he can fly

47.

In mid-April, migratory birds flew down to the forest behind the city.

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April in City C is not as hot as May, but the whole city is also getting warmer.

If City C in March is still a bit chilly, and City C in May is just a step away from summer, then City C in April may be the most moderate and comfortable among them, neither cold nor hot, with low temperature and humidity. suitable.

Ai Bao now eats at noon every day, and will be taken to the balcony by Aunt Zhang to bask in the sun.

He was lying comfortably on the bamboo couch, covered with a thin quilt, covering his belly, with two slits in his big eyes.

Ai Bao has curly hair, and his hair is gradually shining under the spring sun.

The sun climbed up to Aibao's ankles, the mottled tree shadows walked on his white face, and some graceful spots of light danced on the tips of his hair.

Ai Bao was soft, snoring a little in the sun, his stomach was covered with a SpongeBob quilt, it bulged up and loosened with each breath.

It's like a hunk of Arbor cake is slowly melting in the sun.

Every time Professor Zeng came to see Ai Bao's cozy little appearance, he thought it was cute, so he clicked a few photos and sent them to Yan Tang.

YT company is usually the busiest in April. At this time, Yan Tang is sacrificing his lunch break to correct documents, and the chrysanthemum tea at hand has been replaced with strong green tea.

Looking at the indescribable documents in front of him, he felt a little depressed.

At this moment, the personal mobile phone suddenly made a sound, and Yan Tang touched it and took a look.

As soon as I opened it, it looked like Ai Bao was sleeping soundly in the warm sunshine.

The word "comfortable" is written all over Ai Bao's white and tender face.

Yan Tang usually does not have the habit of deserting at work.

But when he looked at the photo shared by Professor Zeng, he couldn't help but look at it several times, and even tapped the screen to enlarge the photo, poking Ai Bao's little face with his thumb.

The coldness on Yan Tang's face softened unknowingly, and the displeasure between his brows dissipated a little.

Yan Tang took a closer look at Ai Bao's little head tilted, lying on the rocking chair and falling asleep.

Maybe it was a little windy, and a strand of Aibao's hair happened to float on his cheek.

Yan Tang didn't reply to Professor Zeng, but just clicked on the picture and saved it to the gallery.

When he turned back and devoted himself to his work, Yan Tang felt that his mood had improved a lot.

At least for a while, he can calmly bring his subordinates over and scold them.

Yan Tang asked Ai Baoxi if he liked basking in the sun?

Ai Bao patted the water in the bathtub and said, "I like it!"

As he spoke, he flicked the butt of the little duck beside him.

The little duck was flicked hard by Ai Bao, and angrily plunged into the water, intending to die to protect his innocence.

Ai Bao hurriedly rescued the drowning duck again.

Yan Tang scratched Ai Bao's hair with his hands, and asked why.

Ai Bao hummed for a while, then he tilted his head and thought for a while.

"When Sun hugged Ai Bao, he felt as comfortable as when Ai Bao hugged Yan Yan," he said.

As Ai Bao said, he also stretched out his white arm, and hugged Yan Tang's arm that stretched into the water.

Yan Tang raised his eyebrows, he nodded at Ai Bao's head covered in white foam, "You just know how to act like a baby."

Yan Tang helplessly rubbed Ai Bao's hair which was full of bubbles from shampoo.

The longer he gets along with Ai Bao, the more Yan Tang discovers that Ai Bao's personality is not so good.

Sometimes he really likes to lose his temper, and when he loses his temper, he will ruthlessly attack Yan Tang with his back.

The reasoning is also aggrieved, staring at Yan Tang with a pair of big eyes, and pouting from time to time.

Sometimes an oil bottle can be hung on the mouth.

Yan Tang and Ai Bao looked at each other for a while, then they had no choice but to surrender and obey him in everything.

For this, he has already paid a painful price for a piece of secret sesame candy, half an hour of extra time watching SpongeBob SquarePants, holding hands all the time for walking and so on.

If it was before, Yan Tang wouldn't bother with this kind of fine-tuning.

Sulking and not talking to comfort?

Then get angry yourself.

Don't delay Yan Tang to continue eating the third bowl of rice.

But once the object is changed to Aibao, the feeling is completely different.

"However, I'm afraid it won't work if the weather is hot. When the weather is hot, no matter if you are basking in the sun or hugging someone, you will sweat all over." Yan Tang massaged Ai Bao's head, "It's uncomfortable to sweat all over."

But Abbott disagreed.

He sighed, "Yan Yan is really stupid!"

"We can turn on the air conditioner!" he said.

