he can fly

120 five.

"The bottom drawer,"

dark said,

"Open the bottom

that drawer. "

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City C has cooled down in October.

Ai Bao looked at his chubby hands and feet, and Yan Tang felt that he was soft and full of sensuality when he held him in his arms.

But Abbott was unexpectedly cold-tolerant.

"Ai Bao wants to wear this green and black scarf," Ai Bao pointed to the scarf on Yan Tang's left arm.

Yan Tang hummed, fastened the cross-shaped dark green scarf to Ai Bao, and tidied it up by the way.

While wearing it for Ai Bao, he asked Ai Bao, why did he want to wear this green scarf this time?

Obviously last year he preferred another one, the little yellow duck scarf made of lamb velvet.

"Because Yan Yan also has a black, black and green scarf." Ai Bao lowered his head and buried his chin in the knitted dark green scarf, "Can Yan Yan and Ai Bao wear it together?"

He held Yan Tang's hand to discuss with Yan Tang.

Aibao wore this dark scarf, and her skin looked fairer.

His curly hair fell down, and with this scarf that covered half of his face, it unexpectedly made his face extraordinarily small.

Ai Bao's big eyes were wide open, Yan Tang wasn't cold at first, and didn't really want to wear a scarf, but under Ai Bao's gaze, he changed the subject abruptly and changed to, "Okay, baby. "

Abbot was happy.

He stretched out his fat hand and said that he was coming to tie a scarf for Yan Tang.

Yan Tang took out the scarf, bent over and lowered his head, letting Ai Bao's white hands wind the scarf again and again.

Yan Tang's dark green scarf is darker than Ai Bao's.

He lowered his head and looked at Aibao's fat hands, which were like white dough, moving through the dark green scarf.

Aibao's fingers stretched and curled up from time to time, like a little flower.

"Okay! Yan Yan!" Ai Bao looked at the bow on Yan Tang's neck with satisfaction.

"Ai Bao is ready!" He said to Yan Tang proudly.

Yan Tang naturally knew what Ai Baoxi had become, and he touched the huge scarf bow on his chin helplessly.

Yan Tang felt that he was like a Christmas gift box now.

No matter what it is, Yan Tang still likes the first scarf that Ai Bao tied for him.

"It's beautiful, thank you, baby." He patted Ai Bao's head and praised sincerely.

Ai Bao blinked a few times, "You're welcome!"

Then, he and Yan Tang walked out of the room holding hands.

The day before yesterday, Yan Tang had brought Luo Xian and Liu Tangxing to visit the Xie family.

The head of the Xie family is a mixed-race man, about the same height as Yan Tang, both in his early 1.9 meters. He is dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with no expression on his face, and looks very indifferent.

The person communicating with them was another man surnamed Sun who was always smiling.

This Mr. Sun is not an easy-going lamp, and he found out the details of Liu Tangxing and Luo Xian in a few words.

Yan Tang accompanied Liu Tangxing and Luo Xian, and discussed with this Mr. Sun for almost half an afternoon. Finally, after several negotiations, Liu Tangxing and Luo Xian still got the asylum of Xie's family.

It's better than they and Yan Tang doing it alone.

When Yan Tang said goodbye to Liu Tangxing and Luo Xian, for the first time he saw the most relaxed smiles on their faces these days.

Liu Tangxing stared at Luo Xian's eyes, and there was no longer the kind of suppressed and unspoken love.

Now I can finally catch my breath.

Yan Tang was also happy for them.

In many cases, no matter how much evidence a person holds, no matter how righteous and correct a person stands, they cannot do it with passion alone if they want to bring down a behemoth.

The Xie family was willing to join them and protect Liu Tangxing and Luo Xian, which was much better than what Yan Tang could provide.

Yan Tang led Ai Bao out, and they didn't plan to travel far today.

Yan Tang wanted to take Ai Bao for a stroll around the community.

As soon as the door was opened, the cold air from outside blew in.

Ai Bao shrank his neck like a little quail, hiding himself in a thick scarf.

"Hand in hand with Yan Yan!" Ai Bao stretched out his fat hand and waved it in front of Yan Tang.

