"Xiaobao, be good, Mommy really has something urgent," she held his little hand, "Grandma and Aunt are very nice people; Xiaobao, don't be scared."
He fidgeted, his face unhappy. "I'm not scared. I just want to be with Mommy and Daddy."
Daddy had already come back, but they still hadn't lived together. The little guy inevitably started to panic.
"Xiaobao..." Zhixi had never expected her usually communicative son to be so stubborn today.
"Mommy, I want to go play." He blinked, tears unexpectedly welling in his eyes, "I want Mommy and Daddy to both take me out to play. They do it like that on TV; other kids all have their mommies and daddies."
As he spoke, tears of grievance fell.
Zhixi saw this and was heartbroken.
"Xiaobao..." she kissed his face several times, "There will definitely be a chance in the future. How about you go over with Daddy for now?"
He didn't speak, but his little face was filled with loss.