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Yang Zimei stood in the middle of the courtyard holding her mobile phone, looking up at the sky.

I vaguely saw a silvery bright spot coming through the white clouds...

Is that the plane that Long Zhutian is on?

Why on earth did he have to leave because he only had time for a little hug? [

Just now she saw that his fingers had inadvertently poked many marks on the table next to the soft couch.

It can be seen how anxious he is inside.

What happened?

Lan Yaya pushed Xiaoqian into the room, sat beside her, and asked, "Brother Long is gone?"

Yang Zimei nodded.

"Not long after you went out, he received a call, and then he became very anxious, fidgeting, and went to the door from time to time to see if you were back. He must have something important to leave before leaving, don't be sad."

Lan Yaya told her.

Sure enough, there is something that must be rushed back to deal with, but because he promised himself to stay here to take care of the master, he couldn't get away, how anxious should he be?

I vaguely remembered that there seemed to be a trace of unbearable pain hidden in the bottom of his eyes.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a pain in her heart. She hugged the nightgown that still smelled like his pine scent tightly in her arms, closed her eyes and prayed for him secretly, hoping that he could solve his matter smoothly.

"elder sister"

Xiaoqian was holding the feeding bottle on the baby chair, looking at her with bright black eyes and asked, "Don't think too much about brother Zhutian, it's useless to think too much, he doesn't want you to look sad."

"Ah."

Yang Zimei nodded, and picked him up from the stroller, "Xiaoqian seems to have gained a lot of weight, I guess he can walk soon."

"About a month from now."

Xiaoqian looked helplessly at her short arms and legs, "I even regret that I am possessed. I really should hang by my sister's side like that day. I can never leave my sister, talk with my sister, and solve problems for my sister. Now , no matter what happens, I just sit like a baby, I hate it."

Hearing Xiao Qian's words, Yang Zimei was very moved and hugged him tightly, "You little guy, my sister would still like to see you grow up like this."

"Then I will grow up quickly, and I can be your little tail."

"Hehe, I don't want a little tail, I just want a little partner. I just don't know if my little Qian will have to leave me when he grows up." [

Yang Zimei smiled and said.

Xiaoqian's life experience has always been a mystery. It is absolutely impossible for him to be just an ordinary child who was made a ghost by a ghost descendant, because she has never seen a child with such a pure soul.

Even a newborn baby who is ignorant of the world has a faint trace of evil from the previous life.

But Xiaoqian didn't.

After he remembered his background, he would eventually leave his side, right?

Thinking of this, her heart, which had become particularly sentimental because Long Zhutian had just left, felt a little sad.

"Sister, don't be sad."

Xiaoqian stretched out his white and tender little hand, and touched her cheek, "I will never leave my sister, my sister is my home."

"hehe"

Yang Zimei smiled, she didn't know her own future, how could she know the fate of others?

However, she is very pleased that Xiaoqian has such a heart.

Unlike the previous life, there was no one to rely on, and no one to rely on himself, so living was as useless as an ant.

Being able to be needed and relied on in life is also a meaning of living, no matter how hard and tiring life is.

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