Then, he slipped out of Ye Huanyu's arms and ran into the room with his little body.
The rustling sounds sounded like rummaging through boxes and cabinets.
After a while, he trotted back holding a stack of picture albums.
Panting, she handed the picture album to her mother. A hint of pink appeared on her emotionless face, "Here is Chenchen's hope——"
Ye Huanyu took the picture album from the child and opened it page by page...
My heart becomes tighter and tighter with each painting.
Until the last scene, her eyes suddenly became hot——
It was a sunny outskirts, in a green field full of small yellow rapeseed flowers.
Her green-white fingertips pointed at the person wearing a floral hat in the painting, "This is mom, right?"
Chenchen nodded.
Then, she pointed to another child who was lying lazily on the flowers, wearing a firework perm and toad glasses, "This is Yangyang."
Then, another child who was exactly the same as Yangyang, with short hair, stood quietly behind the man in the floral hat. His quiet face showed tranquil happiness. She smiled: "This is you."
at last……
She found a cold man in a suit and sunglasses in the flowers, far away, "This is you, dad..."
It is obviously a family of four under the beautiful scenery of the sun. It should be a family of four as warm as the spring breeze.
But under Chenchen's brush, a touch of sadness was painted. They were a family of four, but not one family...
Her eyes tightened, and she raised her eyes to look at the child, "Chenchen hopes that mommy will be gentler to daddy?"
Chenchen shook his head, and after a long while he replied dully, "Chenchen only hopes... that dad likes mom..." And he will no longer expect that dad will like him...
It touched her heart.
He didn't say that he hoped his mother would like his father, but that he hoped his father would like his mother.
What a considerate child.
Her eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and she sniffed her sore nose, "Silly boy, do you know that your hope... will eventually turn into despair?"
How could Qi Yemo like her?
She didn't want to lie to Chenchen, or have him have extravagant hopes that could never be realized, "So, mom just hopes that you two brothers will be well, and I don't ask for anything else!"
"..." Chenchen was silent.
*
After Ye Huanyu took a few days off from school on behalf of Chenchen.
I quickly called Yangyang again.
Knowing that the child was still in bed, she couldn't help but sigh: "You little lazy boy, the sun is shining on your butt and buttocks, why don't you get up?"
Yangyang muttered, reluctantly, "I can't see the sun anymore, Yangyang's life is dark..."
"Who dares to steal the sunshine from our baby Yangyang? Mom will definitely find that person to settle the score!" She softened her heart and coaxed, "Yangyang, good boy, get up quickly and go see you. Is dad still at home?
?”
"Oh." Yangyang rubbed his eyes and climbed up from the bed, still holding the phone tightly in his hand.
He ran out of the door with his bare feet.
Ye Huanyu could hear the ping-ping-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong sound made by the boy on the other end of the phone.
Like a little detective, Yangyang searched every room, "There's nothing in the living room, not in the big bedroom, not in the guest bedroom... not in the kitchen, not in the bathroom... not even a toilet! Oh, there's not one at home!"
People, the report is complete!"
Listening to Yangyang's high-pitched childish voice, Ye Huanyu couldn't help but feel happy, and suddenly thought about it, there seemed to be one place Yangyang hadn't gone to, "Balcony, honey, go to the panoramic balcony and have a look!"
Yangyang held up the phone and ran to the balcony obediently.
Ye Huanyu suddenly heard Yangyang's "Wow--" and his heart skipped a beat!