When talking to others, Chu Yigui's eyes would not look at Wan Qiu.

When Chu Yigui took the initiative to touch him, the short-lived emotions that would let him taste would quickly disappear after he left.

It's like a candle dripping on the skin, bringing a burst of heat, but it will quickly disappear, leaving only a piece of burned red skin.

Burned places.

Is it intimacy?

Wan Qiu sat quietly in the empty living room.

From the huge floor-to-ceiling windows filled with sunlight, the sound of birds and insects is clearly transmitted.

And Wan Qiu's voice seemed to be only the sound of blinking.

Suddenly, the mobile phone that Wan Qiu had been quietly holding in the palm of his hand suddenly rang, and Wan Qiu suddenly shifted his gaze from the sun to the mobile phone, and saw that it actually displayed 'Mom' on it.

Answering the phone for the first time, even Wan Qiu, who had already learned how to answer the phone, was still a little panicked.

Essentials...... Green phone buttons?

Wanqiu's heart involuntarily quickened and pressed it.

"Wanqiu baby?" Yang Xiaoyu's relaxed and happy voice came from the opposite side.

Wan Qiu suddenly opened his mouth, and it took a long time to find his voice.

The strong, wonderful feeling of answering a phone call almost made Wanqiu lose his mind.

"Yes...... Yes, it's Wanqiu. Wan Qiu stammered.

Yang Xiaoyu was silent for a while, Wan Qiu couldn't hear the sound, thinking that the phone had hung up.

After listening carefully, I heard Yang Xiaoyu's voice muffled, as if she was holding the microphone and talking: "My baby...... How can my baby be so cute, it's Wanqiu...... It's really ......."

Wan Qiu hugged the mobile phone, and he didn't even dare to stick it directly on his ears, and the clean and bright mobile phone screen seemed to be stained by him as long as it was attached to his face.

"Baby, you're still in the living room, aren't you?" Yang Xiaoyu continued.

"Well, in the living room." Wan Qiu responded.

"Baby, go to the hallway and put on your shoes." Yang Xiaoyu said.

Wan Qiu was a little confused, but he still stood up and sat in the same position on the sofa for a long time, Wan Qiu stumbled a little, and then Wan Qiu found that his body was a little stiff because of the long-term tension.

At the entrance, Wan Qiu was given new shoes to wear early.

Wanqiu hasn't changed new shoes for a long time.

Just arrived at Ning Qiaozhen's house, Ning Qiaozhen bought him clothes and shoes, and because he was growing up, he deliberately bought a larger shoe size.

Wan Qiu hasn't grown much taller in the three years he has been in Ning Qiaozhen's house, and his shoes have never been changed, no matter how much Wan Qiu cherishes them, he can't avoid that the shoes have been worn to the point that they are almost impossible to wear.

Wanqiu's shoes are tinkered with by a shoemaker, and it will always be much cheaper than buying a new pair.

Brand new shoes that wrap around his feet.

There are no potholes in the soles of your shoes, and no soles are so thin that a small stone can make the soles of your feet hurt.

The shoes were soft, comfortable, and breathable, and even Wan Qiu felt that after putting on the new shoes, his vision became higher.

Some strange moods suddenly dissipated without a trace.

Chapter 42

"How's it going, are the new shoes comfortable to wear?" Yang Xiaoyu's teasing laughter pierced from the other end of the phone to Wan Qiu's ears.

"Yes." Probably because he couldn't see Yang Xiaoyu's face, Wanqiu didn't have to judge emotions and hints when answering questions, but it was easier to express his feelings.

"Do you like it?"

“…… Kindness. ”

Finding out that as long as he talked on the phone, Wanqiu would become more honest, Yang Xiaoyu was very interested in continuing.

"Now go out and follow the direction Mom said." Yang Xiaoyu said.

Wan Qiu hugged his mobile phone and opened the door, but the oncoming summer temperature did not make Wan Qiu feel hot.

It was a scorching summer sun, but the scorching heat seemed to be absorbed by the growing leaves and flowers, and the air was mixed with the soothing smell of plants and breezes.

Listening to Yang Xiaoyu's instructions, Wan Qiu walked to the gravel path.

Under the dense, sturdy and beautiful trees, all this very unfamiliar environment, but because of the mother's voice, Wanqiu is very relieved.

It's so big here.

Obviously, it is all trees and flowers, but Wanqiu also knows that this is different from the village.

