Nuan Nuan's words were like a knife inserted into Ye Weilan's heart, she felt a pain in her heart, her whole person was in a trance, and her limbs felt weak.

The baby in the hand naturally slides down the arm.

"Kid ......"

Where would Aunt Sun have expected such a thing to happen, her face turned pale in an instant, and she was stunned, let alone reaching out to pick up the child.

Fortunately, Song Ci reacted quickly and was agile, and directly reached out to catch the child.

At this time, Ye Weilan also came back to her senses, but she didn't pick up the baby in Song Ci's hand, but hugged Nuan Nuan Nuan and cried.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, little butterfly, mom's little baby, it's all mom's fault, mom shouldn't let you be left alone, woo woo woo ......"

Nuan Nuan was suddenly hugged by the strange aunt, and she was also startled, her mouth was deflated, and she cried out, but as soon as she cried twice, she suddenly realized that something was wrong.

The crying stopped abruptly in her throat, although the tears were still rolling in her eyes, she struggled hard, wanting to see Ye Weilan's face.

She seemed to hear her aunt say something about little butterflies.

Is it Little Butterfly Sister? Is Auntie the mother of Little Butterfly?

She is now an experienced baby, just look at the aunt's face, you can know if she is the mother of the little butterfly sister, and she instantly turned into a big smart person.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry ......"

Aunt Sun hurriedly stepped forward, first took the baby in Song Ci's hand, and then went to pull Ye Weilan, wanting to pull her away.

And the little one in her arms didn't notice it, and thought everyone was playing with him, grinning and smiling happily.

But Ye Weilan hugged her too tightly, she held the child with one hand, and she couldn't pull it away for a while, and she was so anxious that she was sweating profusely.

kept apologizing to Song Ci, for fear that Song Ci would get angry and start moving, the two of them, and with this child, I am afraid that they will not be able to get any benefits, and they ignored it first.

"Madam, this is not a little butterfly, you hurry up and let go......"

"That's right, Auntie, I'm not Sister Little Butterfly, I'm Nuan Nuan." Nuan Nuan said in Ye Weilan's ear.

Her words were like pressing the pause button for Ye Weilan, and her crying immediately stopped, and then let go of Nuan Nuan and stared at Nuan Nuan with wide eyes.

Song Ci also noticed that something was wrong with Ye Weilan's spirit at this time, so he also secretly noticed that as long as she hurt Nuan Nuan with her hands, then he would immediately stop it.

Fortunately, Ye Weilan didn't mean to do anything, but asked Nuan Nuan, "What did you just say?" ”

Nuan Nuan was a little puzzled, but still said: "Auntie, I'm not Sister Little Butterfly, I'm Nuan Nuan." ”

Then tilted his little head, looked at Ye Weilan and asked, "Is you the mother of Sister Little Butterfly?" ”

The little butterfly looks more like Tang Guancong, but between the eyebrows, it is still very similar to Ye Weilan, Nuan Nuan stared at it at this time, and there was a contrast, and there was a vague sense of familiarity.

"Do you know our little butterfly?" Ye Weilan asked with some confusion.

Aunt Sun also looked at it curiously, but she faintly felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't say it.

Nuan Nuan nodded, and then looked at Song Ci next to her.

"This is not the place to talk, let's find a quiet place to talk." Song Ci said.

Because of Ye Weilan's reaction just now, many people looked here, and there were too many Disney tourists.

"Oh, good."

Ye Weilan agreed without thinking about it, but she was very vigilant and worried about meeting bad people.

"You don't have to go too far away."

But when I said it, I thought it was a little funny, Disney didn't have any real remote places, because there were people everywhere.

If something really happens, just shout, and I'm afraid a whole crowd will swarm in.

Ye Weilan was very familiar with Disney, and led everyone to a resting place surrounded by trees, the whole place was round, and there was only one exit.

Ye Weilan pushed the stroller to the door, and almost no one could come in.

"Can you tell Auntie that you are a friend of Little Butterfly? How did you meet? How old are you? ”

As soon as she entered, Ye Weilan couldn't wait to ask.

There were so many questions that Nuan Nuan couldn't react, so she just nodded blankly.

Ye Weilan still wanted to ask, but at this moment, Song Ci next to her opened her mouth and asked, "It's been more than three years, haven't you forgotten?" ”

"Forget? How could it be forgotten. Ye Weilan said with a sad expression.

"But haven't you already had another child? I think you'll soon forget. Song Ci said again.

"It's impossible, you don't understand, Yueming will never be able to replace the little butterfly, and what can't be replaced is all my fault, it's all my fault...... Woo woo woo ......" Ye Weilan cried in a low voice again.

Before she gave birth to Erbao, she thought that Erbao could replace her daughter, but after Erbao was born, she realized that she was wrong, and not everyone could replace her.

Every time she thinks of her deceased daughter, her heart is like a knife.

"Sir, Madame has not been in good spirits since her daughter died, if you don't have anything important, take the child to go shopping first, Madame has me here to take care of it."

Aunt Sun, who was holding Tang Yueming, was still a little wary of Song Ci, and was even more worried about Ye Weilan's recurrence, and he was already thinking about whether to call Mr. Tang.

Song Ci didn't speak, but took off the backpack he stretched out his hand, there were not many things in the bag, but in general, in addition to the mobile phone charger and power bank that belonged to him, the others belonged to Nuan, napkins, wet wipes, sweat towels, spare clothes and small water bottles, which were all essential things when going out.

But there is one more thing today, Tang Die's paintings, since I already knew yesterday that I came to see Tang Die's parents today, I naturally want to bring her paintings.

Tang Die's painting is the best among the three little ones, maybe it is related to her talent, maybe it is because of the influence of her parents, after all, before they learned design, they began to learn to draw from a young age.

Her paintings are almost a complete story, and although ordinary people can't understand her paintings, anyone who understands her experience can almost immediately see what the painting is trying to express.

Through this painting, she almost expressed her experience completely, and when Song Ci saw her finish painting, she was also very surprised.

Song Ci took out the painting and handed it to Ye Weilan.

Ye Weilan, who was wiping her tears and sobbing in a low voice, did not reach out to pick it up, at this time she was immersed in grief and couldn't extricate herself, and her whole person looked a little sluggish.

Song Ci had no choice but to unfold the painting and hand it to her eyes.

"Let's ......"

A tear fell on the sketch, because she was learning to paint and design, even if she was in grief, but subconsciously the idea of smudging the sketch immediately came out, which has become a conditioned reflex, an instinct, so her gaze subconsciously fell on the sketch.

Then she felt her head buzz, and the world seemed to turn upside down.

(End of chapter)