Ai Bao raises his chin and looks at Yan Tang as it should, feeling that there is nothing in this world that prevents him from hugging Yan Tang, or blazing the sun.

Yan Tang smiled and praised, "Ai Bao is really smart."

Ai Bao shook his head, looking very proud.

Yan Tang asked Ai Bao to stand up, let out the water in the bathtub, and prepared to use the nozzle to rinse Ai Bao.

Ai Bao stood obediently in the bathtub, holding his bathmate Yaya in his hand.

Yan Tang pointed foam at Ai Bao who was playing with his little yellow duck, "Then why doesn't Ai Bao go to bask in the sun at night?"

Yan Tang deliberately teased him, "It's not hot at all at night."

Ai Bao thought for a while after hearing the words, "It can't be done at night, the sun at night is going to find friends in another place."

"What friend?" Yan Tang asked.

By the way, he asked Ai Bao to lift his arm to wash him.

"When the moon knew it was coming, everyone fell asleep and couldn't see it with closed eyes, so it brought many, many stars to accompany it," Abbott explained, "but the sun is not."

He said, "When the sun came, he didn't bring any friends with him. He could only make friends with us. At night, we all closed our eyes, and the sun went to find friends in other places."

"Then why does the sun look for friends instead of taking friends with itself like the moon?" Yan Tang asked.

Abbot sighed again.

He seemed to have some sympathy for the sun, "Because the sun is too bright."

Yan Tang nodded.

"We can't see the sun on rainy days, so where did it go?" Yan Tang asked while turning off the shower and getting Ai Bao a bath towel.

"It's chatting with the moon, right?" Aibao said, "Even if it's the sun and the moon, we can make an appointment to eat sesame candies and watch SpongeBob SquarePants."

"There are also rice crusts together!" Ai Bao added after thinking for a while.

Yan Tang nodded affirmatively, and wrapped Ai Bao up with a bath towel by the way.

"Then let's find a place this week and eat sesame candies and crispy rice with the sun, shall we?" Yan Tang asked Ai Bao, who was holding a bath towel.

Abbott was still wet all over.

He kicked his fat feet in Yan Tang's arms, and a few drops of water flew into the air with a smile.

"Okay!" Abbott said.

Yan Tang's proposal unexpectedly coincided with the picnic organized by Doudou's mother in the "Love's Nursing Station [爱心][爱爱]" this week.

During the Spring Festival, Doudou's mother took Doudou to the capital to find the doctor who is said to be a good returnee and treat Doudou.

It seems that the result is not bad, Yan Tang looks at her recent circle of friends, there are often a few intimate photos of her and Doudou, in which Doudou and she both smile brightly.

Doudou laughed, the fat on his face squeezed his eyes out.

As soon as she came back recently, she actively participated in the activities of the group.

Yan Tang took a look, there were quite a lot of people signing up for this event, probably because spring has officially started to pick up, and they want to take their children out for a walk.

Luo Xian, who had been silent since the Spring Festival, suddenly became active again recently.

Probably spring is really the season of recovery.

Even Luo Xian, an evil animal, jumped up again.

"Brother Yan!! My baby misses you so much!! Hey, hey, hey!!!" Luo Xian didn't say hello, just registered at the front desk, found Chen Shan with ease, and rushed into Yan Tang's office.

Yan Tang was so frightened that he missed it so suddenly that he drew a long black line on the document.

"Why did you bring him here?" Yan Tang put away the invalidated document and asked Chen Shan at the door with a dark face.

Chen Shan was not afraid of Yan Tang's face, she shrugged, "Your friend forced him, saying that if I didn't send him up, he would force him to death."

Originally, Chen Shan was not afraid of Luo Xian's death.

When the company started, she had also come into contact with this rich kid who spent a lot of money to start a business for her brother, so she knew Luo Xian's temper.It is estimated that he came here for fun.

But Luo Xian's last sentence scared her.

Luo Xian hugged her door frame, weeping, and said that if he didn't lead him up, he would make a promise to Chen Shan.

Chen Shan was silent.

She silently put down the documents in her hand, silently covered the cap of the signature pen, silently walked out of the office, and silently led Luo Xian up.

Then for some unknown reason, Luo Xian cried even harder.

"Come on! Mr. Yan! I'm withdrawing!" Chen Shan didn't want to say a word here at all.

She clenched her fists and gave Yan Tang the best gesture of cheering you up, then stepped on her high heels and left quickly.

Luo Xian was still howling at the door alone.

Fortunately, there was no one on the floor of Yan Tang and Chen Shan's office.

