Just then, there was a knock on the bedroom door, and the woman yelled in a hoarse voice, "What's the matter!"

The voice outside the door replied timidly: "You are going to France tomorrow to participate in various celebrations of Fashion Week, do you need to make adjustments to the plane at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning?"

The woman's head sank, put the alcohol aside, and her face lost the tyrannical firm answer just now: "No need to adjust, leave Bernier on time at seven o'clock tomorrow." ”

"Yes. The people outside the door hurriedly left.

The woman looked at the gloomy night with a sad expression: "It's really difficult to do this, even telling the truth has to be criticized, if I don't go, I will be slandered into something, work, family I can't balance the two, so the family is lost, and now there is an extra child that I need to take care of, and it makes no sense to balance work and children." ”

After a while, the woman sighed: "Xiaoliang, mom is really worried about you, you must not have an accident." ”

......

Wen Ting smiled slightly, looking at the cute Xiao Liang holding his hand, but his heart was full of worry.

After Xiao Liang fell asleep last night, Wen Ting stayed up all night studying the work and never slept.

In the middle of the night, Xiao Liang seemed to have a nightmare, crying and calling his mother, which made Wen Ting's heart hurt, and hurriedly went up to comfort him, and Xiao Liang immediately fell asleep again.

The next day, Wen Ting tried to take Xiao Liang to his mother, but Xiao Liang was very resistant, which made Wen Ting not know what to do.

The subtype is distributed in the capital of each country, Wen Ting took the black card given to him by Si Nanyu, and first bought it with Xiao Liang, and then gave up, and relaxed his mood, and the efficiency of painting should be the highest at this time.

Wen Ting deliberately chose a place with fewer people, surrounded by greenery, which would be more convenient to take care of children.

After putting on the easel, Wen Ting deliberately set an alarm clock on the side to remind herself every half an hour, because she had a problem, once she started painting, all the sounds around her would disappear, Wen Ting was worried about Xiaoliang's safety, so she had to talk to him every half an hour and play with him.

After getting along in the past two days, Wen Ting actually found that Xiaoliang is a very sensible child, such a child would run away from home, I don't know how many unhappy things he has experienced.

In this way, three hours passed peacefully.

"Ahh

With a shout, Wen Ting's nerves for painting suddenly collapsed, and he hurriedly looked at the alarm clock on the side, there were still ten minutes left before the set half an hour, and hurriedly looked at Xiao Liang, the cry just now was made by Xiao Liang, and Xiao Liang fell to the ground at this time, his eyes wide open and he held back tears.

Wen Ting hurriedly ran over to help Xiao Liang up, and after a closer look, there was a huge opening on his thin right leg, and the blood kept flowing out.

Even if an adult looks shocked, Xiao Liang didn't seem to feel pain, looked at Wen Ting in fear, and said anxiously: "Sister, I didn't mean to fall down and cause you trouble, don't be angry, Xiao Liang is wrong." ”

As a child, or an injured person, the first reaction was to apologize quickly, looking at the eyes full of satisfaction and apology, Wen Ting's nose was sour, and he gently hugged Xiao Liang: "It's okay Xiao Liang, it's not your fault, my sister took you to the hospital, be good, it won't hurt right away." ”

Ignoring the painting tools and half of the finished painting, Wen Ting hugged Xiao Liang and left, Xiao Liang was in Wen Ting's warm embrace, staring at Wen Ting cautiously.

whispered, "Sister." ”

"What's wrong?" Wen Ting quickly stopped.

"Sister, you didn't take anything, what if you lose it here, it's something very important to my sister, you must take it." ”

Wen Ting was stunned fiercely, looking at the sensible Xiao Liang in his arms, obviously his face was already pale because of the injury, not only trying to control his emotions, but also helping Wen Ting.

"It's okay Xiaoliang, your body is the most important. "How Wenting wants this kid to know that you don't have to endure all this at such a young age.

Xiao Liang struggled to get up from Wen Ting's arms, and when the wound was involved, Xiao Liang frowned, staggered to the painting, hugged the painting with his thin body, and then returned to Wen Ting's arms: "Sister, let's go." ”

is very young, but so sensible and stubborn, Wen Ting doesn't know what to say, he just wants to give everything he can to this child, let him know that this world is not only gloomy, but also a lot of warmth waiting for him.

Hurriedly rushed to the hospital to bandage the wound, Xiao Liang had fallen asleep because he was too tired, but he still held the painting firmly in his hand.

Wen Ting's painting is in the brilliant spring light, a lost bird strayed into a forest, and he wanted to make a creative idea to let the bird strayed into the world of Hesse, such a strong contrast is very eye-catching, but looking at the sleeping Xiao Liang, Wen Ting only felt that he had the most innocent angel in the world at this time.

Suddenly I had a new idea for the painting.

Brought Xiao Liang back to the hotel again, because he couldn't touch the water and had to take a bath, Wen Ting had to dip the towel in the water and wipe Xiao Liang's body over and over again, and he was even more serious when he encountered the injured right leg, for fear that he would hurt Xiao Liang carelessly.

Wen Ting dipped the towel in water, raised his head and hit Xiaoliang's clear but confused eyes, and couldn't help but smile: "What's the matter, Xiaoliang?"

"Sister, Xiaoliang likes you so much. Xiao Liang looked at Wen Ting blankly, although his immature face was very firm.

couldn't help but make Wen Ting smile: "My sister likes you too." After a pause: "Xiao Liang's mother must also like Xiao Liang." ”

"No!" Xiao Liang frowned angrily: "Mom doesn't like Xiao Liang, and Xiao Liang won't like Mom either." ”

"Why does Xiao Liang think that his mother doesn't like Xiao Liang?" Wen Ting looked at Xiao Liang with soft eyes, wiping Xiao Liang's soft blonde hair with a huge white towel, and Xiao Liang's head was immediately crooked.

Xiao Liang can only see his mother three times a year, no more than five days at a time, and only five hours of them are alone with his mother, but his mother is working, and if Xiao Liang wants to get his mother's attention, his mother will scold Xiao Liang. Xiao Liang pouted, and his glasses couldn't help but redden.

What a distressing child.

Wen Ting gently picked up Xiao Liang who had taken a clean bath and put him into the warm quilt: "Listening to Xiao Liang say this, Xiao Liang's mother should be a very responsible person, and she loves Xiao Liang very much." ”

"How could it be!" Xiao Liang said with a frown and displeasure.

"Mom is serious about work, not only for herself, but also for Xiaoliang, and the colleagues who work around, Xiaoliang's mother is very responsible, the clothes Xiaoliang wears, the hairstyle and the surrounding environment must be the best, Xiaoliang's mother is too busy, but even so, she will still find time to meet Xiaoliang, how can she not love Xiaoliang?"