Luo Yiyi didn't expect that this party would dream of her childhood, and the distant memories that seemed to have been forgotten seemed to have been revived overnight, with strange and familiar warmth.

Maybe it's because Meimei inadvertently asks about her family, and although she laughs and fools through, she still can't mess with her heart; Or maybe it's because Lao Cheng Ji's stewed chicken soup has the taste of home, thick but not greasy, but it can't be dissolved, condensing into the richest warmth in the heart.

In the dream, I was still the little girl with a double ponytail, I liked to wear a white dress, I liked to jump around the house, I liked to mess with my father's chessboard, and then I ran away with a wicked smile, watching my father from a distance and rearranging a game of chess with a wry smile.

Mother didn't know when she appeared behind her, she patted Luo Yiyi's head gently, there was anger in her eyes, but more love and pity.

A family of three, not very noisy or noisy, and it doesn't seem too lonely. At that time, Luo Yiyi never doubted that this kind of faint happiness could last forever.

At that time, Luo Yiyi liked to lie on the ground and paint, painting all kinds of beautiful plants.

"Yiyi, see what good things Dad brought you back?!"

"Mimosa?!" The smile on the little girl's face instantly rippled, "Mine?!" It's so small, but I love it! ”

"Yiyi, do you know why it's called 'mimosa'?" Mother asked with a smile.

"Uh, why?"

"Because it's very shy, if you are touched, you will immediately put away the leaves and hide!"

"Really?!" The little girl's face was full of surprise and curiosity, and she immediately stretched out her index finger and gently touched the tiny leaves of the tiny plant in front of her.

"Really! Really shy! Seeing the mimosa put away its leaves and hang its head, the little girl exclaimed in surprise, "Mommy, look! Mimosa is shy! ”

The father raised his big hand and rubbed the little girl's head, reminding, "From today onwards, you have to treat your new friend well." She's shy, so don't bully her all the time. ”

"Hmm!" The little girl carefully took the pot of small mimosas from her father's hand, held it in both hands, and held it to her mother, "I will put Xiaohan in the safest position, and I will not let other children bully her!" Uh- is it okay to put it with Xiaoxian?! ”

Mother smiled and nodded: "Don't forget to water!" ”

"Hmm!" The little girl answered, holding the new friend and walking towards her secret garden, "You look so cute, Xiao Han." Hee-hee, do you like the name I gave you, Xiaohan? ”

Royyi's secret garden was on the balcony of her room. At this moment, there was a small pot of cactus, two bamboos, a pot of aloe vera, and a small dish of narcissus.

Luo Yiyi put the mimosa beside the cactus and instructed softly: "Xiaoxian, from today onwards, I will appoint you as Xiao Han's flower messenger, you have to protect Xiao Han well!" ”

A gentle breeze blew, and there was a soft rustling sound in the secret garden, like a whispered conversation.

"Get along." The little girl smiled sweetly, and the sunlight outside the window was already dazzling.

A long-lost warm dream.

Luo Yiyi rubbed her sleepy eyes, only to find that she hadn't drawn the curtains last night, and the dazzling sunlight was raging in front of the bed, stabbing her eyes.

There was no secret garden in front of the window, which made Luo Yiyi, who had only opened her eyes easily, feel a sense of loneliness in her heart. But the warmth in the dream was really imprinted on my heart.

So Luo Yiyi was a little annoyed: Demon, why are you disturbing my heart.