The little brother is wrong...

Grandma Yu's face showed confusion.

Xiao Xiao acted as if he raised his hand and wanted to throw the mimosa out of his hand into the balcony.

When Xiao Xiao came over, did he hold a pot of mimosa?

Xiao Xiao looked in the voice.

I let the child sit under the stool.

Fence against the balcony.

I was so happy when I found out about mimosa...

Today, the child cried less, his eyes were red and swollen, and the whites were covered with red bloodshot.

"They remember..."

Just now……

Mom and dad will be sad.

But if so, where is the pot of mimosa outside the child’s hand?

I hate my parents so much...

"Bad?"

Are you going to wake up?

The child was trembling all over.

My feet became weak.

They are not his parents...

"Lele is about to continue walking backwards."

Suddenly being named, Grandpa Yu and Grandma Yu were both stunned.

...

...

Find it for me.

I squatted behind the child.

Yes...

The child's voice is very soft.

I stared at the mimosa blankly.

How did I feel that I admit my parents wrong?

I used to be...

...

Even if I don’t believe it after the end, I really doubt that they are tempted by my parents...

His parents...

That pot of mimosa is not from the balcony.

Doctors, too.

...

I have to accept the reality behind my eyes.

Memory is too bad.

The child pursed his lips.

"You have to think too little."

I still can't change my words immediately.

"My parents..."

You have to look at Grandpa Yu.

Um?

The child hugged the mimosa tightly.

The child looked stunned.

"Give."

yes.

I just said a few words in a casual tone.

I shook my head slightly.

"Feng Dai."

That's the mimosa they gave me.

The child seemed to be unaware of it.

Grandma Yu pinched the back of her hand tightly.

Xiao Xiao smiled.

...

"Grandpa and grandma have always been worried about Lele."

I……

...

Let me feel my parents caring about me.

He doesn't want to believe it.

The child seemed to be woken up by someone from a dream.

...

Although I don't have any impression of this yet...

Xiao Xiao looked at the balcony.

I want my parents to be sad.

A slight light lit up in my eyes.

The child couldn't help but look at Xiao Xiao.

Xiao Xiao took this pot of mimosa.

But we are younger.

Xiao Xiao reached out and pressed the child's head heavily.

But when I came, I hated my parents touching my head.

...

At that time, Grandma Yu's voice sounded, "Feng Dai!"

The leaves curled up quickly.

...

I saw it with my own eyes...

...

"Yes!"

My strange mimosa...

When my parents touched my head, I would shake my head hard and shake it away. I would be happy and would slightly warn my parents to touch my head carefully.

The child closed his eyes again.

Xiao Xiao grabbed the child's arm with quick eyes and hands.

The feeling under my head makes me feel that I don’t have any dependence.

they……

Because I said I had seen mimosa and wanted to see it...

Grandpa Yu was also confused about that point.

...
To be continued...