"Hello, I'm Aye." He said with a smile, took out a small notebook, took out a charcoal pencil, turned around and asked: "Aniang, I want to draw the appearance of the little flower, so that it

If there are any changes, I will know about them!"

"Okay. Then you can play by yourself here, and grandma will prepare dinner for us."

Aye nodded vigorously: "Okay! I want to eat pea yellow tonight!"

After listening to the gentle voice for a moment, the woman in green finally said with a bit of helplessness: "Whose taste do you follow? Where is the delicious yellow pea?"

Aye couldn't help but raised his arms and shouted: "Pea yellow! Delicious! Delicious!"

"Really, this silly boy has never eaten anything delicious, and he is becoming more and more like a pea every day."

The voice of the woman in green clothes was full of doting helplessness and tolerance. Obviously, after all, there would still be an extra dish of pea yellow on the dinner table tonight that she didn't like.

Emotional words will always make the originally misty dreams settle and turn into real memories.

The woman in green clothes was so gentle, even a corner of her skirt was already as misty as smoke, and the fairy air was lingering around her. But such nagging words and the rising smoke made her covered with the red dust of the world.

Aye sat down opposite Ningchan seriously, scribbling and correcting in a small notebook. After a long time, after finishing the drawing, he proudly gave Ningchan a look.

"Look, little flower! Does it look like you?"

Xu is a little flower bud, and Ning Chan's physical strength is not very good. She has already exhausted most of her physical strength after just opening her eyes for a short period of time, and she is on the verge of closing her eyes and falling asleep again.

At this moment, when I saw the notebook in A Ye's hand, I didn't even need to close my eyes, and my eyes immediately went dark.

Like a fart.

What he painted was the cute and charming little buds of the Six-year-old flower.

Did this kid draw a crooked banana?

Ning Chan cursed and became drowsy.

When she woke up again, it was a windy and rainy night. She felt that her torso was being blown to and fro, and the cold wind was causing pain. Ning Chan felt that she woke up at the wrong time, and was planning to find a way to fall asleep again.

At that moment, a burst of footsteps came through.

It's Aye.

Wearing a thin nightgown, he rushed here to collect water, holding an umbrella that was blown around by the wind. The wind was too strong, and it was extremely difficult for him to hold the umbrella, and half of his hair was burned.

Face, but he still did not stop.

It wasn't until he rushed to Ningchan that he showed a happy smile and tried to hold the umbrella in his hand to protect her from the wind and rain.

But the wind was too strong.

The umbrella was blown away several times. Aye had no choice but to hold the umbrella and squat next to Ningchan. After a moment, he saw that the umbrella could not really protect her completely, so he sat on the dirt and held Ningchan.

Zen protected him under his body.

Then the wind stopped and the rain stopped.

Only then did Ning Chan see his face clearly.

She slept for a long time, and half of the baby fat on Aye's face had faded away, her eyebrows had become darker, and the thin layer of blue in the whites of her eyes had disappeared, and she looked like she was about seven or eight years old.

The umbrella is big, but the wind and rain are even heavier.

He huddled under the umbrella. The umbrella could not block out all the wind and rain, so the ends of his hair were dripping with water, and the thin clothes on his body were slowly getting wet.

But he didn't move, just looked intently at the little flower bud in his arms.

His eyes were like glass, pure as a child's, but his brows were stained with an air of coldness that shouldn't belong to his age.

The wind and rain blurred his face, and rainwater leaked on his cheeks.

After a while, Ning Chan realized that it was not just rain.

He cried quietly on such a rainy night, not even daring to cry loudly.

"Little flower." His fingers were cold, but he was still careful and gentle when touching her branches and leaves: "Is this... a home for you? If so, why haven't you bloomed every year?"

"Xiaohua, you are smarter than me. Smarter than my mother and I. You know you can't be open in a place like this, but we think this is our destination."

His low voice was mixed in the wind and rain, and became a little unclear: "But I thought this was home."

"I thought it was."

"I was wrong, Xiaohua, I was wrong."

"This is a prison."

"The most terrifying and suffocating prison in the world."

"But I have nowhere else to go, Xiaohua. I'm just like you. I can only stay here."

…

Ningchan woke up suddenly and looked sideways out of the window.

Thunder tore through the darkness, and then outlined the familiar silhouette outside the window on a rainy night.

It is also the same dark night as in the dream.

Ningchan was stunned for a moment, then stood up a little tiredly, walked barefoot to the door, and opened it.

The wind, rain, and thunder swept in together, blowing her disheveled hair away.

There are people in the small courtyard.

Yu Bieye's whole body was soaked, and even his brows and eyes became wet. He noticed the movement here, turned around and looked, his eyes were still a little blank, but when he looked at her, he subconsciously wanted to reveal a

A brief laugh.

"Master..." He was about to speak, but he remembered what she had said before, so he stopped abruptly and changed his title awkwardly: "Fellow Taoist Wangshu."

Such a title made it harder to say the next words. He paused, but finally said it: "The ground is cold."

"Why are you still here?" Ningchan frowned.

"I..." Yu Bie looked embarrassed at night, her forehead hair hanging down and sticking to the skin of his forehead. When he looked at her at this moment, he looked like a homeless puppy: "I have no other place to go.

go."

For a moment, Aye's eyes in the rain overlapped with those of Yubieye in front of him. He was the young man who was soaked in the rainy night but had nowhere to go. He was the one who used his body to protect the Liuchuhua in his arms in the dream, and took advantage of the rain.

Aye, who only dares to cry when she is lustful, was also the junior brother who held an umbrella for her in her previous life.

It would be better for him to call her senior sister.

she thinks.

So Ning Chan turned sideways and gestured to the direction of the room with his chin.
Chapter completed!