But maybe leaving himself a little bit can give Wanqiu more time to think for himself.

Here, you don't have to worry about whether Wanqiu will be bullied, whether she can't afford to eat what she wants to eat, and whether she can't do anything.

Yang Xiaoyu held Wanqiu's face and saw Wanqiu's eyelashes trembling slightly, which was a sign of unease.

"Baby, mom will be away for a while, baby, is that okay?" Yang Xiaoyu also knew that if he left for a while, Chu Jianshu and Yang would also take good care of Wanqiu, but they were still reluctant psychologically.

"Hmm." Wan Qiu responded.

However, Yang Xiaoyu smiled bitterly.

Wan Qiu answered this question by looking into her eyes, and his agreement was not to express his own opinion, but to read the affirmation that she must go.

"Baby, mom will come back quickly to watch cartoons with our baby." Although watching cartoons during this time is also Wanqiu watching next to her, she works remotely.

Wanqiu didn't understand why he wanted to go out to work and mention himself.

He has no necessary connection with work, and work will be more important than him.

There's no need to hesitate about this, why wouldn't mom want to go?

For Wan Qiu, no matter where her mother is, as long as she will eventually come back, come back here.

Then he has nothing to fear.

Chapter 48

On the same day, Yang Xiaoyu booked a ticket to fly abroad.

Before leaving, Yang Xiaoyu kissed Wan Qiu's forehead.

Recently, Wan Qiu has gradually understood the meaning of kissing.

It's an expression of intimacy, affection.

So Wan Qiu also kissed her mother.

Yang Xiaoyu stood in place, looking at him, a little stunned, not as enthusiastic as usual.

Wan Qiu saw Yang Xiaoyu's happy fireworks, crackling and flickering between the long hair blown by the breeze.

Until he saw Yang Xiaoyu leave, Wan Qiu leaned against the door alone and unconsciously touched his lips.

The lips are really, very unique organs, and they can easily bring pleasure to people.

You will be happy when you eat, you will be happy when you smile, you will be happy when you kiss, you will be happy when you talk, and you will be happy when you paint beautiful colors.

Did he kiss his mother, so his mother was so happy?

Wan Qiu returned to his room.

Dad said that today give him free time and he can do whatever he wants.

Wan Qiu didn't have anything he wanted to do.

He used to pick up garbage every day because their refrigerator was always empty.

He needed money to eat.

But now it's different, they have a great chef, the fridge is always full, and the cooking is delicious.

He didn't need to clean his room, because everywhere he saw seemed to be unobtrusive, incredibly clean.

But Wanqiu still has to do something.

Because his dad asked him to do 'what he wanted to do'.

If you don't have what you want to do, do what you can.

Wan Qiu got dressed and went downstairs.

He could ride his tricycle, to remember this big, big home, to find what he could do.

Wanqiu likes tricycles very much.

On the road, there are all sorts of shiny cars, and only tricycles can bring money.

The cars that sell fruits, the cars that sell fried rice, and the cars that sell barbecues are all tricycles.

The most attractive thing is the tricycle that sells scrap products.

It can be parked wherever it wants, and it can put lots and lots of paper shells and bottles, and everyone who collects waste has a tricycle.

It's just that this is the home, and there won't be a lot of garbage at home.

Wanqiu rode a tricycle, in the villa area, detouring.

It's such a big place, Wanqiu has always felt that maybe his parents are the head of a whole village, so they can have such a big place to live.

Wan Qiu is actually not very familiar with the roads here, there are really a lot of roads here, which are more complicated than the streets in the largest community that Wan Qiu bypassed.

Wanqiu once spent a year exploring a route suitable for picking up garbage.

But now he should have spent less time exploring the place, because there were no people and few garbage cans.

Wan Qiu doesn't need to think about when to 'go home', because the place he is now is home.

Wanqiu stopped on the side of the road and sat in the tricycle body, just in the shadow of dense leaves, falling on the tricycle.