Hearing this, Yan Tang stretched out his big hand and grasped Ai Bao's whole hand.

"Is it warmer, baby?" Yan Tang stood in front of Ai Bao, pulling up Ai Bao's soft knitted scarf to cover his cheeks.

"It's warm!" Ai Bao said in a muffled voice through the scarf.

He nodded contentedly.

Yan Tang's big hands are always warm, although they are a little rough, but Ai Bao still likes Yan Tang holding his hand very much.

The cold wind in October has already taken shape, and Yan Tang has the foresight to help Ai Bao wear long johns early.

Ai Bao didn't feel the cold outside.

However, because he hadn't worn long johns for a long time, he was still a little unaccustomed to wearing long johns for the first few times, and he walked with twists and turns, like a clumsy little penguin.

Abbot narrowed his eyes.

The wind blew coldly on Ai Bao's face, and Ai Bao felt that they wanted to say something to him, but they walked too fast, and Ai Bao couldn't hear clearly.

What are you going to say to Abbott?Ai Bao asked the wind.

Feng took a breath and jogged for a while next to Aibao's ear.

Ai Bao, Ai Bao, she's coming back!Feng happily talked to Ai Bao.

We hear her voice, she's coming back!it says.

Ai Bao was surprised, his eyes widened, really?

Feng nodded, of course, no one in this world knows better than me!

Ai Bao's ears were red from the cold.

Still he was happy.

Thank you for telling Aibao!He thanked the wind.

Feng heartily said, you're welcome!

Then they whirred and continued their running.

Their whole life is running constantly. If they stop, they may die.

As Yan Tang was walking, he suddenly saw a smile on Ai Bao's Xiaoyuan's face. He caressed Ai Bao's little face, thinking that Ai Bao had thought of something interesting again, and he was having fun alone.

He squeezed, "Baby, what are you happy about?"

Ai Bao turned to look at Yan Tang, his eyes were bright, "Yan Yan! Feng told Ai Bao that sister Xia Xia is coming back!"

The faint smile that Yan Tang originally had on his face froze for a moment.

However, he still forcibly controlled his facial expression.

Yan Tang was not in a hurry to speak, he held Ai Bao's hand, and they walked to the fountain in the community.

It's autumn, the fountains in the community are no longer working, and the water fountains in a pond are sleeping quietly.

"Then baby, how soon will sister Xia Xia come back?" Yan Tang lowered his head, looked at Ai Bao and asked softly.

Abbot thought about it.

He shook his head and said, "Ai Bao doesn't know either!"

"Sister Xia Xia, she is coming back!" Ai Bao said excitedly.

He took Yan Tang's hand and shook it happily.

Looking at the happy Ai Bao in front of him, Yan Tang didn't know how to tell him the fact that Liu Xialiang died three years ago.

She jumped directly from the teaching building on the eighth floor.

There is no awareness of survival, no attachment to survival.

According to Liu Tangxing, it was obvious that he was sent to the operating room in time, but he still died in the end.

However, Ai Bao obviously didn't understand this part.

Ai Bao knew about death, but he didn't know why Liu Xialiang died.

Yan Tang discovered that in Ai Bao's eyes, sister Xia Xia's jumping off the building was never a suicide act.

Ai Bao only felt that it was Feng who invited sister Xia Xia to play with her.

They are fighting in a distant, strange world.

"Then baby, do you know where sister Xia Xia has been all these years?" Yan Tang continued to ask Ai Bao.

The two of them sat down on a bench.

The community is mainly single-family villas, with a large area and few people living there. Yan Tang and Ai Bao walked all the way and met no one else at all.

So when Ai Bao sat down, he automatically shrank into Yan Tang's arms, and Yan Tang hugged him naturally, not paying much attention to the so-called rule of not being too intimate in public places.

Ai Bao didn't quite understand why Yan Tang asked himself this question, "Sister Xia Xia went to play with Feng!"

He justifiably said, "Feng invited sister Xia Xia to play, and sister Xia Xia left with Feng."

"Then did she become a gust of wind?" Yan Tang asked softly.

Yan Tang's tone was extremely gentle, as if what he was facing now was a soap bubble falling to the ground.

