Chapter 2687 Why Are You Crying?

Looking at Ye Junqing focusing on the painting, the head teacher sighed: "At that time, the students' task was to draw a family. Lele only drew her and her mother. She didn't draw the position of her father, but wrote the word "father"..."

"At that time, a teacher asked Lele why she didn't draw her father. She just shook her head and didn't say anything. The child who was usually lively and active was particularly silent at that moment. It was really distressing."

"We guessed that maybe Lele's father didn't like her, and he might not be very good to her mother. After all, we never saw Lele's father come to pick her up. Even if there was a class meeting or a parent-child activity, other children were accompanied by their parents, only Lele sat by the side, watching with some envy..."

"This child is sensible! She never troubles her mother. Every time there is a parent-child activity, she will find the teacher and ask the teacher not to tell her mother. We asked why Then, Lele said that her mother would be sad if she knew and would cry in the middle of the night..."

"Hey, why is she sad, why is she crying, it must be because of her father. These days, there are all kinds of people. They don't like such a good child. Maybe they favor boys over girls! But what era is it, and there are still such thoughts..."

"I don't know how Lele's mother raised her child. I saw her mother from a distance once. She was very beautiful, not just beautiful, but very thin. Lele said that when she was a child, her mother was reluctant to give her anything to eat..."

"When Lele was sick, no one took care of her. She had a high fever and told the teacher not to tell her mother..."

"Every time parents came to pick up other children, Lele would look at them with envy, but said nothing..."

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The headmaster couldn't say anything more and sighed.

Ye Junqing listened, his heart was torn, as if a knife was stirring in his heart.

This feeling is very strange, just like the feeling five years ago when he learned that Li Zhen had died, even breathing hurt.

As the headmaster was talking, he looked up and found that the big man in front of him was crying.

"Sir, you... why are you crying?"

Ye Junqing came back to his senses and touched his eyes. Did he cry? Crying?

Ye Junqing trembled all over. He actually had something that didn't belong to him. He hadn't cried since his mother passed away. Tears were what he hated the most. He actually had them.

The headmaster felt that she shouldn't have said this.

It might have hit the man's self-esteem. She quickly said, "Sir, don't be embarrassed. Men don't cry easily because they haven't reached the point of sadness."

Ye Junqing thought about this sentence and shed tears. Was it because he was sad?

That was his daughter! How could he not love her? He had no relatives in this world. That father was not considered his relative, but he had a daughter now. Lele, what a nice name. He didn't dare to hope for it or think about it before.

When he was a child, he also longed to be loved and spoiled by his father and mother. Later, it was proved that everything was a dream, so he would never think about it again. Later, when he met Li Zhen, he was immersed in joy for a while, and also thought about having his own family and a child. He would give the child the best fatherly love and care for the child in his own way.

But when he really had a daughter, he realized that he had made the child suffer so much.

The head of the kindergarten looked at the man immersed in sadness and couldn't help asking: "Sir, who are you to Lele?"

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