She entered the bathroom door before she closed, Yao Yi followed her in. She looked up at Yao Yi and asked, "What are you doing?"
"What’s wrong with you?"
"It's not much. I'm tired, take a shower and go to bed." Wan Qianqian pursed his lips, his tone very ordinary.
"Don't feel well?"
"No."[
"Do you want the children in the orphanage?"
"..." Wan Qianqian was silent and did not answer, and waves of bitterness surged into his heart. He was as smart as him, and he was strong in his mind, but he didn't understand her thoughts and couldn't guess what her little emotion was for.
If it were her, maybe with a look, he would know what she was thinking and what help she needed.
Wan Qianqian reached out and pushed Yao Yi out of the door, "You go out first, I'm going to wash up, so sleepy."
"Qianqian."
"What are you doing?" Wan Qianqian finally couldn't help but turn red in his eyes, lowered his head and bit his lip, and stood like this, his height was only as high as Yao Yi's collarbone.
Dong
Suddenly there was a sound in the room, and then Pei Ruomian's cry came, "Mama...Mama..."
Wan Qianqian was shocked and rushed out of the bathroom and headed straight for the bedroom, with Yao Yi following closely behind.
When I arrived at the room, I saw Pei Ruomian sitting on the ground, tilting my head, crying loudly. Seeing Wanqian and Yao Yi crying even harder, I pointed to my forehead and cried, "Mama, it hurts..."
Wan Qianqian squatted down and hugged Pei Ruomian, looked at the place where her little finger pointed, and reached out to touch her, knowing that she had fallen off the bed.
Yao Yi took the medicine box and applied the swelling ointment to relieve swelling. He asked nervously, "Does Mianmian feel any more uncomfortable?"
"No, Mom hug me."
The little guy was too sleepy and fell asleep again while crying. Wan Qianqian sat on the bed and hugged Pei Ruomian so much, looking down at her sleeping little face.
The bag on the forehead gradually faded away, and the piece was blue and purple, touched it with his hands with heartache.
Yao Yi whispered to her, "Put it on the bed | go to bed."
This time, Wan Qianqian put Pei Ruomian on the big bed, afraid that she would fall down again, so he leaned on the head of the bed tiredly. He just heard a thud, and then heard the child crying, which scared her so much that she was still in shock.
Yao Yi sat down next to her, reached out and held her hand, "Qianqian, Happy New Year."
Wan Qianqian bent his lips and smiled bitterly, "Qianqian, Happy New Year."[
He stood up and walked out of the door. After leaving the room, Yao Yi grabbed her, "Speak up if you have anything unhappy."
His tone was a little impatient, and Wan Qianqian's heart thrust for a while. It was not painful, but it just felt like he couldn't breathe. After being with Yao Yi for several years, he finally shed tears for the first time.
"When can you see my mind at a glance? When can you stretch out your noble hands so quickly when I and Mianmian need it? When can you feel that you are still standing by your side when you are in a daze?
Have a me? When can you exchange all your holiday blessings for thousands of I love you?"
"If I don't say it doesn't mean I don't feel it!"
After saying that, Wanqianqian said tremblingly, he broke away from Yao Yi's hand, rushed into the bathroom, closed the door, pressed his hands on the sink, and tears fell down.
Yao Yi stood there and kept echoing the whole bunch of questions just now. It turned out that he had ignored so many things. Yes, she had never said that one of them had maintained that way for several years.