With a little bit of sharpness, it can be pierced.

Ai Bao nodded his little head, "That's right, sister Xia Xia has become the wind!"

He stretched out his hands, made a soaring aircraft posture in mid-air, and gestured to Yan Tang seriously, "It has become a wind! A wind that can fly everywhere!"

Yan Tang did not deny this statement.

"Then baby, sister Xia Xia has become a gust of wind, how can she come back?" Yan Tang asked again.

Ai Bao was a little dazed, he hadn't considered this issue yet.

"Ai Bao doesn't know either." He shook his head obediently, "Does Yan Yan know?"

He raised his face and asked.

Yan Tang didn't say anything.

He took Ai Bao's fat hand first, and turned Ai Bao's pink palm up.

Yan Tang leaned over slightly, and exhaled hot air into Ai Bao's palm, "Baby, can you feel my breath?"

Ai Bao moved his five fingers and replied, "I can feel it!"

His whole trotter was warm.

"Then baby, can you catch my hot breath?" Yan Tang sat up and asked again.

Ai Bao squeezed his outstretched hand into a fat fist.

He felt that he had grasped Yan Tang's warm air, but when he opened his palm, Ai Bao found that his palm was still cold.

"Ai Bao can't catch them." Ai Bao shook his head and said to Yan Tang, "Qi run too fast, Ai Bao can't catch them."

Yan Tang held Ai Bao's hand instead, warming Ai Bao.

"Baby, qi and wind are the same principle," Yan Tang said, "we can feel them but can't grasp them, can't we?"

Ai Bao leaned back into Yan Tang's arms.

Yan Tang's embrace is always warm, which reminds Ai Bao of the quilt with the smell of sunshine and the steaming bathtub.

He rubbed Yan Tang's shoulder coquettishly, agreeing with Yan Tang's statement, "Yes!"

Yan Tang felt that Ai Bao wanted to hug him, so he lifted up his coat, and half hugged the soft Ai Bao into his clothes.

"In this case, baby, sister Xia Xia has become the wind, is it something we can only feel but not grasp?" Yan Tang rested his chin on the top of Ai Bao's furry head.

Ai Bao stretched out his other hand in the air and tried to catch the wind several times.

But still not working.

The life of the wind needs to run.

They may be able to slow down in Aibao's ears, hands, on rocks in the mountains, and among the woods, but they still need to run non-stop.

In the end, Aibao is indeed the case, "Yes, Aibao can't catch the wind, the wind will keep running, they are very busy."

Yan Tang was worried that his chin was pressing Ai Bao uncomfortably, so he raised his face and smoothed Ai Bao's curly hair.

"Baby, sister Xia Xia is a ray of wind, isn't she?" Yan Tang raised Ai Bao's small face and asked him.

Ai Bao blinked his big eyes, "Yes, sister Xia Xia has become the wind."

"Then, baby, I think sister Xia Xia will be like the wind when she comes back." Yan Tang stared at Ai Bao in his arms, and said to him seriously, "When sister Xia Xia comes back, she is also like the wind."

"Baby, you can feel her passing by your ear, or floating away from your fingers. But, I don't think we can catch her, and we can't talk to her."

"Then can't Ai Bao play with sister Xia Xia?" Ai Bao frowned, "Ai Bao still wants to play with sister Xia Xia on a high swing."

He said, a little aggrieved, "Sister Xia Xia promised Ai Bao that she would accompany Ai Bao on the swing."

Yan Tang caressed Ai Bao's small face.

His palms were warm, and when they pressed against Ai Bao's face, Ai Bao felt very comfortable.

"Baby, of course sister Xia Xia will accompany you on the swing," Yan Tang said, "Every time you swing, the wind blowing in your ears is not her?"

"She has become the wind, we can't catch it, and we can't touch it." He said.

Ai Bao stared at Yan Tang.

His apricot eyes were a little ignorant, but also a little clear, making it difficult to figure out whether he had guessed the meaning behind Yan Tang's words.

After a while, the autumn wind made Ai Bao's little ears turn red again, and Ai Bao squeezed into Yan Tang's arms.

"Okay then," Abbott said.