It's cumbersome to how to shake hands.

How to smile.

How to clink glasses.

Cumbersome down to the smallest detail.

What should I do if my hair is messy?

However, after every sentence of Chu Yigui, there will be a sentence of 'I will'.

is such a detail to the extreme, there will be Chu Yigui by his side to help him.

Listening to Chu Yigui's voice, although he was chattering, he actually spoke very slowly.

It's like the time when Wanqiu was at a loss, and Chu Yigui would definitely guide him.

The irritable mood is like dust floating in the air, because it is sprinkled with water, it is sunk to the ground, and it is no longer raised.

Chu Yigui's hands were placed on Wan Qiu's legs.

Wan Qiu stretched out his hand and grabbed the back of Chu Yigui's hand.

Chu Yigui's expression paused slightly, and then he showed a shallow smile: "Are you at ease?" ”

"Hmm." Wanqiu Road.

"Don't worry." Chu Yigui said.

Wan Qiu shook his head: "Don't worry. ”

"Really?" This rhetorical question is more of a ridicule that wants Wanqiu to relax.

"Hmm." Wan Qiu nodded obediently, "Excellent memories will help me." ”

Chu Yigui reversed his hands and also held Wan Qiu's hand.

Both hands clasped each other's palms, and the reassuring temperature was transmitted between the two.

"Isn't it tiring to remember like this?" Wan Qiu suddenly asked, "I feel like I have to do a lot of things." ”

"No, it won't." Chu Yi returned.

"Really?" Wan Qiu also learned to ask rhetorical questions.

"Really."

Wan Qiu looked at Chu Yigui.

It looks no different from usual, it's calm, it's stable, and it doesn't seem to worry about tomorrow at all.

Probably calm is contagious, Wan Qiu thought.

It doesn't seem to be that nervous anymore.

Wan Qiu let go of the hand he shook with Chu Yigui and pulled Chu Yigui up: "Will Yigui be dressed very handsome tomorrow?" ”

"Yes." Chu Yi returned.

"Is it also the clothes that the eldest brother made for you?" Wan Qiu looked at the suit on the wall.

"Hmm."

Wan Qiu and Chu Yigui chatted with each other.

Until Wan Qiu went back to his room.

Chu Yi returned to the computer in the room, and on the computer was a list of guests for the whole day.

It takes a long time to write everything down, even if it only takes a few hours.

It's not boring.

These are all people who may intersect in the future.

Someone who may have a collision with Wanqiu.

Then it becomes a matter of course for him to remember everything.

Chu Yigui's hand moved quietly, as if the temperature of the handshake with Wan Qiu was still remaining in the palm of his hand.

Unconsciously, his fingers curled up, as if he wanted to continue to retain the temperature of Wanqiu.

Slightly greedy, unwilling to be let go.

Chu Yigui raised his eyes and saw the screen of the computer that was already dark at this time.

His shadow was reflected on the black screen.

As if to tell him that he was constructed in pitch black.

Wan Qiu would unconsciously rely on him when he was nervous.

And Chu Yigui couldn't deny that he was so eager for Wanqiu's fragility and apprehension.

At the time of being dependent.

to be able to hear your heartbeat clearly.

Active, excited, violent.

——

Wan Qiu received a happy birthday text message from Chu Yigui at twelve o'clock in the evening.

There are also Chu Zhang and Yang Ze's.

If it weren't for the fact that it was already twelve o'clock, Wan Qiu felt that according to Chu Zhang's long congratulatory text message, he would probably rush directly to the bedroom.

But Wanqiu wants to sleep.

After seeing the congratulatory message, I fell asleep contentedly.

Even though Wanqiu was very nervous, a good biological clock still made him fall asleep quickly, and when he woke up again, it was the usual time to wake up.

As soon as he opened his eyes and thought about what he was going to do today, Wan Qiu began to get nervous.

Wan Qiu looked at the little suit, wondering if he should take the initiative to put on this outfit, and when Wan Qiu hesitated, there was a knock on the door.

Wan Qiu opened the door and saw Yang Xiaoyu standing at the door at this time.

"Happy eighteenth birthday baby!" Yang Xiaoyu was stuck in the time when Wanqiu woke up, and when she came up, she gave Wanqiu a big hug.

"Thank you, Mom." Wanqiu also hugged Yang Xiaoyu back.

Wan Qiu said that he hadn't washed yet, but Yang Xiaoyu had no intention of leaving.

Yang Xiaoyu is abroad because most of her work is abroad, and she came back for Wanqiu's birthday in the past two days, and she must not want to see Wanqiu.

When Wanqiu was washing, he felt as if Yang Xiaoyu had been watching him.

After washing, Wan Qiu looked at Yang Xiaoyu with blank eyes, and he noticed that Yang Xiaoyu seemed to be in a daze.

"Baby......" Yang Xiaoyu muttered, "Are you taller than your mother?" ”

Wan Qiu was stunned.

Suddenly, Yang Xiaoyu took Wan Qiu's hand and took Wan Qiu to the fitting room in the bedroom.

"Back to back with Mom!" Yang Xiaoyu said suddenly.

Wan Qiu and Yang Xiaoyu were back to back, and Wan Qiu vaguely noticed that it seemed that her mother's back was not as wide as she remembered.

Yang Xiaoyu looked at her and Wan Qiu in the mirror, Wan Qiu was a little taller than her.

Yang Xiaoyu's height is not short, and it is considered to be on the high side among women, and it was easy to pick it up when facing malnourished Wanqiu.

And now Wanqiu is no longer what she can pick up casually.

"So fast, is my baby growing so fast?" Yang Xiaoyu's expression was still a little trance.

Yang Xiaoyu turned around and stretched out her hand to suppress Wanqiu's hair.

Wan Qiu was a little puzzled, but seeing Yang Xiaoyu's action of raising his hand, he obediently bent down slightly so that Yang Xiaoyu could better suppress his hair.

"Baby, how can you grow so fast."

Yang Xiaoyu had some very subtle and complicated emotions in her heart for a while.

"I haven't loved my baby properly, why did I grow up."

Yang Xiaoyu recalled Chu Zhang and Yang Ze intentionally or unintentionally, as if these two children had also grown into tall without realizing it.

"Mom?" Wan Qiu noticed that Yang Xiaoyu's mood was a little low.

Like the sound of a drizzle falling on the ground, glass, and rooftops, it was a little stunned, but it was not a sad sound.

"The baby is taken off for mom to see, mom hasn't seen the baby for a long time." Suddenly, Yang Xiaoyu asked with a smile.

Wan Qiu nodded and took off his pajamas obediently.

In the thin upper body, those scars that were once dense have changed with growth.

The vanishing that should have disappeared, the one that was too difficult to get rid of, only a shallow pink scar remained.

On Wanqiu's milky white skin, it shows a bit of lovely color.

"Is there still a daily scar removal drug?"

Yang Xiaoyu's fingers stayed on the scar on Wan Qiu's body that had threatened Wan Qiu's life, and this was probably difficult to get rid of.

"Nope." Wanqiu Road.

"Also, I'm afraid that there is nothing that can be done with smear scar removal drugs to this extent." Yang Xiaoyu's expression was more emotional than helpless.

"I've heard that there is a way to remove scars, which is to destroy the skin ......"

Wan Qiu also secretly inquired, it was Zhou Peiyu who said it, saying that it was a way to cosmetic acne scars.

"There's no need for that." Yang Xiaoyu said directly, "Mom doesn't want our baby to hurt anymore." ”

Hurt......

This word seems to be far away from Wanqiu.

Wan Qiu doesn't even remember how he felt when he was in pain all the time.