Gu Junzhu held Ye Xingbei and turned around, "Let's go, let's go back."

Ye Xingbei looked back three times, with deep worries in his eyes.

Gu Junzhu forced her back to the bedroom.

Ye Xingbei sat down in the bed, feeling lost, "Little Tree, Xiaoshu, how did he react like this?"

"He is still young," Gu Junzhu said, "Sometimes it is normal that you can't tell whether dreams are reality or reality. Moreover, the plane is bumpy all the way, and he is very tired, and it is easier to confuse his memory. If he doesn't take the initiative to talk to you tomorrow, don't talk to him. Maybe when he gets up tomorrow, he tells you that he had a dream last night, and you just respond, don't say anything, just wait and see what happens."

Ye Xingbei closed his eyes and beat his head in pain, "Why did I forget to close the door?"

Gu Junzhu grabbed her wrist, sat down beside her, and took her into her arms, "We coaxed them to sleep before returning to the room. Who knew that he would wake up when he fell asleep?"

He hugged her and said softly in her ear, "Lie is a lie. Since it is a lie, it will be exposed sooner or later. No matter what happens, it is the arrangement of fate. Things have happened. Regret is useless, and it is useless to be upset. We should deal with it actively and minimize the losses. That's all."

Ye Xingbei lay on his shoulder, tears fell silently, "I originally thought I could hide it from Xiaoshu at least in his teenage years."

"Teenagers are puberty, and puberty children are more rebellious and prone to extremes," Gu Junzhu said. "If the little seedlings know the truth during puberty, it's not worse."

Ye Xingbei burst into tears silently and choked and said, "How great would it be if Xiaoshu could never know for the rest of his life."

"That's impossible," Gu Junzhu said, "Xiaoshu is so smart. His life experience is not a secret. He can find out if he pays a little attention, and it can't be hidden."

"I know, I know." Ye Xingbei cried and snuggled into his arms, hugged his neck, buried his cheeks on his shoulders, and sobbed quietly, "But I am still sad. I can't bear to leave me. I don't want Xiaoshu to be like when I was a child. I hope he is the happiest and happiest child in the world."

"Of course he is different from when you were a child," Gu Junzhu stroked her spine and said, "You had nothing when you were a child. There are us in the little tree. How could he be like you?"

Ye Xingbei understands these principles.

But she was still sad.

Perhaps, since she stepped onto the sad place in Jiangcheng, she began to suppress her, and the exposure of the little tree seedling's life experience became an vent, giving her a reason to cry.

Gu Junzhu no longer advised her, but just hugged her silently, stroked her, and kissed her.

He knew that negative emotions are more harmful to the body if they are accumulated in the heart. It is good for the body to vent.

Ye Xingbei cried for a long time, lay in Gu Junzhu's arms, and fell asleep in a drowsy and deep sleep.

Maybe she was too tired, she had a nightmare all night but didn't suffer from insomnia.

The next day, she woke up early.

When she opened her eyes, she did not stay in bed for a while and got up again, and she got up in a flash.

After changing her clothes, she went to Xiao Shuerer's bedroom.

Ling Yue was awake and was sitting on the bed reading a book.

The saplings are still sleeping.

Ye Xingbei walked over quietly and touched the forehead of the sapling.

fine.

Body temperature journey, no fever.
Chapter completed!