But there are not so many if in this world, if there are so many if, will there be no regrets?

But regret is life, doesn't it?

Su Shi, wearing a white sweater and black leather pants, was standing in front of the photo wall for almost an hour.

Su Xiaoqiao looked at her at the dining table, crooked his neck in confusion.

"Mom, do you miss dad too?"

The little girl finally couldn't bear it and asked curiously.

"Yeah." Su Shi retracted her thoughts, nodded, sucked her nose, and looked at Su Xiaoqiao, her lips were raised. "Mum and Xiao Qiao want to miss her father very much."

I really want to miss it.

This kind of miss is probably not related to sex.

But no one can replace it, only time can slowly release her.

She knew very well.

"Dad is in paradise, it is very beautiful there." Su Xiaoqiao comforted Su Shi with a sense of thought, "Mummy is not sad."

Su Shi froze her lips comfortably, then lowered her head and muttered to herself, "Yes, such a good Qiao Chen, must be in a beautiful heaven, God will certainly take care of him."

"Mum, toast." Su Xiaoqiao held her drink cup, slid down from the chair, and trot to Su Shi.

She raised her small face and looked at Su Shi, her innocent smile moved Su Shi ... thanks ... thanks ...

She reached out and touched Xiao Qiao's head. The hand holding the cup also stretched out. She touched Xiao Qiao's cup and made a crisp and sweet sound.

"Cheers."

Su Shi looked up and drank the wine in the glass.

Su Xiaoqiao's children's shoes were not to be outdone.

Then she lifted the cup and stood upside down to show Su Shi, "No drop."

‘噗’ Su Shi laughed, and she looked angrily at Su Xiaoqiao ’s cute little face.

This little thing is quite learnable.

It should be said that the children of Lu Huanyan are so infectious.

Every time Su Xiaoqiao meets her, he always learns something from her and comes back.

"Miss Su Xiaoqiao, let's go to New Year's Eve." Su Ying bent over and held Xiaoqiao up.

The little girl grew taller and heavier, and struggled to hold her up.

Su Shi gritted his teeth and stood up with stubbornness.

Su Xiaoqiao looked at Su Ye and asked, "Mum, isn't the new dad with us for Chinese New Year?"

Su Shi didn't respond for a while, "What?"

New dad? What the hell?

Then she reacted, Ming An Sheng.

But where does the term "new father" start?

Very fresh, this word, she heard it for the first time today.

Su Xiaoqiao said, "Sister Yan Yan said that if my uncle was a dad, it would be my new dad, little dad."

Sure enough, I learned it from Teacher Lu again.

Su Shi smiled, hugged Xiao Qiao and sat down at the dining table, reached out and picked up the mobile phone on the table.

Bright screen, a text message came to her eyes.

Very short content, you can see it in its entirety without disassembling the screen.

‘I miss the baby, but I want the baby more. ’

The sender ‘Ming An Sheng’.

"Mum, who is the new baby of the new dad?"

Su Xiaoqiao's curious voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

She knew Ming Ansheng's name and knew who Ming Ansheng was.

"Nobody." Su Yan quickly opened the screen, smiled and changed the subject. "Shall we call the rogue aunt and sister Yan Yan?