The breeze blows lightly with a shallow fruity aroma, which is Wanqiu's favorite taste.

Lying in the body of the tricycle, Wanqiu looked up at the clear blue sky.

Quiet winds, swaying leaves, crisp birdsong, flowing air.

Wan Qiu had never been so serious about observing these elves who showed off their happiness every day in nature.

It's something that can be seen every day, but at this moment, it seems to have re-entered Wanqiu's memory.

Wan Qiu opened his hands and held the wind.

And the wind took Wanqiu and flew into the sky.

Looking down at the white building in the sky, it was like a smile on his face.

——

When Wanqiu woke up, the sky had been dyed red by the setting sun.

Wan Qiu sat up suddenly, this time was the time to go home.

However, the tricycle under him shook, and Wan Qiu seemed to have just reacted that he was at home now.

It's just that......

Wan Qiu had an extra thin blanket on his body, on his abdomen.

Originally, there was no shade in the place where he was, but now he was still under the shade, and the tricycle had moved.

Wan Qiu saw the strange shadow on the ground and turned around.

Sitting in the seat of the tricycle, there was a man who heard his movement and looked back at him.

The man with a tall figure and a somewhat unapproachable face is Yang Ze.

"Isn't it uncomfortable to sleep here?" Yang asked.

Wan Qiu shook his head.

Yang got out of the car and stretched out his hand to pluck the leaves above Wan Qiu's head: "Isn't it uncomfortable to be so hard?" ”

Wan Qiu said: "It's not uncomfortable. ”

"Really? Did you sleep well? Have you ever dreamed? Yang was forced to be gentle under the setting sun, by the gentle twilight of the sun.

Dreaming up?

Wan Qiu nodded.

But he didn't remember what kind of dream he had, everything in the dream was very long, but he was light and fluttering, and his heart was not uncomfortable, which should mean that he had a good dream.

Wan Qiu raised his eyes and went to see Yang Ze, why is the second brother here?

Yang Ze didn't fail to see Wan Qiu's puzzled eyes, but he couldn't explain it.

Chu Yigui, who obviously knew Wanqiu very well, also said that Wanqiu should be given a little time of his own and let him adapt to this unfamiliar environment by himself, but Yang Ze still came back.

This is the first time he has taken a leave of absence from work.

I thought that when I saw Wan Qiu, I would be a little restrained, but I didn't expect that after finding it, I sat next to the sleeping Wan Qiu for an afternoon.

He didn't do anything, he didn't even turn on his phone to work.

Yang Ze has not been like this for a long time, the world has been emptied, there are no messy trivialities, there are no chaotic thoughts, and his brain is blank.

It was the first time that I realized that their villa in the suburbs was actually so beautiful, and the teenager who slept quietly in a quiet environment, the sound of his breathing was hidden in the breeze, but it seemed to soften this hot summer day with the breeze.

"Thirsty?" Yang asked, if you sleep soundly in the summer until the afternoon, you should also need to replenish water.

Wan Qiu pursed his lips, it was indeed a little dry.

It's time to go back to the house and drink some water.

Wan Qiu raised his eyes to look at Yang Ze.

Yang also looked back at him.

The two people, who didn't speak much, looked at each other without saying a word.

Wanqiu got off the body of the tricycle and went around the body to get on the saddle of the tricycle.

Yang sat on the edge of the car and watched Wanqiu get into the tricycle.

Wan Qiu waited, glanced back at Yang Ze, and then at the tricycle.

Yang tentatively sat on the body, Wan Qiu seemed satisfied, turned around, and used all his strength to pedal with difficulty.

If it's just an empty car, Yang Ze's height and weight obviously give a lot of weight on the tricycle, and Wanqiu has a hard time starting.

Yang stepped on the ground, so that the tricycle could start better, and the tricycle gradually smoothed out.

Yang sat curled up and sat on a tricycle, his expression indescribably complex.