After living for seventeen years, Da Bao felt for the first ti that his mommy was sowhat hateful.
She obviously knew sothing, but she refused to enlighten him. This feeling of being kept in the dark when everyone else seed to understand was really unpleasant.
Mommy said that Nuonuo wouldn’t fancy another boy, which was a good thing for him, but clearly, her words had another layer of aning. What exactly was that hidden aning?
Actually, Nuonuo was already eleven years old, and according to the current mindset of children, having a crush on soone was quite normal.
But to Da Bao, Nuonuo was the apple of his eye. Not to ntion her having a crush, even if she glanced at other boys a bit more, he wouldn’t be comfortable with it.
Lying in bed, Da Bao was preoccupied with these thoughts. So, strictly speaking, he chatted with Le Tong, but not only did he fail to understand things about Nuonuo, Le Tong’s slightly strange words only added to his frustration and confusion.
Da Bao tossed and turned, unable to sleep, while mories of Nuonuo from childhood flashed like a film replaying in his mind.
He realized that his mories of Nuonuo were as clear as a docuntary in his head, a long reel, where he could locate any point in ti he wished to see, and that ti would vividly appear in his mind.
He even rembered seeing that pretty little girl in the woods, lying in a basket with her adorable little hands and feet.
Thinking back, it had already been almost eleven years!
That night, Da Bao couldn’t sleep at all, his mind continuously pulling back and forth on that ntal reel.
The little girl grew her first tooth, called him "Brother" for the first ti, took her first shaky steps, went to school with her little backpack for the first ti...
All these scenes filled Da Bao’s mind.
When he got up and saw Little Curly Hair, who had grown into a serene young lady, quietly sitting in the dining room sipping milk, he suddenly felt as if ti had flown by.
In just one night, the three thousand days and nights spent with this little girl had vanished. The once frenzied little baby had overnight beco this girl who might drift further and further away from him.
"Brother, morning!" The girl’s originally serene eyes, upon seeing Da Bao, seed like the rising sun breaking through the clouds with sudden brightness, making her already beautiful eyes even more captivating.
Da Bao even heard the strings of his heart being plucked, creating a series of foreign yet thrilling harmonies.
He chanically walked to Nuonuo’s side, suppressed the odd feeling in his heart, gently held the little girl’s slim shoulders and kissed her refreshing cheek.
"Morning, Little Girl!"
"Brother, morning!" Little Treasure, with his mouth full of bread, also looked up and mumbled a greeting to Da Bao.
"Morning, Little Treasure!"
He leaned over to kiss Little Treasure, then sat down. He shook his head lightly to shake off the myriad strange feelings in his heart and took a bite of his sandwich.
"Brother has sothing to do today and needs to return to school early. Mommy will take you to school today, so be good, okay?"
Nuonuo seed a bit disappointed, while Little Treasure was indifferent, simply saying, "Got it."
Nuonuo unhappily lowered her head to sip her porridge, and after a while, she looked up and asked Da Bao, "Brother, will Mommy pick us up in the evening too?"
Da Bao wasn’t sure how long Mommy would take to talk with the little girl, "I’ll try my best, but if I can’t make it, Mommy might have to pick you up instead."
"Oh..." Nuonuo was clearly disappointed but didn’t say it out loud, and she lowered her head to continue eating breakfast.
As it happened, Da Bao didn’t have classes in the afternoon, so after finishing his morning classes, he headed straight to the Ji Family.
Seeing him, Le Tong pulled him into the elevator.
"Your daddy has a commitnt at noon, so we’ll have lunch across the street."
"What do you want to eat, Mommy?" Da Bao is a foodie who eats anything tasty, and Le Tong is the sa.
"Let’s go to Uncle Yifan’s shop to eat, it’s been a long ti."
Most of the ti, if Le Tong is at the company, she eats at the cafeteria, and in the evening, the family prefers to eat at ho.
"Okay, I want to go too."
He said, as he held Le Tong and walked out of the elevator.
The receptionist at the front desk saw this serene and harmonious mother-son pair and greeted them with admiration.
"Hello, Miss Le! Hello, Young Master!"
The employees of Ji Family were supposed to address Le Tong as the President’s Wife, but she preferred being called Miss Le, saying that the title of President’s Wife sounded too heavy. Over ti, everyone at Ji Family got used to calling her Miss Le.
"Mommy, did Nuonuo say anything to you?"
As soon as they sat down in the restaurant, Da Bao eagerly inquired about Nuonuo.
"I knew you ca over just because you were worried about the little girl." Le Tong smiled slightly and took a sip of tea to moisten her throat before speaking again.
"Don’t worry, Nuonuo is fine. It’s just that she’s been a bit stressed lately with her studies, so she’s probably easily tired."
Le Tong’s face was extrely calm, and her gaze was gentle. She didn’t seem to be lying, but Da Bao still felt that this wasn’t the truth.
"Is it just that? Really no other reason?" Da Bao asked skeptically.
Le Tong nodded, "Yes, it’s just that. As for the physiological issues we were worried about last night, there haven’t been any signs."
Though Da Bao didn’t fully believe his mommy’s words, he kept getting the sa answer no matter how he asked, so he stopped pursuing it further.
Nuonuo continued using tiredness as an excuse, shutting the door and going to sleep after finishing her howork. Da Bao’s frustration and unease kept growing until his seventeenth birthday finally arrived.
Nuonuo handed his birthday gift to him, and when he opened it, it turned out to be an embroidery.
With just one look, Da Bao recognized that the original design for this embroidery was a close-up selfie of him and Nuonuo from sumr vacation.
Little Treasure ca over for a peek, scoffed, and let out a disgruntled huff, "Hmph, why isn’t there ?"
With smugness, Da Bao glanced at him, "It’s my birthday, not yours!"
Nuonuo affectionately patted Little Treasure’s head apologetically, "Mmm, when it’s Little Treasure’s birthday, Sister will make one for you, how about that?"
"Hmph, I don’t want it!" Little Treasure turned his head defiantly and sneered at Da Bao, "I want a different gift than brother’s."
"Alright, Sister will give you a different gift." Silly Sister Nuonuo cheerfully made the promise.
Da Bao gazed at the exquisitely embroidered piece, then glanced at Nuonuo’s slightly darkened circles under her eyes and suddenly understood a little.
"Silly girl, have you been saying you’re tired and sleepy to hide in your room and work on this embroidery all these days?"
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