Chapter 346: Because I like warmth, 150

Qingzi stood in the same place and went back to his house to take a light and come into the house. The lights were dim. The little guy saw the number of warmth sitting in the corner of the desk in the room, and the number was warm and buried. Did not look up, shoulders slightly pulled.
The dim light casts the childish eyes more and more clean, and the child puts the lamp on the table next to it, walks over, and stretches out the small hand and gently pulls the warm clothes.
The number of warmth did not move, and even refused to look up.
Qingzi bitterly bite the small mouth, for a little while, two small hands clasped a few warm heads, gently patted on her back, screaming that she would not cry.
The number of warmth was raised by the child, and the emotions were more and more fierce. She couldn’t help but hug the childishness and cried out in a depressed manner.
For the first time in four years, I cried out.
"Youth... Qing..." She cried and shouted her little green child, and she took the childish force very hard.
The childish soft voice responded softly and awkwardly comforted the warm back.
"He doesn't want to keep warm... He doesn't... It turns out that... I don't want to keep warm..." The number of warm and sobbing and crying, even breathing can't go up.
It’s so uncomfortable.
It’s even worse than knowing that the man died in Seoul four years ago.
Qing child opened Zhang Xiaozui and tried to make a sound, but I didn’t know how to be good. She bit her lip and said it with difficulty: "Wo..."
She said "I", but it was ambiguous. Every word was filled with soft, ambiguous, non-standard milk, and every word was carefully read.
"To..."
"Number, warm."
After saying these four words, Xiao Qingzhi himself was a bit stunned, and inexplicably nervous, as if speaking out of her mouth was a very frightening thing for her.
And the warm crying was also stunned because of the childish export.
It was also a warm head. I heard that the youth was not just calling her name. The child said a complete sentence, even though there were only four words.
A few warm eyes were still covered with tears, but slowly raised their heads, holding the little girl's shoulders.
Qingqi probably just woke up not long after, wearing only a very thin goose yellow cotton skirt, two ankles did not wear socks, only smashed the flat shoes, the hair was scattered on the shoulders. , revealing a gentle face.
The little guy's eyes were brightly lit by the lights, and there was a mist of water. This would be a little confused and innocently glaring at her, as if she didn't know that she had spoken.
A few warm looking at her childish baby, rubbing her eyes, tears fell again, but this time I was moved to tears.
Qingzhi thought that the number was warm and sad, and stretched out her hand and carefully wiped her tears, shaking her head with her, not letting her cry.
The number of warmth sighed and hugged the childish, whimpered and smiled. "The number is warm and not crying..."
"I am stupid, I forgot that I still have a childish baby..."
Even if all the hopes become a bubble, even if you don't want to count the warmth, even if the reunion becomes a stranger, even if you don't see it again...
She is still young.
Anyway, it’s young.
In the past four years, she has come with a childish scorpion. She will be good for many years in the future. She can live alone with her.
She doesn't have such a strong heart to forget a person's life from the heart, not to mention that there is a childish connection between them, but it doesn't matter, she can pretend to forget.
Just like in the past four years, she has been forgotten every time she is asked.
Qingchun looked at the number of warm and crying and laughing, the little guy bowed his head and kissed the warm eyes, hugged a few warm necks, as if to bring all the peace of mind to her home.