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n“Uncle, you can hug Sangsang if you are feeling unhappy!”

n“…” Shen Chuchen’s mouth opened slightly upon hearing her naive and innocent words. He continued leaning on the wall and smiled lightly, thinking that she was so innocently cute.

n“Go to bed.” The man patted the little girl’s back, “Aren’t you going to school tomorrow?”

nShen Chuchen’s voice was as sloppy as usual, looking as if he wasn’t the one who felt lonely.

nThe little thing widened her round cat eyes and stood there stubbornly without moving, asking hesitantly again, “Are you really not going to hug Sangsang?”

nYe Sang turned her face away and looked prideful but warm with her lips pursed together, “My grandpas had to line up to hug me before.”

nShen Chuchen squatted down and he wanted to laugh. He poked the little thing’s dimples with his long and slim fingers, sounding hoarse, “People need to line up to hug you?”

n“Did you know that people who want to hug me can line up from here all the way overseas to another country?”

nShen Chuchen had a high status and many others have tried to shove many women to him, but without a doubt, they all failed.

nLater on, some weird families stopped giving him women, but children.

nWhen Shen Chuchen saw rows of crying children asking for hugs, his inner self crumbled apart.

nYe Sang pouted and mumbled, “Uncle is a liar.”

nLiar Shen: “….”

nHe poked the little thing’s forehead lightly and smiled, “Go back to sleep.”

nHe would always stay up in the living room for the entire night on his mother’s death anniversary.

nHe won’t sleep.

nAnd he doesn’t dare to sleep.

nThe little thing heard him and sat down on the floor, her innocent face looking rather melancholic.

n“Uncle can’t sleep either?” She asked dryly.

nShen Chuchen’s temples throbbed as Ye Sang looked like she was ready to settle down in the living room. He strode towards her and wanted to pick her up.

nBut when he walked in closer, the little thing familiarly hugged his thigh and smiled, “Ye Sangsang can’t sleep either.”

nShen Chuchen, who sensed something soft on his thigh, stared.”…”

nHe wanted to throw her off but he was worried that he’d hurt her, he could only tolerate patiently and asked back with a smile, “Why can’t you sleep?”

nWhat do brats do nowadays when they don’t sleep?

nThinking about life?

nShen Chuchen inhaled deeply and he was on the verge of being driven mad.

nYe Sang hugged his thighs tightly and pouted so much that a bottle of oil could hang from her lips. She whispered:

n“Sangsang is getting her parents called to school.”

nShen Chuchen: “…” That’s none of my business.

nThe man put the little thing down on the couch and sat next to her, lighting a cigarette as he watched her with amusement.

nThe little thing swayed her legs while sitting down and shook her head, “Uncle… if you help me and go to kindergarten with me tomorrow, Sangsang can sleep with you tonight.”

nShen Chuchen smoked lazily and sneered slightly, “Do I want you to sleep with me?”

nYe Sang pouted unhappily after getting rejected and the strand of hair standing on top of her head stood up again.

nShen Chuchen saw it and poked it. He felt much better after seeing her frowning face and spoke leisurely, “…Well, I could go to the kindergarten for you.”

nBefore the little thing’s eyes stayed lit up for a few seconds, Shen Chuchen continued, “But only under the circumstances that you tell uncle why you are having a parent-teacher conference.”

nYe Sang hesitated for a few seconds. She pondered the difference between getting beaten up by Huo Yao and telling the truth, she eventually spoke up earnestly, “Because of a fight.”

nShen Chuchen bit his cigarette and his smile froze, “You fought at school?”

nThe little thing nodded, “Yes.”

nShen Chuchen cleared his throat and straightened his back a little. He leaned his charming face in front of Ye Sang and didn’t want to give up, “Are you sure you fought at school, not getting beat up one-sidedly?”

nYe Sang shook her head and explained slowly, “Because he smashed something on me, Su Ruirui and Ye Niannian pinned him to the ground and fought him.”

nAnd of course, the result was that all four of them had their parents notified.

nShen Chuchen’s focus was clearly different from normal people. He pulled his lips and asked coolly, “….Who smashed something at you?”

nThe little thing swayed her legs and spit out two words crisply, “Zhao Yuan!”

n“… Zhao Yuan?”

nShen Chuchen pondered for a while and picked out the Zhao family from his memory. If he didn’t remember it wrong, Head Zhao was proud of having a son at an old age and invited many families over for his son’s one-month celebration party.

nOf course, Shen Chuchen was on the invitation list.

nBut at that time he didn’t bother to go to a small family’s one-month celebration party.

nAnd naturally, as time passed, he completely forgot about this person.

nShen Chuchen raised an eyebrow and looked like he was smiling but he wasn’t, “Did you smash something back at him?”

nThe little thing shook her head blankly.

nThe man stood up and smiled, “Alright.”

nHe yawned lazily and chased her to bed, “I’ll help you smash him back.”

nShen Chuchen didn’t ask for the details and left a scary sentence before standing up and leaving.

nThe little thing stared blankly and tilted her head to the side. The man finished talking and picked her up, heading upstairs with her.

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n“Uncle…” The little thing half drooped her head and called, unwilling to give up.

n“If you are sad,” Ye Sang pouted, “I could comfort you…”

nShen Chuchen smiled and waved his hands, rushing her to bed, “Forget it, go sleep already.”

nHe wasn’t so fragile that he needed a little girl to comfort him.

nThe little thing pouted unhappily as she watched Shen Chuchen going into his bedroom and mercilessly shut the door behind him.

nWith a loud ‘bang‘, he completely blocked off Ye Sang.

n…

nThe man walked into his bedroom and lazily distinguished his cigarette.

nWhen everything surrounding him returning to silence, he leaned against the wall in a trance. Half of his face was buried in the shadows and after a while, his lips curved upwards and he smiled lightly.

nPerhaps he understood now.

nHe understood why someone like Huo Yao became soft-hearted for that little thing again and again.

nIt’s a shame that…

nHe wasn’t Huo Yao.

nWhether it was in the past or present, he was always alone.

nThe room was silent. After quite a while, the door was pushed open quietly.

nShen Chuchen looked up lazily and under the dim light, he saw the little thing coming in through the door.

nYe Sang hesitated for a while but eventually stumbled towards him with her short legs.

nWhen Shen Chuchen slowly bent down, the little thing threw herself into his arms, mumbling, “D-don’t be sad.”

n“I’ll hug you instead.”

nAfter a puse, the little thing looked up with bright eyes and added crisply, “You don’t need to line up this time.”

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