Le'er woke up in the afternoon and saw his father holding the child in the garden downstairs to enjoy the flowers, the little guy waved his little hand excitedly, pointed and poked, Gu Zhiyuan smiled and couldn't close his mouth.

"Miss, the soup is ready. "The babysitter came in and cleaned up the room. "Do you want to call Mr. Gu and the little young master to dinner? ”

"Wait a minute, you make them some hot drinks, the little master likes to eat strawberry cake, and cut a little for them." Thinking that my father mentioned the publicity of the joint art exhibition, I had to make some manuscripts, put on a piece of clothing and began to retouch and write a plan.

Although my brother didn't say much about Cheng Rui's situation last time, he didn't feel very good, he couldn't sleep well in the past few days, and he always woke up in the middle of the night as if he saw Cheng Rui in front of him, or heard him whispering his name in his ear. It was as if he was holding a basket of strawberries, smiling brightly and his eyes shining like stars. "Le'er, you like to eat strawberries, you can buy more, in fact, my mother likes to eat them too. Remember, put a plate in front of them, and mom will be happy. In a trance, Cheng Rui's eyes, strawberries, slowly chaotic together.

"Cheng Rui......" Le'er caressed that cheek, and the touch was cold. "Don't, don't leave, stay with me, the baby needs Dad, he ...... It's lovely".

"You're cute too, wake up, Le'er!" a deep male voice spoke, and someone patted the back of his hand. Le'er looked vaguely as her father stood by the bed, smiling. "Good daughter, you see you are tired, get up and eat a little, the baby and I have eaten well, he has a good appetite, drank a little soup, and ate some noodles. ”

"Dad, you've worked hard. How long have I been asleep?" sat up and looked out the window, the stars were sparse, and it was already dark.

Gu Zhiyuan took a thick robe and gave it to Le'er. "It's cold in the middle of the night, wear more. The soup will be heated up immediately, you can eat some small cakes, I will make it. "Okay, Daddy can make cakes? I'm going to try it." ”

Watching Le'er gobble up, Gu Zhiyuan kept smiling. "I just watched some of your works, it's very good, it has a meaning, and it looks like you're going to be noticed soon. You know, you were very talented when you were a child, and your mother wanted you to learn music, so she hired a teacher, bought a piano, and now the piano is still in the ......."

"Dad, I'll try. I hope the exhibition will be successful, so don't worry!" Le Er suddenly looked up at Gu Zhiyuan. "I'd like to draw three series of themes, and I'd like to hear your opinion. ”

"Yes, let's talk about it. My daughter has such an idea, can I guess?" Gu Zhiyuan closed his eyes and meditated for a few seconds. "I think one of them is nostalgia. ”

"Huh? How do you know? It really is! I want to draw a memory, a recall. Le'er tilted her head and grimaced.

For a long time, it was rare to see his daughter so naughty, and Gu Zhiyuan was quite pleased. "If only you were so happy every day. I just hope you are happy and everything will be fine. Oh, by the way, Jiajun sent flowers, I asked the nanny to put them in the flower room, do you want to take a look?"

"Flowers, why do you send flowers?"

"Silly girl, of course sending flowers to a girl is a show of love!Go and see!" Gu Zhiyuan thought that the baby might wake up hungry in the middle of the night and rush upstairs.

Le'er walked very slowly, and after nightfall, the dew was heavy, and the cobblestones on the garden path were a little wet, Jiajun ...... He has been waiting, even if the child is not his, even if he knows that he has no love for him, at most it is just a good feeling.

Before the lights in the flower room were turned on, a burst of rich lily fragrance came to my face......