She turned to Qiao Mai and pinned the rose in her fluffy hair: "Sister Mai, you like it here too, right? I know you like it... Last time we were in the movie together, didn't you say you liked living in Hobbit?"
In a room like that of a human being? Dad built this specially for us..."
There is the faint fragrance of roses on the tip of the nose, the sweet smell of the child's breath, and the light radiating from the little face: "Sister Mai, you said you like it here, what do you say...Sister Mai, please promise me that in the future
Can we live here every day? Xiao Qiao’s house... this is our home... I have decided that from today on, you and dad will live here with me every day..."
I decided - I decided -
This child's tone of voice is exactly the same as that of Yi Xiangxi. Is it because he is innocent that he naturally thinks that the world should revolve around him?
Is it because I am absolutely loved that I am so confident! Strong and calm???
Qiao Xiaomai was in a trance, thinking about the past, and the days when his father was sick... Children from poor families always appear weak, timid, and petty; on the contrary, children from rich families are much more generous and calm.
"Sister Mai, for my birthday this year, I invite the children to play at our house. They will definitely like it very much. Do you agree?"
Qiao Xiaomai just smiled and nodded.
Soft snacks in the afternoon, milk tea that the children like, cut fruits, and even a few delicious ice creams... these are all made by Yi Xiangxi's own hands.
He put out everything he knew, tried his best to please, and lived in this beautiful world like a fairy tale - really, if you close your eyes, you will definitely think that this is such a beautiful and warm family.
Smart and lively daughter, sincere husband——
The married life that women in the world dream of is nothing more than this.
"Sister Mai, eat this little muffin. It's delicious. Dad baked it. Dad also makes many snacks. This one is the most delicious..."
The child fed her muffins, and after eating them, she said happily: "Xiaobai, go pick me a handful of yellow roses."
"Only yellow?"
"Yes, just yellow."
The yellow roses are on the opposite hillside. It is a long distance from the flower hall to the hillside. At the door, a new nanny assistant has been waiting to take the children to pick roses.
Yi Xiangxi watched the child jumping away with a smile on his face: "Wheat, you should also try this scone. If you like it, I will often make it for you in the future..."
"Master Yi, the play is over!"
He was startled.
But she kept looking at the direction in which Xiaobai was running. These days, for Xiaobai, she tried hard to play the role of a good wife and mother, and to protect the child's happiness to the greatest extent. However, the New Year holiday always ends, just like a drama.
There is an end.
The play is over.
She said calmly: "Master Yi, I have something to tell you."
He sat up straight and was surprisingly nervous. In his memory, he had never been so nervous even in a big business negotiation.
"I'll give you Xiaobai!"
His eyes widened.
"Xiaobai's custody rights are given to you! From now on, I will no longer compete with you for Xiaobai, nor will I interfere with your education of Xiaobai. You can make full decisions..."
"Mai Xiao, I'm really not what you think. I won't take Xiao Bai away..."