Liu He had a strange dream all night, and the dream kept looping around with Mr. Simos's masked face.

In the dream, she kept asking him, "What is your purpose?" Who are you? ”

Mr. Simmoth said nothing, and gradually disappeared into the darkness.

She tried to touch it, but all she could touch was a cloud of air.

When she woke up, she was sweating profusely.

It's strange, why did you suddenly dream of him, is it because you have been in contact with him too much in the past few days?

She sat up and rubbed her aching head.

Look at the time, it's already eight o'clock in the morning, and it's time to send the little puff to kindergarten.

Hey? Little Puff actually lay in bed today, and didn't come to her bedside to make a fuss as usual.

She was about to get out of bed to wake up the little puff, but Song Xinhang hurriedly broke in, looking anxious.

"Ah He, go and take a look, the little puff can't wake up, and her forehead is still a little hot."

Liu He was shocked, she must have been playing in the mountains yesterday, and the wind there was a little strong, which gave her a cold.

"Pick her up, and we'll drive to the children's hospital right away."

"Okay, okay."

Song Xinhang was so anxious that he almost cried, and he was at a loss.

Liu He took the initiative to pat her on the shoulder and comforted: "It's okay, it's normal for children to have a cold and fever, just go away from fever." ”

Every time the little puff gets sick, she, who is an aunt, is more anxious than her own mother.

The two packed up and drove to the children's hospital with the little puffs to register for an infusion.

After a toss, it was almost noon.

Song Xinhang saw the time and hurriedly took out his mobile phone, "Oh no, I forgot to ask for leave for the little puff's teacher." ”

"You don't have to fight, I've already told the teacher about the free time I just had for the doctor."

"Alas, Ah He, it's better for you to be calm in trouble, or how can you say that the person who is a mother can hold up half the sky."

Song Xinhang shook her head and sighed, she has always been flustered and very impulsive.

Does it mean that she can't be a mother at all.

"How can you think that, in the future, when you become a real mother, you will be able to do anything, and I only learned this slowly after becoming a mother."

Liu He poured her a cup of hot water, and she was busy this morning, and she was also very busy.

The little puff woke up in a daze, still holding the pocket watch tightly in her hand.

I couldn't pick it off even when I tried so hard just now.

The little puff asked in a hoarse voice, "Mom, where is this?" ”

Liu He hurriedly walked to her side, touched his head and softly soothed her emotions.

"This is the hospital, you just had a fever, so your mother brought you to the hospital, are you feeling more comfortable now?"

The little puff shook her head slightly, and she could see that she was still very uncomfortable, but she tried her best to hold back her desire to cry.

"Mom, little puff wants to go to Daddy."

"Daddy?" Song Xinhang leaned over and repeated suspiciously.

Liu He saw the pocket watch she was holding in her hand, and her heart throbbed.

This kid really likes Mr. Simmoth.

He really loves Little Puff like his own child, no wonder Little Puff misses him.

However, she had already decided to draw a line with him last night, should she go to him again because of this?

Song Xinhang brought the millet porridge he had just bought, fed it to the little puff's mouth, and coaxed: "Good baby, come and eat something, the illness will get better faster." ”

The little puff pursed her mouth tightly, unwilling to open it a little.

Liu He took the bowl and fed it again, "If you are not obedient and refuse to eat, I will not go to find my father." ”

Hearing this, the clever little puff immediately opened her mouth and gulped down the porridge.

After a while, the bowl of porridge was drunk.

Song Xinhang looked at the bowl at the bottom, and his face was happy, "Ah He, you still have a way to deal with children." ”

The little puff licked her mouth, came to her senses, and her face looked a lot ruddy.

"Mom, when can we go to Daddy?"

Liu He wiped her mouth, threw the paper ball into the trash, and thought about it.

You still can't lie to the child, since you promised her, you have to do it, otherwise the child will have no trust in adults in the future.

Liu He stretched out his hand, "Little baby, can you give the pocket watch in your hand to your mother?" Mom is going to take it and return it to the uncle, and tell him to come and see you. ”

"Yay! Mom, you and Dad need to come back soon. Little Puff cheered and generously placed the pocket watch in her hand.

"Okay, you're going to be good." Liu He smiled and touched her forehead, it was not as hot as in the morning.

Song Xinhang took her hand and asked, "Ah He, are you really going?" ”

"Otherwise, I can't let the child down, besides, the little puff hasn't fully recovered yet, I don't want her to be sad, so I can only ask Mr. Simmoth to deal with it."

She whispered in Song Xinhang's ear, afraid that the little puff would hear it.

"Okay, you go, I'll take care of you here, you don't have to worry."

Liu He nodded, took the pocket watch, and drove to the White House.

Turning off the engine and parking, she turned her gaze to the pocket watch, and felt the urge to open the cover and take a look.

A lot of nostalgic people will put the picture in their pocket watch, will Mr. Simmos do the same?

If so, what kind of photos would he put in it?

Is it a picture of someone he likes, or a picture of him as a child, or a picture of his parents?

By the way, for so long, I had never heard Mr. Simmoth mention his parents, whether they had passed away.

A series of questions crossed her mind, and her hand reached uncontrollably towards her pocket watch.

However, it is very rude to peek at other people's things like this.

Her fingertips stopped the moment they touched the cold pocket watch.

...

Inside the White House.

The man sat at the table, anxious, looking for the pocket watch all night but still couldn't find it, as if it had disappeared out of thin air.

The steward knocked on the door and bowed respectfully, "Sir, which one do you want to hear first, good news or bad news?" ”

"Huh?" He frowned, hesitated for a moment, "Then let's hear the bad news first." ”

"The bad news is that the pocket watch still hasn't been found."

"I've known this for a long time, don't talk nonsense." His frustration at the moment had reached the extreme.

The pocket watch contained a photo of her when she was a child, and this is the only one that was lost.

In an instant, a feeling of guilt and loss came to my heart.

The steward continued, "The good news is that Miss Liu has come to you with a pocket watch. ”

"What?"

Hearing the news, his heart tightened, and he panicked, knocking over a glass of water on the table on the ground.

It turned out that the pocket watch was picked up by her, so that is not proof that the photo has been seen by her.

If she saw it, the consequences would be unimaginable...