Chapter 913

Tang Li hummed.

Concise, but full of firmness.

Just like when she mentioned her attitude of having a child on the phone.

"Having a child also means having an extra responsibility on your shoulders." Song Boyan's gaze on Tang Li's face became more and more gentle: "The time limit for this responsibility is not a month or a day, but a decade or more. , have you really considered that you want to take on this responsibility at this time?"

Child, not a toy.

If you don't like the toy you bought, you can throw it away at will.

But not children.

Tang Li naturally understood the difference.

In a village in southern Yunnan, she had never seen a mother abandon her child.

For a woman, one more child equals one more bond, and this bond is bound to make her lose something.

"At your age, I had many ambitions, but I never thought about starting a family."

Tang Li heard the words and looked at Song Boyan again.

Song Boyan added: "Being crowned at 20 is not just adding a number to the original age."

"..." Tang Li couldn't help clenching his knees.

In her life plan, of course, it is not only about getting married and having children.

It's just that after thinking about a few years later, she will be a little more urgent about having children.

It's always good to leave something.

When he was wandering too far, his left hand on his knee was wrapped.

The man's palm covered the heat on the back of her hand, Tang Li raised his head again, a few rays of sunlight escaped the white gauze and leaked on the shoulders of Song Boyan's shirt, a sigh swept across her ear: "Tang Li, I'm just an ordinary person. , has a selfish side, that's why he is greedy for your youth."

"Knowing that you are still young and will meet better people in the future, I still choose to keep you by my side."

Song Boyan said, and squeezed Tang Li's hand a little: "I've been selfish for a while, and I shouldn't let the child stop you."

Tang Li didn't answer immediately.

If she wants to be an eagle, Song Boyan is that nest.

Song Boyan was obviously more willing to watch her fly high than to keep her cut feathers in front of him.

After a long time, Tang Li put his right hand on Song Boyan's lap.

This action is not so much a comfort, but a self-entrustment.

"Actually, it doesn't matter."

she says.

Tang Li looked up again and met Song Boyan's deep and gentle eyes, "I want to have a child, not because of your mother or to consolidate this relationship, but because I want you to be the father of my child."

Speaking of it later, I also remembered the scene of meeting outside the Tan Palace in my previous life.

The more real you have, the more afraid of the past reappearing.

Tang Li couldn't help but put his face on Song Boyan's lap and said, "If the child is born like you and you are not at home in the future, I will not miss you too much when I look at him."

Song Boyan looked at the girl who was leaning on his body, and at the snow-white skin around her neck. He stroked the top of her head with his left hand, and rubbed the back of her ear with his thumb across her long hair.

"Besides, I was the one who coveted you first."

Tang Li's correction came softly: "You're at best dizzy."

From beginning to end, she was the culprit.

"It's all said to be dizzy, so let me enjoy myself for a few more years." When Tang Li raised his face, Song Boyan's thumb lightly touched the corner of her eye, and there seemed to be a sigh in his words: "Don't be distracted."

The last half of the sentence is a sugar-coated cannonball.

Tang Li was very clear in his heart, but suddenly he stopped insisting.

When she got into the car heading for the crew, she looked at the majestic Tan Palace, and hugged her backpack in her arms.

From that moment on, the child has become unimportant.

The important thing is only Song Boyan.

Adjust your schedule, see you early tomorrow!