A little girl wearing a cute pink cake skirt stood in the middle of the hall with her lips pouting. All the passers-by looked at her. She had slightly curly hair and an off-white hat. The child's face was pink.
Everyone who saw it wanted to touch it. Everyone marveled at the mother's vision and even more at how beautiful the child was.
"Mom, when I grow up, I want to marry such a beautiful woman." A little boy walked past holding his mother's hand, pointing at the little girl in front of him and shouting exaggeratedly.
His mother smiled and touched his head: "Okay, okay, it depends on what you are capable of when you grow up. Come on, dad is waiting for us."
The cute little girl was not happy at all after hearing this, and frowned tightly.
When the boy and his mother passed by her, she suddenly stretched out her hand, gestured like a pistol, pointed it at the little boy, and shouted: "Pah - pah -"
"Ou Xiaoyang, you are not good, what are you doing to this little brother behind your back?" A young woman in a white coat squatted in front of her, stretched out her hand and tapped her forehead.
The child destroyed her hand in disgust and turned away: "He is not a little brother, he is a big bastard!"
"I'm a brat, what do you know? Here, you want the ice cream." Handing the thing in her hand to her, she added, "My ancestors, are you sure you want to eat this in such a cold weather?"
Yangyang said nothing and took a big bite: "An Yi, why hasn't your man come to pick you up?"
She pulled the child over and warned her solemnly: "Mommy, tell you again, don't use words like this. That's Daddy, remember?"
She took another sip and ignored An Yi's words.
On a bench not far away, a child about the same age as Yangyang was also paying attention.
Footsteps sounded from behind him. He turned around and saw the man's tall figure approaching him. He jumped down and called affectionately: "Daddy!" He hugged the man's slender legs with his little hands. He looked down at the child,
She touched his head, but did not lean over to hug him. The child did not appear unhappy, as if he was used to everything.
In the eyes of the world, the only people closest to him are women.
One beautiful woman after another.
"Master, are you back?" The woman's voice sounded, always cold and calm.
The man glanced at her, then returned to the child underneath, caressed his smooth face, and said: "Bertha, didn't I tell you not to bring him to pick you up at the airport in the future? The airport is crowded and unsafe.
."
Bertha lowered her head: "Yes..."
The child still hugged his legs and said with a smile: "Daddy, Xuan Xuan came here after pestering Aunt Bertha."
"Yeah." He smiled faintly, and it wasn't clear whether he was happy or unhappy. He just asked, "What were you looking at just now?"
After he heard it, Xuanxuan remembered something, pointed in front of him and said, "Here, that girl is very beautiful!"
Lai Qijun looked in the direction he pointed, where he could only see two back figures. For some reason, a strange feeling arose in his heart, an indescribable feeling.
An Yi took the child and walked out of the hall. The weather outside was nice and sunny.
But she took a deep breath. She had left this city for five years and never dared to come back. If Ou Ze hadn't insisted on her coming with him this time, she would never have come, definitely.
Holding Yangyang's hand and standing at the door, the child raised his little face and looked at her: "Why don't you give Daddy a call?"
She smiled and shook her head. In the past five years, she seemed to have never called Ou Ze. Every time, it was him who called to ask what she needed to do or where to go. Maybe she was used to it, because everything,
She doesn't have to think about it, that man will arrange everything for her.
So, it's easy for her.
Maybe she was a very lazy person. Too lazy to think and care. She held Yangyang's hand and tightened slightly. The only thing she wanted was her child.
This was true five years ago, and it is true now.
The phone rang, and Ou Ze's always gentle voice came from the other end: "Where are you? I'm here."
"Yangyang and I are outside the west door, yes, facing the road."
The black Volvo quickly stopped in front of them, the door was opened, and a man in a silver-gray suit got out.
"Daddy!" The child beside An Yi had already rushed over. Ou Ze squatted down, let the child hook his neck, and kissed him hard, "Daddy, you forgot to shave!
"
Ou Ze smiled gently, but frowned when he saw Yang Yang's dress.
After getting in the car, Yangyang finally couldn't help it and pulled off the off-white hat. What was shocking was that "her" beautiful curly hair was also pulled off and left behind ruthlessly.
Sitting on the seat, "she" pouted and said, "It's so annoying, why do you have to pretend that I'm a little girl? I'm going to be besieged by bastards all the way!"
Yangyang had already taken off his skirt, but suddenly, a big hand pressed down on Yangyang's body: "Don't take it off! Just wear these clothes obediently here, do you hear me!"
She didn't want to do that, but she didn't know how much he looked like his father. What if he really looked like him? What if someone recognized him when he came back this time? Thinking like this, she would feel better
Fear.
Asking him to pretend to be a girl would make him unrecognizable.
But she couldn't explain any of this to him, not even a word.
Yangyang was frightened. Ever since he could remember, she had never heard her mother speak to her in such a stern tone. She squeezed her lips, cried out "Wow", and got in front to hug Ou.