The woman is tall, and with the addition of wearing high heels, she looks even taller.

The red gorgeous long skirt and long curly hair make the woman have a temperament different from ordinary people, and the gorgeous makeup looks even more domineering.

The woman's cold gaze swept over the faces of several students.

Young schoolchildren could not compete with powerful adults, and for a while no one spoke.

A hand grabbed Wan Qiu's shoulders and led Wan Qiu directly through a group of elementary school students.

She has more important things to do, and she wastes time with the impolite stinky boys.

Yang Xiaoyu's face was not good, she knew that Wanqiu was not good at home, and she also thought that Wanqiu might not be good at school.

The elementary school students didn't say much, but the information revealed between the lines was enough for a keen adult to notice the anomaly.

These guys who bully their own children, she doesn't retaliate back, that's not her personality.

It's also simple to get revenge.

It's enough to just let the news expose some small things in school.

Her resources in this area are innumerable, but now is not the time.

Yang Xiaoyu turned her head to look at Wan Qiu, just in front of Wan Qiu's gaze when she looked up at her.

Yang Xiaoyu's face stiffened, restrained her temper, and showed a gentle and warm smile.

This time, there was no tough pulling or roaring, Wan Qiu quietly followed Yang Xiaoyu's side.

He was very close to the woman, and the good smell of the woman's body never dissipated.

He knew this woman, who had lifted his clothes yesterday.

Wanqiu unconsciously pulled down the hem of his clothes.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong yesterday." Yang Xiaoyu noticed Wan Qiu's movements, and immediately took two steps back to a safe distance, "Give me a chance to speak, okay?" ”

Yang Xiaoyu's point to the point and no longer tough, so that Wanqiu's defense easily disappeared without a trace.

"Say what?" Wan Qiu asked.

"Can I change places?" On the noisy street where the sound of traffic and the flow of people are crowded, Yang Xiaoyu minds every factor that will affect her confession to Wanqiu.

Wan Qiu nodded, but his face was hesitant.

It's almost time for lunch, and there are a lot of bottles to pick up in the snack street at noon, and the weather is so good today, there will be a lot of people.

Yang Xiaoyu took out a 100-yuan note from her bag.

Wan Qiu watched the woman put the banknote in front of him: "I want to talk to you, use the money to buy the time to talk to you, okay?" ”

All right?

Wan Qiu swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

He had already agreed, but he was suddenly given a hundred.

Wan Qiu had only seen a hundred yuan when he was running errands for his parents, and he knew that this could buy a lot of things.

100 yuan, how long does it take for him to save up scrap?

Chapter 24

Wan Qiu took a hundred yuan.

The touch of a brand-new banknote in your hand is very different from the dirty and raw edge that has always been □□ in the past.

He has a hundred dollars, and he can take care of his friends.

"Where to go?" Wan Qiu asked.

Yang Xiaoyu smiled, and the beautiful woman smiled as if she had overpowered the sun.

"Come with me." The woman held Wan Qiu.

When you enter the door of the café, the scorching heat is instantly blocked out of the transparent glass door, and the elegant café is filled with quiet music, as if a new world is separated.

Wan Qiu had never been to such a place.

Wan Qiu was held by Yang Xiaoyu, but was pulled when he went in.

Wan Qiu didn't let go of the hand of the little cart, he was inside the glass door, and the cart was stuck outside the door.

"Please take a look at these things for me." Yang Xiaoyu pointed directly to the female clerk and pointed to the small cart at the door, "I will pay the storage fee afterwards." ”

"Okay, please come in." The gentle female clerk smiled and made an inviting gesture.

Wan Qiu let go of the small cart and was held by the woman.

The aroma of the bagged bread that the café and Wanqiu are familiar with, and the sweetness that cannot be ignored seems to be doing its best to exude a delicious taste and seduce everyone.

I sat on the sofa in the box, and the soft fabric was soft, like fresh cream flowing through my fingers.

Wanqiu is like foam falling on a dessert, tasteless, jerky to the touch, and out of place.

"As soon as possible." Yang Xiaoyu finished ordering, let people leave, and closed the curtain of the small cubicle.

There were only the two of them left in the space, and the dark cubicle where sunlight could not shine was only a small dim spotlight.

Women still look beautiful and dazzling in such an atmosphere.

