Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
He was trying to get into her good books.
He had lost control previously and scared Xiaojiao. He was trying to change her impression of him for the better.
He wasn’t hoping that he could call him ‘Daddy’. The least he could do was be a good Uncle to her.
“Mm.”
Ming Ansheng gazed eagerly at Xiaojiao, and he was ecstatic when he saw her nod. He stood up and grabbed her hand. “Let’s go to the area with fewer people. The kite will fly easier that way.”
“Like a plane?” Su Xiaojiao blinked innocently at him.
Ming Ansheng smiled and nodded. “Yes, like a plane.”
Seeing Su Xiaojiao’s chubby face, he really wanted to kiss her.
But he didn’t want Su Yue to worry or stress about it.
So in the end, all he did was to smile.
“Like this. Hold this with one hand and grab onto the string with your other hand. Pull it gently like this, a few times.”
The kite was starting to ascend into the sky. Ming Ansheng hugged Xiaojiao from behind and patiently guided her.
Su Yue was standing more than ten meters away from them. She was watching them, unmoving.
She didn’t know how to fly a kite, and nobody taught her how to.
Back then, when Jiao Chen brought her here to fly kites, she only stood by the side, not once joining in.
She didn’t know why but she wasn’t in the least interested in these activities. Perhaps she had become numb from envying other children when she was younger.
Thinking back, Jiao Chen was really the one who took care of Xiaojiao all these years. Su Yue only made them breakfast every morning.
Now that Jiao Chen was gone, she realized that the only thing she could do for Xiaojiao now was to prepare three meals a day for her and solve puzzles with her at home.
Xiaojiao was no longer laughing as hard as she did when Jiao Chen was still around.
“Mommy, come quickly.”
Xiaojiao suddenly called her. Su Yue broke out of her reverie and looked over.
The butterfly kite was already soaring in the sky, way up high.
“It’s so high. It’s flying so high,” Su Xiaojiao yelled in excitement.
Su Yue smiled.
He hasn’t seen her radiant and beautiful face in more than a month.
Ming Ansheng turned to look at her and his smile widened.
Suddenly, the kite string slipped out of his hand.
He broke out of his stupor, but the kite string was already unraveling, making the kite fly higher and further away.
“Kite is flying away,” Su Xiaojiao anxiously yelled.
Seeing that the string was reaching its maximum length, without thinking, Ming Ansheng ran after it, leaped into the air, and grabbed the string in mid-air.
He pulled the kite back.
The wind wasn’t exceptionally strong, but the kite was flying very resolutely.
Ming Ansheng pulled it with force, but the kite only lowered slightly.
“Uncle is incredible,” Su Xiaojiao praised as she ran up to him with a face of admiration.
Ming Ansheng squatted down and wrapped his arm around Xiaojiao’s body. He smiled and said, “Uncle almost let the kite fly away, but this time, Uncle will definitely hold onto it tightly.”
Every time he used the word ‘Uncle’, he hesitated.
“Xiaojiao, let’s play something else.” Su Yue suddenly hastened her speed and carried Xiaojiao. She turned around and walked in another direction.
The warm body in his embrace suddenly disappeared. He stared blankly after Su Yue.
He was confused but more disappointed.
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