In the vague shadow, the handsome outline of the youth is familiar.

"Dear brother..."

She cried out unconsciously.

Pop!

The lights are on all over the room.

Tong Le looked at the silly little girl in front of her with a smile: "are you disappointed?"

He Baobao fixed his eyes and was disappointed.

"Why are you!"

She was depressed.

Tong Le bent over and raised her chin with her two fingers.

He was so close that he almost touched the tip of her nose.

"Don't you want to see me?" Tong Le pretended to be very sad and said: "thanks for waiting for you so long outside, baby sister, are you treating me like this?"

He Baobao snorted.

She pushed away the boy and wrinkled a small face: "I don't like you, you are a bad person, and ah, don't call me baby!"

"First, I'm not a bad man, I'm your brother Tongle; Second, I don't call you baby. What do I call you? Honey Tong Le said, his eyes narrowed.

"Bah, bah, bah!"

He Baobao stamped his feet and said: "don't call me baby, don't call me sweetheart."

"Well, what should I call you?" Tong Le leans against the wall and looks down at her, just like a fool.

He baobab's expression is very serious: "my name is he baobab, you can call me Beibei, or Beier."

Well, that's what people call her.

"No way!"

Hearing the speech, Tong Le refused to think about it.

He Baobao's eyes are full of beauty.

Tong Le continued: "I just want to call baby. How can you hit me?"

Still don't say, he Baobei listened to this words, seriously raised a hand, pose to hit him.

Tong Le did not move, her hands around her chest, and her eyes were cold.

He Baobei shakes and raises his little hand, but he still can't get down.

"I hate you!"

She retracted her hand and puffed up her cheeks in displeasure.

Tong Le laughs.

"Do you know why I'm looking for you?" He asked aloud.

He Baobao tilted his head and looked at him askew: "why?"

Tong Le takes out a small pink paper box from his pocket. It's only the size of his palm, and it's tied with white lace. It looks very delicate and lovely.

"Wow

He Baobao looked forward to it: "is it for me?"

"What else?" Tong Le hummed and gave her the small box.

He Baobei picked it up.

She couldn't wait to open the gift. After seeing what was inside, her eyes burst out with surprise: "is this from my dear brother? Wow, what a beautiful star. "

The box is full of small flowers full of stars, which are made into dry flowers, colorful.

The little girl looked down and sniffed. Her face was full of smiles: "it's really fragrant."

"Well!"

Tong Le answered with no expression on his face.

"Is this from my dear brother?" He Baobao raised his head and asked again.

Tong Le's eyes are deep.

"What do you think?" He did not answer rhetorical questions.

He Baobao held the box and nodded with a smile: "it must be him. My brother said that the stars are his lucky flowers. His favorite color is pink."

Tong Le let out a "Oh", and his reaction was very weak.

He Baobao carefully closed the box and said: "I also like stars all over the sky. Last time I checked its flower language. Do you know what the flower language of the stars is, Tong Le? "

He Baobao is very polite.

She used honorifics when she saw everyone.

But there is only one child who wants to call her full name directly.

Tong Yue was used to it. He said with a smile, "what's its flower language?"

He Baobao raised his face and looked at him with bright eyes: "the flower language of stars in the sky is... Sincere love, care and purity!"

"I see." Tong Le nodded.

He Baobei gave him a smile and then said, "I have something else to ask you."

"Ask."

Tong Le seldom has patience.

He Baobei looked at him, and a pear vortex suddenly appeared in the corner of his mouth: "what's the mailbox number of brother Xingan?"

"Well?"

Tong Le accident.

He Baobei explained: "I've learned to type now. Didn't you say last time that you couldn't give me his mobile phone number in order to protect his safety? Well, then I went back and thought, "if I can't make a phone call, can I write a letter?"

Children's music is silent.

"I've learned to type now." He Baobei said here with pride: "although I type very slowly, brother Dongting said that no matter what I do, I will do it step by step, so I believe that one day, I will play very fast!"

After hearing these words, Tong Le's beautiful face suddenly shows a trace of ridicule.

"You're trying."

So he said.

He Baobao didn't know, so she asked, "what's the matter? Can't you even write a letter?"

Tong Le opened his mouth.

Originally, he wanted to make a direct decision.

However, this word to the mouth, but into another sentence.

"You can write." He said.

"Really?" He baobabe smell speech, happy: "that you quickly give me the mailbox number."

"I don't have a pen or paper." Tong Le replied, looking at her with a smile: "I'll give it to you next time, OK?"

"Well..."

He Baobao lowers his head.

Tong Le raises her hand to touch her little head.

But he hesitated.

"I'm going."

At this time, he Baobei suddenly raised his head and said.

However, when she saw the hand he raised, she was slightly surprised: "are you going to hit me?"

Tong Yuewei was stunned.

"No

He took back his hand lightly.

"Then get out of the way!" He Baobei said without hesitation.

Tong Le leaves from the door, her pure black eyes falling on the little girl all the time.

He Baobao has opened the door.

"Thank you, Tong Le!"

Before she left, she looked back at him.

"Well, go ahead." Tong Le nodded to her.

He Baobao left without looking back.

But Tong Le stood there for a long time.

He didn't know what had happened to him recently. He always felt empty.

When he Baobao came back to the scene, he Dongting was standing at the exit, surrounded by security guards.

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