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In the end, the 52 yuan that Yan Tang won from the video game city did not turn into a cup of milk tea.

Instead, it became two cups.

He and Aibao have a drink each.

Yan Tang turned his head and looked at Aibao who was sitting on the seat, holding a big cup of hot pearl milk tea, and was drinking hotly.

The child was chubby and not too tall, and his fat feet couldn't even touch the ground when he was sitting on the seat.

He sucked his face and tried hard to drink the milk tea in his arms, the little fat on his face puffed up.

Just now, Yan Tang has already called the phone number on the note.

The person who answered the phone was a middle-aged man with a tired voice.

When Yan Tang said that Ai Bao was beside him, the voice became excited immediately.

On the other end of the phone, Ai Bao's father, Mr. Ai, was so excited that his tongue was tied up, and he stuttered four or five times.He took a moment to ask Yan Tang's address.

After Yan Tang told them where they were, Mr. Ai said, please Yan Tang take a look at Ai Bao for a while, and he will be there soon.

Money was vaguely mentioned inside and outside the words.

Yan Tang reckoned that this Mr. Ai really loved his child.

Otherwise, I wouldn't say it two or three times, and I would be willing to say this no matter how much I thank you.

After Yan Tang finished chatting with Mr. Ai, Mr. Ai asked cautiously, "Sir, can I trouble you to give Ai Bao the phone number? I want to have a word with him—"

Yan Tang looked at Ai Bao on the seat, raised his eyebrows and said, of course.

Then, he handed the phone to Ai Bao who was beside him in a daze.

"Your father, here's your phone," Yan Tang handed the phone to Ai Bao.

Ai Bao didn't seem to hear it, his big round eyes were unfocused, staring at the sky aimlessly.

Yan Tang stepped forward and patted the fat child lightly.

"The phone number your father gave you." Yan Tang handed the phone to Ai Bao, motioning for him to take it.

Ai Bao raised his face in a daze.

Some don't understand what's going on.

Yan Tang put his elderly mobile phone to Ai Bao's ear, and Ai Bao heard his father's voice from the phone, before he reacted.

Yan Tang heard Ai Baonuo yell, "Father!"

Then he lowered his head again.

If it wasn't for the faint voice coming from the phone, Yan Tang would have thought that Mr. Ai had hung up the phone.

After a while, Ai Bao raised his head again, and said again slowly, "I'm with my brother!"

"A big brother!" Probably Mr. Ai asked Ai Bao to describe Yan Tang to himself. Ai Bao blinked his eyes and looked at Yan Tang.

He lowered his head and slowly raised his little head, his eyes traced from the bottom of Yan Tang's feet to the top of Yan Tang's head.

Then, Ai Bao said to Mr. Ai very firmly, "Brother, big, big, big, big!"

When he said this, the eyes on Xiaopang's face were shining.

For some reason, Yan Tang, who had never been indifferent to children, suddenly felt that the child named Ai Bao in front of him was very cute.

It may be because of the serious expression on his small round face, which makes people feel good.

Mr. Ai and Ai Bao chatted for a while, and Yan Tang felt that it was Mr. Ai himself who said a lot, and Ai Bao seldom responded to him.

Ai Bao was either playing with his little fat hands, fighting with each other with his left and right hands, or staring at one place and distracted.

Mr. Ai had almost finished what he was going to say later, and he said no more with satisfaction, "Okay baby, Dad is going to hang up now, you and big brother get along well and don't make trouble for others, do you understand?"

Ai Bao shook his fat feet and said obediently, "Ai Bao, I got it!"

After finishing the call, there were only Yan Tang and Ai Bao on the seat.

Yan Tang lowered his head to look at the limp child beside him.

I don't know if this child is of mixed race, with long curly hair flowing down, shining in the warm winter sun, his skin is fair, and his facial features are also good-looking.

Ai Bao's reaction was not quick, Yan Tang stared at him for a long time, he didn't seem to feel it, he still played by himself, and couldn't make eye contact.

"Is your name Ai Bao?" After sitting for a while, Yan Tang felt a little bored and tried to talk to Ai Bao.

When Ai Bao heard his name, he raised his face and looked at Yan Tang.

"Ai Bao!" He pointed to himself happily.

After pointing at himself, he pointed at Yan Tang again, "Brother! Brother!"

Abbot laughed.

His brows and eyes are curved.

Yan Tang introduced himself to him, "My name is Yan Tang, and I'm a student of that school—" He pointed in the direction of their middle school.

Ai Bao looked along Yan Tang's hand.

He tilted his head, as if digesting what Yan Tang said.

After a while, he seemed to have suddenly realized, and happily shouted to Yan Tang, "Brother Yan Yan!"

Yan Tang was taken aback when he heard this address.

He has grown up for 17 years, and this is the first time he heard someone call himself "Brother Yan Yan".

So affectionate, so dependent.

Yan Tang has always known that because he is withdrawn, reticent, tall and tall, he often skips classes and has a bad style.

Few of his peers are willing to get close to him.Some young teachers walked around him.

Even his best friends, Xu Zhengshen and Guo Jiayi, could call him "Brother Yan" at best.

This "Brother Yan Yan" only had one more "Yan" and one "brother", and it became hot in an instant.

On Yan Tang's youthful face, the indifference that was still youthful softened unconsciously, "How old are you this year, Ai Bao?"

Ai Bao opened one of his small palms, and made a "yeah" gesture, "Ai Bao is seven years old!"

He said softly with a smile.

That was ten years younger than him.

Yan Tang had the final say.

He noticed that Aibao's hands were a little red from the cold.

"Are you cold, Ai Bao?" Yan Tang asked.

Ai Bao retracted his fat claws into the sleeves of his big cotton coat, and nodded obediently, "Leng Leng!"

he said with a sniff.

Now Yan Tang saw again that Ai Bao's nose was red from the cold.

Yan Tang thought for a while, and it happened that he had 52 yuan in his pocket.

"Then let's go drink hot milk tea." Yan Tang led Ai Bao, who didn't know why, to the milk tea shop not far away.

Yan Tang held Ai Bao's little hand, the child was indeed chilled.

Ai Bao's little hands were so cold that his hands were frozen.

So, just like that, both Yan Tang and Ai Bao drank milk tea.

Yan Tang was worried that the child would choke, so he didn't ask for pearls.

But despite this, Ai Bao was drinking milk tea alone, drinking it happily.

It should be the first time for him to drink this sweet, milk-flavored drink, Xiaoyuan's face is full of joy.

Yan Tang saw Ai Bao's two short legs swaying and kicking, obviously he was in a good mood.

This is also Yan Tang's first time drinking milk tea.

He wasn't interested in this stuff before, he thought it was just mixing some tea, some milk, adding some sugar, and using it to bluff people and make money.

Of course, he didn't have any extra money on him, so he came to buy milk tea.

If it wasn't for Guo Jiayi pestering him several times, Yan Tang wouldn't want to drink.

Yan Tang took a shallow sip.

The 17-year-old Yan Tang still can't taste the amount and quality of milk tea saccharin, and his material life is very poor.

For him, the only sweet things are the melted winter melon candies that his mother gave him when he was a child.

Yan Tang looked at Ai Bao who was sucking milk tea hard. He was too young to lift a big and heavy cup of milk tea.

Seeing Ai Bao like this, Yan Tang couldn't help but smile softly.

He swallowed a sip of milk tea in his mouth, and a sweet taste filled his mouth.