This sound, full of exhaustion and sleepiness, I also heard the sound of him pulling out the lighter and lighting a cigarette.

"It's fine now, and I'm probably living the life I dreamed of."

He asked me hoarsely, "What is your ideal life?"

"Someone is with me, willing to give me time, respect and understanding, we can make money together to support our family, and we can discuss everything. This is my ideal life."

"Someone is with you..."

"……Yes."

"I would like to give you time..."

"……Yes."

"Give you respect and understanding..."

"……Yes."

"To make money and support the family together..."

"……Yes."

Zhongyuan Zhong also repeated every sentence, and laughed in a low voice.

I asked him, "Where are you?"

"Berlin."

Berlin is the capital of Germany, and its time difference is eight hours slower than that of Japan.I called him at ten o'clock in the morning, and it was two o'clock at night on his side.

It's too hard to be working at two o'clock in the middle of the night...

"So is your mission over? Can you go home and sleep?" I asked him.

"It's still early." He seemed to puff on his cigarette faintly, and said slowly, "Mafia people have very little vacation time. I won't be returning to China in the second half of the year. I don't have time to attend your wedding. I'll have someone deliver the congratulatory gift. Well, I wish you a happy wedding."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

This is the first time he hangs up on me, along with my unspoken words.In fact, I am still a little confused, because I still don't know why Mori Ogai didn't let him take the book from my hand in the end, but instead tried his best to help until the end.

……

"Qingxixi, come here quickly! We're going to take a photo!"

The random words brought me back to my senses.I looked at him, he was wearing a western-style suit, sitting on a rock, holding our son in his arms and stopping.

Both father and son smiled at me.

This glance was frozen in time, as if it could never be moved away.

Many, many years ago, I climbed to this mountain on a birthday that no one was celebrating, and saw a boy who was desperately eating snacks. At that time, I never thought that I would marry him in the future.

Also married twice.

He must have never thought that he would marry me, twice.

The first thing I said to him at that time was: "Hello."

The first thing he said to me at that time was: "I'm not good."

But now, he held Zhi Zuo in one hand and put his arms around me in the other, smiling and whispering in my ear: "I feel great now."