The trees in the countryside don't look so pretty.

There are not so many competing flowers blooming in the countryside at once.

There is no smell of gasoline, no shops, and it is clean as if there is no dust.

It's the same place as the park.

But it was his home.

"What do you see now, baby?" Yang Xiaoyu's voice was gentle, coming from the phone.

Wanqiu smelled the sweet fragrance in the air, not the smell of flowers, but in the smell of earth, mixed with sweeter, you can taste the taste.

In Wanqiu's field of vision, there is a huge, endless orchard that suddenly appears.

"Yes...... Autumn. In the scorching summer, Wan Qiu said such a word.

In the vast orchard, different fruits shimmer in colorful colors in the sunlight, the rich fruity aroma condensed in the air, Chen is like a spirit, and the drunk Wanqiu wonders if what he sees is reality.

"Autumn?" Yang Xiaoyu's voice was blown to Wanqiu's ears by the breeze that passed from behind, "Is it the meaning of 'harvest season'?" ”

Wan Qiu turned around.

"What a cute adjective." Yang Xiaoyu looked at Wan Qiu's messy and soft hair caressed by the breeze, and her clear pupils seemed to be dyed with the color of fruit.

Yang Xiaoyu couldn't help but stretched out her little black hand to Wan Qiu, Wan Qiu quietly let her knead it, and her cute little eyes looked up at her tentatively, like a little milk dog being □□, and he didn't know how to resist.

"Mom called you, are you happy?" Yang Xiaoyu was wearing a sunhat, but the smile she showed under the brim of the hat was brighter than the sun, "Wouldn't it be nice to be able to show you your orchard?" ”

Wan Qiu blinked.

- Do it to other people, and other people will be happy.

Chu Yigui's voice suddenly seemed to appear in Wan Qiu's ears.

If pleased......

If you do what Chu Yigui said, will your mother be happier?

Wan Qiu raised his head, Yang Xiaoyu lowered his head, both of them seemed to sense that something was going to happen at this time, and neither of them spoke.

Wan Qiu knew that he had to be smarter.

At least Chu Yigui is also teaching him.

He's really happy too.

Wan Qiu slowly hooked the corners of his mouth, as if Chu Yigui's fingers were raising the corners of his mouth.

Wan Qiu smiled.

Because of the good mood, because of the beautiful orchard, because of the first time he answered the phone, because he looked back and saw his mother.

These joys were all poured into the corners of his mouth, and Wan Qiu smiled.

No sound.

Quiet.

Yang Xiaoyu's eyes slowly widened.

The joy of those bright eyes is like the flow of water dyed with the color of flowers during the flower season.

It's obviously a thin child who has been tanned a little, but he laughs like a sunflower.

Yang Xiaoyu unconsciously stretched out her hands and held the young man's cheeks, she lowered her head, the sun hat fell behind her, and Yang Xiaoyu kissed Wanqiu's forehead.

Yang Xiaoyu hugged Wanqiu.

Even in the soothing woods and orchards, the summer heat cannot be dissipated.

Yang Xiaoyu felt the warm Wanqiu, and gradually warmed up in her arms.

"Mommy loves you, baby." Yang Xiaoyu said seriously.

Wan Qiu always felt that Ning Hai and Ning Qiaozhen loved him, but they didn't love him later.

But Wan Qiu was when he heard this.

But it felt strange.

Is this what was said to him?

Can love be spoken?

Yang Xiaoyu let go of Wan Qiu, and under Wan Qiu's confused eyes, she also looked away a little embarrassed.

Just like many parents in the world, when expressing love to their children, they are more adept at using actions instead of saying love, such straightforwardness makes Yang Xiaoyu a little cramped.

"My hair is a little long." Yang Xiaoyu pinched the broken hair next to Wan Qiu's ear and changed the topic.

Have a chance to turn around and secretly make a girl look for Wanqiu? While Wanqiu still doesn't understand much?

Her children are so cute, she wants to keep them and watch them later.

You can't say this, otherwise Wanqiu will feel a sense of crisis, and she won't be willing to cooperate.

Yang Xiaoyu thought endlessly.

When Yang Xiaoyu was in a fugue, Wan Qiu's eyes looked at the hand that was pinching his long hair by his sideburns, and his hair, which had not been specially repaired for most of the summer, was indeed long.

It grows so long that it covers the eyes slightly.