The little Fu Bao in the photo looks even younger than she is now, with a bright smile on her face. Behind her, stands an elderly nun wearing gray monk robes. Although she is already tall, her back is still straight and her face is kind. She really has a certain personality.
He looks like an eminent monk.
Little Fubao gently touched the photo with his little hand and murmured in a low voice: "Amitabha, master, don't worry in the world over there! Fubao will take good care of himself! He will also fulfill the master's instructions and find his own biological child.
Parents!"
Her voice was small, but it stood out in this quiet flat.
Sang Wanzhou, who had not yet completely gone out, heard little Fubao's muttering and couldn't help but stop and look back at her.
Xiao Fubao's fair and tender side face is delicate and cute, with deep longing in his eyes. His white and tender little hands kept stroking the photo without crying or fussing.
Completely different from ordinary children.
Sang Wanzhou's heart throbbed inexplicably, but he didn't know why he had this emotion. It came out of nowhere.
That night, little Fubao lay on this big and soft bed for the first time and couldn't fall asleep for a long time.
"Click——"
The door was suddenly opened, and Sang Wanzhou walked in hot and steamy in pajamas, his hair still wet.
"Why haven't you slept yet?" Sang Wanzhou walked in and turned on a bedside lamp. His delicate and handsome face was slightly illuminated by the light, and his cold eyes were imprinted with a warm light.
Little Fubao turned over on the bed to face him, and said in a sweet voice: "Well, this is the first time that Fubao sleeps alone. Before, in the temple, when the master was there, he slept with the master. When the master was away,
, it means Jingyin sleeps with Fu Bao."
Sang Wanzhou said nothing, sitting on the edge of the bed wiping his hair.
After a few seconds of silence, he slowly said, "Are you afraid?"
Little Fu Bao shook her head. The weak light shone on her soft and tender face, which made her look particularly pitiful. What she said could not help but arouse pity: "Fu Bao is not afraid. Fu Bao is just thinking that the master will not be with Fu Bao at night."
Will she be lonely when she goes to sleep? Master needs Fu Bao to hold her arm every time to fall asleep!"
Sang Wanzhou: "."
After listening to her words, Sang Wanzhou unexpectedly showed a touch of tenderness in his eyes, just like the pair who greeted each other with smiles and gentleness five years ago. He reached out and rubbed her head: "I think, you
Master probably has the same idea as you. Go to sleep, there will be a live broadcast tomorrow, don’t get up."
"Okay, good night, brother." After saying this softly and softly, little Fu Bao closed his eyes.
Sang Wanzhou turned off the light for her, and the dim room was extremely quiet. The only sound was the sound of Sang Wanzhou wiping her hair from time to time.
He waited until he heard little Fubao's even breathing before he went out slowly and gently.
Early the next morning, the variety show staff came to the door with various equipment.
"The live broadcast starts in one minute."
"Ten, nine, eight three, two, one."
The live broadcast room is already packed with millions of viewers, waiting for the live broadcast to begin.
The format of this live broadcast room is split-screen. There are five screens in total. Every participating guest can see it. If you want to watch the live broadcast separately, you can click to enter a separate live broadcast room.
【Ah ah ah! I have been looking forward to it for a long time! It finally begins!】
[The program team is so bad! They still haven’t told us who the guests will be in this episode! It’s so appetizing!]
[Look, look, look! There is a picture! There is a picture! 】
“Tuk-tuk-tuk.”
The people from the program crew knocked on Sang Wanzhou's door first, and a cute voice came from the house: "Here we come!"