Mi Bao was three and a half years old, and was favored by the big bosses in the capital

After Mi Bao and the others went out, the whole Westinghouse fell silent.

Strictly sat there against the wall, for some reason, this small West Room seemed to be filled with lonely emotions, which almost swallowed him whole.

He has lived in Su's house for more than half a month.

It has to be said that the Su family took good care of him. They asked doctors to make medicines, food, clothing and housing, and nothing was overlooked.

But he is not the Su family.

Because Dalang and the others also live in the Westinghouse, there are many people coming and going in and out of this room on weekdays, and it is very lively, but he always feels that he is out of place with these bustles.

Not to mention the distance, this time Dalang and the others picked up a young boy from the mountain, and everyone talked to each other so lively, but he could only watch from a distance like a bystander.

Of course, he would interject a sentence or two during the period, but after Su's family responded, he was "forgotten" again.

He knew that the Su family was either deliberately ignoring him, or subconsciously ignoring him.

After all, he is not one of them.

However, today, he unexpectedly discovered that the boy who had just entered the door for less than half a day had a more sense of integration than himself.

This frustrates him.

What frustrates him even more is that after such a long time, except for that day, he has never seen Su Wenxiu again.

She was obviously able to get out of bed and walk around, but she never came in to see herself once.

He even knew very well that she still deliberately didn't enter this room.

For what?
The answer is obvious.

Although his injury has not healed yet and needs to be taken care of again, it is not impossible for him to live alone.

Is it better for me to leave here?
Before the day when Zhao Changan came looking for trouble, he actually thought about leaving Su's house.

It was just a delusion to stay here to get closer to Su Wenxiu, so he was reluctant to leave.

Later, I was injured again, and the new injury added to the old injury, and it naturally stayed again.

Now, he hesitated again.

go?
Even if he leaves, he can come again, as long as he wants.

Thinking of Su Wenxiu's attitude, Yan Yan immediately shook his head, "No, I can't go."

If you leave this time, you will never have another chance!
Da Lang came in with a pair of chopsticks carrying a bowl.

Strictly recovered, he took a low table from the corner and put it in front of him.

"Uncle Yan, have noodles for lunch today." Da Lang brought the noodles over and put them on the low table, his eyes flashed, and he added, "My aunt made this noodles today. It's been a long time since I ate aunt's. face."

"Your aunt made it?" Yan Yan paused the hand holding the chopsticks, and when he raised his head to look at Da Lang, his eyes were shining.

Dalang's appearance is almost in the same line as Su Guang Su Shan's, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, he looks very decent, but Shen Yun is softer and more delicate than Su Shan, and there is always a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth. Those who don't know think he is born He has a pair of smiling lips.

However, at this moment, he couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.

Staring blankly at the steaming bowl of noodles, Da Lang really felt that if anyone in this world could look forward to and really love the noodles made by his aunt, then only Uncle Yan would be the only one.

This point, the uncle who has passed away can't do it at all.

He still remembered that when his uncle was still alive, once when he came back with his aunt, the aunt wanted to make noodles for the whole family on a whim, but his uncle's expression changed greatly in fright, and he refused to let her into the kitchen.

My aunt complained to my mother in private, saying that my uncle thought her noodles were unpalatable.

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