544: The Nth Day Without The Little Villain

The Nth Day Without The Little Villain

However, it was also inconvenient for him to send An Yuan to the hospital under such circumstances. Su Shengjing could only wipe her face with a cold towel and bring her water.1

In the second half of the night, An Yuan's body temperature finally dropped. Only then did she groggily close her eyes and fall asleep.

Su Shengjing heaved a sigh of relief. However, when she woke up the next morning, it would be difficult to explain.

***

Su Shengjing turned around and left the room. As soon as he stepped out of the room, he was surprised to see Su Jiu standing by the door, "Baby, you're still awake?"

Su Jiu did not want to admit that she wanted to peek and eavesdrop on them. Caught red-handed, she hadn't expected that her father would come out.

She stuck out her tongue. "Daddy wasn't there. I couldn't sleep. I need Daddy."

A gentle smile appeared in Su Shengjing's eyes. Yes, this feeling of being needed by a child feels really nice.

He carried the little girl to the master bedroom and placed her on the bed. After she crawled under the covers, Su Shengjing bent down and kissed her forehead. Then, he smiled and asked, "Baby, do you want Daddy to sing or read you a story?"

The little girl replied without thinking, "A story!"

"Okay, Daddy will tell you a story. But after you hear it, you have to sleep. It's already very late. Okay?"

Su Shengjing sat against the headboard and picked up a fairy tale book to read Su Jiu a story. Even though the little girl had heard those fairy tales many times, she still liked them.

Su Jiu wrapped herself in a thick blanket and comfortably lay inside it to listen to the story. As she listened to it, she could not help but think of the little villain, who was far away from her.

Little villain…

It had been some time since he had left. Although he would call her from time to time, Su Jiu still missed him.

She especially missed the days when her father was busy with work and she would sleep over in Rong Si's house. At night, Auntie Song would read her stories in a gentle voice like her father was doing now.

The little villain would listen too. Usually, Su Jiu would fall asleep after listening to the story. When she woke up the next day, she would always be covered with a blanket. Furthermore, she often slept alone in the little villain's bed, while he had to squeeze with Auntie Song.

Yet, the little villain never complained.

What a good baby! I really miss him!

***

On the other side, Rong Si was still awake in an ordinary residential area in the small city.

The desk lamp was dimly lit on the desk in the room, illuminating a small area. The hour hand was pointing at 1 am, but Rong Si was still doing revision questions. He could already do the third-grade questions now. If he worked harder, he could also learn the high school curriculum in advance.

The light shone on his exquisite little face. There were bruises at the corner of his mouth as if he had fought with someone. However, the kid did not care about them at all. He pursed his lips tightly and focused on scribbling down answers to the questions.

Song Wanqiu had thought that her son was asleep. She had just woken up to check on him out of habit. However, she did not expect him to still be doing his revisions. It startled her a little. "Ah Si, why are you still studying so late at night? Go to sleep."

Rong Si shook his head, the pen in his hand not stopping. "I want to study for a while more."

Song Wanqiu walked closer to take a look and was even more surprised when she realized that he was working on a third-grade math problem book.

She knew that this child had always been quite good in his studies and never needed her to worry about him. She also knew that he was very smart and did not seem to have any difficulty when tackling more advanced problems. However, his progress was still beyond her imagination.

Besides, it was unusual for him to be studying so late.

Song Wanqiu caressed his head and worriedly asked, "Is there something on your mind? Can you tell me?"

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