Xiao Baozi let go of the hand holding Ji Yue's sleeve, turned her head and looked elsewhere, her face full of stubbornness.
Ji Yue walked back a few steps, then walked back, squatted down and picked up the little bun.
"Dad will miss Ye'er very much. Ye'er must be good and don't cry anymore." Ji Yue comforted softly, after all, it was her own son.
Xiao Baozi blinked, sniffed, looked at Ji Yue, and turned his head and looked away again.
"Yeah." The nasal sound was very loud, as if it was choking.
"I've left for my father." Ji Yue said.
Xiao Baozi suddenly stretched out his hands and hugged Ji Yue's neck tightly. Ji Yue looked at him helplessly. Xiao Baozi opened his eyes wide and said, "Ye'er waits for his father to come back."
After saying that, the little bun slapped Ji Yue's cheek, with some saliva. At that moment, Ji Yue felt extremely complicated in her heart, melancholy, helplessness, collapse, and pain... These emotions were superimposed, almost making him cry.
Ji Yue walked towards Qingge with a little bun in her arms. Qingge sat at the table, silently speaking, as if she didn't want to say a word.
Ji Yue sighed lightly and put the bun on the table. At the same time, Ji Yue put her slender hands on the table, leaning over slightly, kissing Qingge's forehead.
"I haven't married you yet, wait for me."
His endless faith is to give his beloved girl a prosperous wedding.
This time, Ji Yue really left.
It is like a ray of wind coming from the bamboo forest in the mountains, like a cloud above the blue sky.
I left lightly, unable to catch the wind, nor could I keep the clouds.
After Ji Yue left, Qingge was as calm as ever, turned around and looked at the side, pursed her lips, blinked slightly, but did not speak.
After a long time, Qingge touched his lower abdomen and looked at Jiuci: "Brother."
"Ah?" Jiuci looked like a naughty man, and was still biting his sleeve and immersed in sadness. At this moment, he looked at Qingge worriedly.
Qingge suddenly said, "I'm hungry."
Jiuci was slightly stunned: "Didn't you just ate a big table?"
"I'm hungry." Qingge repeated.
"I'm not going to prepare food for your sister yet!" Yan Bitong said.
After being stunned, Jiuci immediately reacted, turned around and left, and went to the kitchen to supervise.
The little bun was sitting on the table, looking dazed, no longer the youthful vitality of the past. A hint of dullness quietly passed through his beautiful and charming eyes.
The little bun jumped off the table, changing his usual obedient and cuteness, and stumbled out like a loss of soul and despair.
Leaving the threshold and walking in the corridor, Xiao Baozi looked up at the sky, and two lines of tears flowed out.
Xiao Baozi clenched his fist and wiped his tears hard: "Dad said, you can't cry."
Dongling Cod was worried about Xiao Baozi and was very worried. Seeing Xiao Baozi leave the house, he hurried out.
Dongling Cod saw a small bun at the end of the corridor. The small bun sat on the carved railing of the corridor, shaking his legs, his empty and evil eyes, as if he could not find any focal distance, and he stared blankly ahead.
"What's wrong with Ye'er?" Dongling Cod asked.
Xiao Baozi turned his head and looked at Dongling Cod, and suddenly rushed into Dongling Cod's arms and burst into tears. Dongling Cod was at a loss for a moment and only stroked Xiao Baozi's head, trying to comfort Xiao Baozi's emotions standing on the verge of collapse.
Xiao Baozi cried for a long time, raised her head, opened her red eyes, and asked choked, "Can Uncle Dongling help me find my father back?"
Dongling Cod pursed his lips and hesitated for a long time before saying, "Yes."
"Really?"
"real."
“…”
This made a joke. After returning to the Qinglian clan, the Qinglian King Dongling Cod was somehow dedicated to practicing hard, concentrating on cultivating, and conscientiously managed the great country of the Qinglian clan. One day, the old man of the seven clans asked why the Dongling Cod changed so much. Dongling Cod only said: I want to meet the Qing Emperor. Later, one transmission was spread to ten thousand times, but it became the Qinglian King and the Qing Emperor, and there were even more people, some girls from thousands of clans claiming to be the supporters of the Double Green...
It is true that it is just a casual word from Xiao Baozi.
At this time, Jiuci led his maid into the house and placed the food on the table one by one, all of which were the dishes that Qingge liked.
When the meal was served, Qingge was as unmoved as a puppet, her eyes were dull and as dumb as a wooden chicken.
"Ge'er, the food has been served." Jiuci said helplessly.
Qingge finally found a hint of awakening, reached out and picked up the chopsticks, and started eating like a mechanical one.
I didn't know the taste, but she kept eating.
A bowl of rice, a plate of dishes, and everyone else in the house looked at this scene. The taste was really indescribable.
Qingge finished the table of food, put down the bowls and chopsticks, turned to look at Jiuci: "Brother."
"Are you full?" Jiuci smiled. Fortunately, his sister did not collapse in emotions, and she was calm and seemed to have accepted it completely.
The next moment, Jiuci's mood fell into the abyss, and Qingge said, "I'm hungry."
Even the ignorant person is, he realizes something wrong with Qingge.
When Ji Yue left, Qingge did not shed a single tear, she did not cry loudly, and her emotions did not change violently.
But it is this indifference that makes people feel distressed and helpless.
Those foods are no longer delicious food, but the sufferings of the world.
She swallowed the sufferings of the world into her belly, but filled her with the emptiness in her heart.
Qingge used his own method to relieve that feeling of regret.
"You can't eat anymore, you're full, Ge'er, be obedient." Jiuci held Qingge's hand and said arrogantly.
Even though Qingge is a supreme practitioner and has the strong physique of a practitioner, he cannot overeat like this.
"Ge'er, just cry, don't be embarrassed or weak." Yan Bitong comforted her softly. She couldn't bear to look at her daughter's appearance anymore, and her heart felt as if it was pierced by a sword.
Jiuci pressed Qingge's hands, Qingge looked at his shackled wrists, feeling unhappy and frowned slightly.
She didn't understand, she didn't cry, make a fuss or hang herself, why did she shackle her like this?
Qingge raised his head and looked at Jiuci with red eyes. His voice was not as clear and indifferent as before, and he felt a little more aggrieved and helpless: "Brother, I'm so hungry... so hungry..."
"Mom is going to make it for you, don't worry." Yan Bitong couldn't help but walk out, covered her face and went into the kitchen after covering her face and suffering.
Jiuci gently wiped away the tears at the end of Qingge's eyes, hugged Qingge, and made Qingge bury her face in Jiuci's arms.
"Okay, I'm going to make food for you. Don't make trouble anymore, I'll be unbearable." Jiuci said softly.
"Um."
“…”
The goddess, Dongfang Po and Yan Yu stood beside each other, waiting and watching for a long time, and wanted to come forward to dissuade him, but finally remained silent and accompanied him.
Yan Bitong prepared the meal and brought it to another table, but Yan Bitong made some porridge that warmed the stomach.
Qingge still ate, but after eating, she said she was hungry, and Yan Bitong could only follow Qingge's temperament.
At the end of the meal, Qingge walked out of the house and swallowed all the food at once.
At that moment, it seemed like a loss, and it seemed that it was not so sad.
Qingge raised her face, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then smiled.
Xiao Yueyue.
I'll wait for you.
Chapter completed!