"My name is Yang Xiaoyu." Yang Xiaoyu said.

Wan Qiu also responded to his name: "My name is Wan Qiu." ”

"Hungry?"

Wan Qiu nodded.

"Let's eat first." Wanqiu was so close, and Yang Xiaoyu's impatience was appeased.

Yang Xiaoyu took out a pack of wet wipes from her small bag, tore it open, and held Wanqiu's hand.

"Your hands are dirty."

The slightly cool wetness of the wipes was wiping his fingers little by little, and Wan Qiu looked at the woman, her long and thick eyelashes made those eyes even more beautiful.

Wan Qiu's hands were wiped clean, with the scent of wet wipes.

The woman threw away the wipes but didn't let go of his hand.

When the woman's hand held him, it was very strong.

The waitress opened the curtain and brought the first dessert, and Wan Qiu's hand was released.

The wetness of the wipes had dried, but there was still a touch of a woman's palm on his fingers, which was warm and slightly wet.

The dessert that came up first was delicately arranged, as if it would destroy the beauty of this dessert as long as it moved, Yang Xiaoyu pushed it in front of Wanqiu.

"Let's eat, there will be pasta for a while, I don't know how it tastes, at least it's full."

Wan Qiu held the small spoon and scooped up a small piece of ice cream, the cold sweet taste quickly took away the heat accumulated by Wan Qiu in the morning, the sweet honey toast, and the aroma in the mouth seemed to fill Wan Qiu's brain.

Wanqiu eats very quietly, whether it is a spoon or chopsticks, it will not collide with the dishes and make too much noise, and he chews quietly with his cheeks, which is very cute in Yang Xiaoyu's eyes.

Yang Xiaoyu looked at it, with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Wan Qiu stopped.

"Aren't you eating?" Yang Xiaoyu asked, the meal ordered was not finished yet, and Wanqiu still had very little to eat.

"I'm full." Wan Qiu said.

"Can't eat anymore?" A boy in the growth period only has this amount of food, Yang Xiaoyu frowned.

Wan Qiu shook his head and said, "Thank you." ”

Yang Xiaoyu knew that the next thing was the time to talk.

Yang Xiaoyu unconsciously lifted her long hair, and in the face of unfamiliar relatives, she who had always been proud and confident began to be restrained.

"I have ...... A son. When Yang Xiaoyu was really about to speak, she suddenly felt barren in language, "I love him very much, but I lost him." ”

Wan Qiu listened quietly.

"It was lost when he was five years old, it's been a long time since now, he should be fourteen years old this year."

"I've been looking for him for a long time, I've been looking for him, and now I've found him."

Yang Xiaoyu looked at Wan Qiu, Wan Qiu just listened.

Yang Xiaoyu stopped playing dumb riddles and said, "Wanqiu, we found you." ”

Wan Qiu raised his eyes, which had been staring at the plate, and looked at Yang Xiaoyu.

Yang Xiaoyu continued: "I've been looking for you, you are my child, I was too excited yesterday to express it well, but what I said is true." ”

Wan Qiu was observing Yang Xiaoyu's eyes.

Among them, there are very unique eyes that Wan Qiu has never gotten.

It doesn't mean 'unhappy'.

"If you have doubts, we can do a paternity test." Yang Xiaoyu saw Wanqiu's silence and continued, "You were five years old when you were stolen, don't you remember anything before you were five years old?" ”

Wan Qiu rarely recalled, his memories were chaotic, and Wan Qiu couldn't give those memories a correct order.

Messy memory fragments are piled up in inconspicuous corners, unable to be organized, and no more detailed content can be found.

But Yang Xiaoyu's words stirred up a strong wind in the corner of his memory, and the mixed memories reappeared in Wan Qiu's brain, active and flying, as if something was about to stand out.

"Don't you believe it?" Yang Xiaoyu was worried, her child, who was already a teenager in front of her, was so silent that she was frightened after knowing the news.

Suddenly, a special fragment of memory appeared in front of Wan Qiu's eyes.

Wan Qiu said, "I believe it." ”

Yang Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment: "You ...... Believe it? ”

Wan Qiu looked at Yang Xiaoyu: "Are you ...... Mom. ”

When Yang Xiaoyu got a positive answer, her eyes slowly widened, and she heard the sound of her heart beating violently.