Yang Zimei was holding her cell phone, standing in the middle of the courtyard, looking up at the sky.
I vaguely saw a silvery bright spot moving through the white clouds...
Is that the plane that Long Zhutian is on?
Why on earth did he have to leave when he only had time for a little hug?
Just now she saw that there were many marks on the table next to the soft couch that were unintentionally poked by his fingers.
It can be seen how anxious he is in his heart.
What happened?
Lan Yaya pushed Xiao Qian in, sat next to her, and asked, "Brother Long is gone?"
Yang Zimei nodded.
"Not long after you went out, he received a phone call. Then he became very anxious and restless. He would go to the door from time to time to see if you were back. He must have left because of something important. Don't be sad."
Lan Yaya told her.
Sure enough, there is something that must be rushed back to deal with, but because you promised to stay here to take care of Master, you can't leave. How anxious should you be?
I vaguely remembered that there seemed to be a trace of forbearing pain hidden in his eyes.
Thinking of this, her heart couldn't help but ache. She hugged the nightgown that still had his rosin-like smell tightly in her arms, closed her eyes and prayed secretly for him, hoping that he could solve his problem smoothly.
"elder sister--"
Xiao Qian was holding the bottle in the baby chair, looking at her with bright black eyes and asked, "Don't think too much about Brother Zhutian, it's useless to think too much, he doesn't want you to look sad."
"Um."
Yang Zimei nodded and picked him up from the stroller, "Xiao Qian seems to have gained a lot of weight. I think he will be able to walk soon."
"In about a month."
Xiao Qian looked helplessly at her short arms and legs, "I regret that I possessed the spirit. I really should have stayed by my sister's side like I did back then. I could never leave her, talk to her, and solve her problems. Now.
, no matter what happens, I can only sit like a baby, it’s really annoying.”
Listening to Xiao Qian's words, Yang Zimei was very moved and hugged him tightly, "You little guy, my sister is still willing to see you grow up like this."
"Then I will grow up quickly and I can be your little tail."
"Haha, I don't want a little tail, I just want a little friend. I just don't know if my little Qian will have to leave me when he grows up in the future."
Yang Zimei smiled and said.
Xiao Qian's life experience has always been a mystery. He could never be just an ordinary child who was surrendered by a ghost master, because she had never seen a child with such a pure soul.
Even a newborn baby that is not familiar with the world still carries a faint trace of the sins of the previous life.
But Xiaoqian didn't.
After he remembers his life background, he will eventually leave his side, right?
Thinking of this, her heart, which had become particularly sentimental because Long Zhutian had just parted, felt a little sad.
"Sister, don't be sad."
Xiao Qian stretched out his white and tender little hand and touched her cheek, "I will never leave my sister. My sister is my destination."
"hehe--"
Yang Zimei smiled, her own future was unknown, how could she predict the fate of others?
However, she was very happy that Xiao Qian had such a heart.
Unlike the previous life, there was no one to rely on and no one to rely on. Living was as useless as an ant.
Being able to be needed and relied on in life is also the meaning of living, no matter how hard and tiring life is.