Yan Tang looked at Luo Xian at the door, and rubbed his protruding and throbbing veins on his forehead.

He has a terrible headache now.

"Okay, Luo Xian, stop howling," Yan Tang looked at Luo Xian and ordered, "Get out, talk nonsense quickly!"

Luo Xian also knew that Yan Tang was an invisible workaholic, and he rarely disturbed him during working hours. In the past, when he asked Yan Tang to go to the bar, he would call him during Yan Tang's break time.

Therefore, Yan Tang reckoned that Luo Xian's visit this time might really be a big deal.

When Luo Xian heard Yan Tang speak, he immediately stopped howling.

He slumped directly on the sofa opposite Yan Tang, with his head up to the sky, making a gesture of lovelessness.

"Luo Xian, what's the matter?" Yan Tang asked again patiently.

"Fast fart!" he said.

Hearing this, Luo Xian stopped looking up. He looked at Yan Tang, with heavy dark circles under his eyes, and a lot of stubble on his chin. It looked like he hadn't taken care of it for a few days.

Seeing him like this, Yan Tang frowned.

What's going on here?

Yan Tang slowed down his voice and asked again.

Luo Xian looked decadent, looked at Yan Tang faintly and said, "Brother Yan, my family made me go on a blind date and drove me crazy!!"

He scratched his head frantically, "From the Spring Festival to last week of your mother!! It's almost a full month!!! I'm locked up at home and can't go anywhere!! Every day my mother is like Walking the dog and seeing assholes breed!! I'm fucking going crazy!!!"

Luo Xian is actually one year younger than Yan Tangdu, and he is only 26 this year.

Yan Tang was a little puzzled, "Why are uncles and aunts in such a hurry?"

Luo first pressed his temple, "Ghost knows what they think... I can't understand their logic, what does it mean to get married and just stop worrying about it, live a down-to-earth life, I'm fucking farting!"

Luo Xian showed a strong expression for the first time, "It's not the one I want. He forced me to marry back, and I'll inherit my father's business! Keep my dad's set of red flags at home, and the colorful flags outside are flying again yesterday. This time!!"

To force a prodigal son into his mind in this way, and to try to trap a bison with a marriage, is indeed tantamount to killing him.

Or worse than killing him.

Especially Luo Xian, who is 26 years old and already considered financially independent.

Yan Tang took a sip of tea, and he also poured a glass of water for Luo Xian.

"Don't worry." Yan Tang said lightly.

"You don't have a good end if you go head-to-head," Yan Tang said. "At most, both sides will suffer. It will hurt your parents' feelings, and it will not be good for your property inheritance."

Yan Tang glanced at Luo Xian without any emotion.

As for Yan Tang's glance, Luo Xian, who had been manic for a few days, instantly calmed down.

Like a dejected rooster, he lay back on the sofa again, "...I know this too, I have been enduring it..."

He didn't want to take advantage of the woman and her son that his father raised outside.

"As for the 'one you want'," Yan Tang put down the teacup in his hand, and looked at Luo Xian seriously.

"You know, Luo Xian, I don't like to meddle in other people's emotional problems, and I hate others to meddle in my private life," Yan Tang said, "But, after so many years, you and I, and Liu Tangxing They are all brothers, I still want to tell you—”

Yan Nei stared into Luo Xian's eyes and said word by word, "You two are so shrunken now, it's really ugly."

When Luo Xian heard Yan Tang say the name "Liu Tangxing", he was startled like a chick hearing an eagle's cry.

After listening to Yan Tang's cold words, Luo Xian was also speechless.

He buried his face in his palms, the gray of defeat all over him.

He and Liu Tangxing's wimpy looks are more than ugly?

It's just a hama batch!

After a while, Yan Tang felt that he had finished what he had to say, and picked up the teacup again, and continued to take a sip of tea calmly, when Luo Xian raised his head from the palm of his hand.

"I see, Brother Yan!" The ashes on Luo Xian's face was wiped away.

His young face was filled with excitement and excitement, "Old bastard Liu Tangxing! I'm here!!!"

He said, jumped up from the sofa, didn't even take a sip of the water that Yan Tang poured for him on the table, and rushed out of Yan Tang's office in a hurry.

Just like when he came.

Yan Tang saw that Luo Xian's free cannonball was full of vitality again, and hummed softly.

Let these two idiots torture each other.

Thinking about it, Yan Tang continued to take out his pen to revise the document.

Sure enough, what kind of pot goes with what kind of lid, Luo Xian and Liu Tangxing are a perfect combination of idiots and idiots.