"Han Editor, is the meeting over?"

"Oh yes. ”

"Is this your son?

"Xiaoyu, come, call aunt. ”

Han Yishi walked in the TV station, and after a few words of laughter and conversation with a familiar colleague, she picked up her son beside her.

The little boy named "Xiaoyu" struggled a little at first, but when he saw the kind smiling face of his mother's colleague, his little face turned slightly red, and he turned his head awkwardly and whispered, "Auntie is so ......"

"Haha, you're still shy?"

"This kid is good at everything, but his personality is too dull, and he doesn't look like me at all. ”

"It's better for boys to be quiet, like the one in my family, hey, tsk, it's a headache for you every day. ”

"Really, then my Xiaoyu has never had any temper. ”

"That's why everyone envies you!"

After chatting for a while, seeing that it was not early, Han Yishi said goodbye to each other, pulled the strap of the satchel, and hurriedly went to the elevator with his son in his arms while looking at his watch.

"Let me go...... Mom, let me down!"

Seeing the little guy in his arms writhing uncomfortably, Han Yishi had no choice but to look at him helplessly, and put this little guy with excess self-esteem on the ground in a funny way.

Immediately after, a white and slender hand came up to him.

Xiao Yu looked at the hand, and then looked up at his mother.

"It's okay not to hug and hold hands, right?"

Han Yishi squatted down with a smile and looked at her son with gentle eyes.

The little boy reluctantly put his little hand on his mother's.

Mother and son walked into the crowded elevator hand in hand.

"Oh yes. ”

Han Yishi remembered something again, squatted down again in the puzzled expression of the little boy's little face, and kissed him the little cheek, and then said with a smile: "I almost forgot the most important step." ”

Xiao Yu frowned and looked at his mother very dissatisfied.

But soon, his tense little face gradually relaxed.

The mother and son looked at the slowly descending elevator floors, and their big and small hands were clenched tightly.

……

"Whew! yes, it's almost too late for this sale. ”

At night, the mother and son, who opened the door with the key and changed their shoes in the entrance with large bags and small bags, walked into this semi-underground rental house, which is also their current home.

Han Yishi just put the food in her hand on the dining table, and when she looked back at the little boy who was still struggling to carry the bag of daily necessities at the door, she couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

"Okay, okay, it's all home, just put it on the ground. ”

The little boy with a tangled brow looked up at her and shook his head stubbornly.

Han Yishi had no choice but to walk over and bend down directly to help her son pick up the bag of things.

But then, the little boy noticed the nails of her fingers.

The nails, which should have shown a normal flesh-colored luster, were now tinged with a terrible blue and purple, and he involuntarily pursed his small mouth.

"Ah, maybe I'm too busy with work today, that's why I ......"

Han Yishi also noticed the change in her nails, and hurriedly took the bag back with her hand, and smiled brightly at her son.

Xiao Yu was silent for a while, then suddenly turned around and ran towards the kitchen, he opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of yam juice that had been squeezed before, and ran back quickly and handed it to Han Yishi, who was stunned.

"Drink it, I heard it's good for your health. He said with a small face.

Han Yishi looked down at the bottle of yam juice handed to her by her son, and a thick warmth flashed in her eyes.

She took the bottle of yam juice, but she didn't open it to drink, rubbed her son's little head with her hand, and said softly: "It's time to eat, wait until you finish eating." ”

The little boy was stunned for a moment, then nodded earnestly.

After dinner, although the iced yam juice didn't taste very good, Han Yishi still took a few sips with a smile under the gaze of his son.

Then, taking advantage of the little one's time to go to the toilet, she quietly went to the small mirror by the wall, which she usually used as a makeup mirror, took out a bottle of nude nail polish that was about the same use, and carefully painted her bruised nails.

While painting, she also regretted that she was in a hurry to go out this morning, and forgot that the color of her nails had almost fallen off.

"Ding Dong!"

"Ernie Ernie?"

There was a knock at the door.

Han Yishi, who was sitting in front of the wall in a home dress, turned her head and put down her nail polish, stood up and opened the door.

"I knew you would be home at this time!"

As soon as she opened the door, a young woman she knew very well appeared outside the door, and the other party smiled at the sight of her, and shook the bag containing several bottles of soju in her hand and shook it at her.

"Yikes. Han Yishi looked at this person angrily and funny, and looked back in the direction of the toilet, "Xiaoyu is still at home!

"Am I crazy? I don't know about your illness. ”

The young woman changed her shoes, put down her bag on the floor, sat down and said, "I want to drink this wine myself!"

"Tsk, vicious girl......"

Han Yishi shook his head, but with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he also walked over and sat down, and asked the other party, "What's wrong today?

"That's right!"

The young woman let out a long sigh and took out a bottle of soju from the bag, and was just about to open it when Han Yishi grabbed her hand.

"Hey, Ernie ......"

"If you want to die at my hands, try drinking at my house!"

was glared at by Han Yishi, and the young woman also shrank her neck cowardly, put down the soju in her hand, and sighed again: "Hey, where do you say that we creators are alive? It's really ...... that we write works based on our own beliefs, but we have to cater to someone's orientation and hobbies."

Han Yishi got up and went to the kitchen to take out a bottle of juice and two empty cups, walked back and put them in front of the young woman.

The young woman looked up at her speechlessly, but was glared at by Han Yishi again.

That's all I have at home, don't drink it!

Woo......

The young woman with an inexplicable sad and angry face had no choice but to pick up the bottle of juice that she hadn't drunk for many years and pour a glass for herself and Han Yishi respectively.

At this time, the door of the toilet opened, and the little boy who came out saw that there was a guest in the house, first paused, and then timidly bowed his head to the young woman and greeted: "Hello." ”

"Oh, hello Xiaoyu~"

Although she was still lamenting ahead, the young woman's face was full of smiles in front of the little boy.

Then she looked at the little boy with emotion and walked to his small desk and sat cross-legged to read a book, and couldn't help but whisper to Han Yishi: "Hey, Ernie, what do you think of the suggestion I made last time?"

"What advice?"

"Just let Xiaoyu be a child star, what do you think?"