The little girl from a relative's house was frightened, and it was the parents who stepped in to deal with the matter.

Yeon-yeon's statement is exactly the same as the little girl's statement, but she found the wrong person.

From now on, unless it is in her own interest, Wen Yabao will easily not lend a helping hand to anyone.

It was also after that incident that she learned that doing good deeds does not necessarily lead to good rewards.

It is more important to be a human being and take care of yourself first.

Even my aunt didn't believe she did it.

Only the boy who saved her said, "I believe in you."

He probably saw the whole thing, but he was also sorry that his parents didn't allow him to do much.

In the end, he couldn't wash away her grievances.

It was more than ten years ago, and now that I think about it, a wave of grievances still comes up in my heart.

"What's wrong?"

At this moment, Wen Yabao is wilted and slumped, and he is not very energetic.

The smile on his face is all strong.

The loneliness at the bottom of his eyes did not escape Fu Shiye's keen eyes

"I think of some things that I didn't like when I was a kid." Wen Yabao didn't hide anything, she also knew that everything related to Wen Mansion was involved, and her emotions couldn't be controlled very well most of the time.

"You can say that you are unhappy, and venting your emotions can make you feel better."

Fu Shiye stretched out his arms, hooked his lips and asked with a light smile, "Do you want to give you a hug?" ”

Wen Hualan specially sent a private message to Fu Shiye.

If Wen Yabao is out of control, I hope that no matter who is around her, she can give her a hug.

In Wen Yabao's place, a thousand words of comfort have probably not yet been embraced.

Wen Yabao stepped forward and let Fu Shiye's arms wrap around her.

She is not greedy, and with just a little warmth, she can heal.

The night breeze sent lotus incense, Fu Shiye kept quiet, and waited for Wen Yabao's mood to calm down completely.

The fine sandalwood wrapped around the tip of her nose, making her inexplicably reassured.

"If we don't want to stay here, we'll go back." Wen Yabao was a small lump, so thin that it didn't have any weight.

Fu Shiye was uneasy and moved with compassion.

Wen Yabao has gotten a lot better and earned it out of Fu Shiye's arms.

The cheeks of light makeup have been replaced by a bright smile.

"In front of me, you don't have to deliberately greet you. Laugh when you're happy, shed tears when you're sad, and I won't make fun of you. ”

Compared with comforting people, Fu Shiye is better at making people cry.

Wen Yabao laughed and laughed: "Then please ask Mr. Fu to help me pick a lotus pod to eat, the tender kind." ”

"Okay."

Fu Shiye took off his coat and handed it to Wen Yabao, twisted the cufflinks with his fingertips, and rolled the sleeves to his elbows.

Along the way, there are two docks where boats are parked.

Several small boats were tethered to huge wooden stakes at the pier.

The bamboo pole that held the boat rested on the bed.

Fu Shiye got on the boat, and the lonely boat swayed and looked particularly unstable.

"Why don't you find someone to pick it! Looking at the danger, there is no life jacket and lifebuoy on the boat, Mr. Fu, can you swim? ”

Wen Yabao frowned worriedly.

"If you fold flowers and pick up fruits, don't you live up to this watery moonlight?"

Fu Shiye stretched out his hand to her, and a little naughty childishness rarely appeared on his handsome face, "Do you want to be together?" Admire the moon and fold flowers and eat lotus seeds. ”

Wen Yabao is not as elegant as Fu Shiye, thinking that he can swim, and he can protect it at a critical moment if he follows it.

Without hesitation, he stepped forward and handed his hand to Fu Shiye.

His palm was hot, perhaps because of the high temperature outside, it was a little scorching.

The boat is a leaf, and the two of them can be squeezed.

One in the bow and one in the stern.