Josnian's eyes paused slightly, his long eyelashes twitching, but there was still endless depth and tranquility in his eyes.

He responded "Hmm" without any expression.

Meng Chen knew that Master Qiao and Qiao Chengfan had not exchanged a single phone call for such a long time.

Master Qiao has raised the little guy for three years and has never been separated from him for a day.

After such a long time, only Mr. Qiao himself knows the feeling best.

Only Meng Chen knew how much Master Qiao cared about his son.

Qiao Chengfan was like a little angel who accidentally appeared in Josnian's life and lit up Josnian's heart.

Before Qiao Chengfan arrived, perhaps Josnian had never thought about becoming a father, nor had he ever thought about having a child.

Meng Chen didn't say much, he sent a text message to Xiao Zi.

Josnian closed his eyes and looked calm.

Not long after, Josnian's cell phone rang. The number was from London.

His eyelashes fluttered and he opened his eyes, his eyes filled with sparkling light.

"Master Qiao, I'll go get the medicine for you." Meng Chen left on his own initiative and closed the door of the ward.

Josnian raised his hand, his burning gaze fell on the screen of his mobile phone, and he did not look away for a long time.

As a result, Josnian didn't receive the first call.

The second time, Josnian answered: "Hello."

"..." There was silence on the other end.

Then came Xiao Zi's low voice: "Chengfan, talk to dad."

The light in Josnian's eyes burned little by little, from a spark at the beginning to a prairie fire later, his pupils were slightly bright and his eyes were burning.

Qiao Chengfan awkwardly avoided the phone: "I don't want to talk..."

Qiao Chengfan's voice was not loud, but Josnian still heard it.

In an instant, cold rain poured down on my heart, and all the light and fire were destroyed in a matter of seconds.

Little by little, my heart became barren and dark.

Josnian closed his eyes slightly, his face looking even more tired.

The hope that was ignited has disappeared.

On the other end, Xiao Zi whispered a few words into Qiao Chengfan's ear.

At this time, Qiao Chengfan grabbed the phone and said, "You will get better if you rest more."

It's still the same milky voice as always, but the child doesn't know how to hide his emotions, and there's obviously a bit of unhappiness in his voice.

But this voice was so familiar to Josnian.

Josnian smiled: "Did you eat well?"

"Um."

"Are you picky about food?"

"No."

"Are you obedient?"

"Um."

There was an upward curve at the corner of Josnian's lips, which was particularly clear in the sunlight.

"Good." Josnian praised him.

"Stop talking." Qiao Chengfan returned the phone to Xiao Zi and ran away.

Josnian's hand holding the phone paused, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time. There was a broken luster in his eyes.

What penetrates among the limbs and bones is indescribable complexity and desolation.

On the other end, there was no more Qiao Chengfan's voice.

Xiao Zi took the phone awkwardly: "Master Qiao, the little guy happens to be a little busy. I'll ask him to call you later."

"No."

"Then...Master Qiao, take a good rest and take care of yourself."

"Um."

After hanging up the phone, Josnian couldn't hide the traces on his face.

The little guy's voice swayed in front of his eyes. The little guy loved to wear the sweater Ye Jiaqi knitted for him.

"Dad, do the baby's clothes look good? They were knitted by Qiqi! You didn't."

"Dad, the baby doesn't know how to do homework... wuwu, you teach me."
Chapter completed!