he can fly

59.

"It's not going to be easy for you," said Mrs. Lorenz thoughtfully. "Many people are afraid of strangers, of sharing with them, of having to care for them."

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Abbott's sadness didn't last long.

He went back to eat his late lunch, sat on the sofa and slurped his sesame candy, and put the little bit of sadness about parting with his new friend just behind him.

Yan Tang saw that Ai Bao was in a pretty good mood now.

SpongeBob SquarePants on the TV jumped up and down, while Aibao sat on the sofa, stretching his legs and kicking his feet.

The white fluffy slippers dangled on Ai Bao's little feet.

Yan Tang thinks that Ai Bao's little sadness is over and it's over.

He also relaxed and went to the study to continue his work.

However, it did not.

When taking a bath this evening, Ai Bao sat naked in the bathtub, and suddenly sighed old-fashionedly.

Ai Bao leaned against Yan Tang's arm with a slap, as if his strength had been drained suddenly.

It was soft, as if it had experienced some serious blow.

Yan Tang was so frightened that he thought the water was too hot, and immediately turned off the tap.

"...Baby, what's wrong with you?" Yan Tang carefully touched Ai Bao who was on his arm.

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Yan Tang asked.

The little yellow ducks who were originally in the corner of the bathtub all came to ask questions.

It shook the tip of its upturned buttocks, and quietly approached Aibao.

Ai Bao sighed again, his light-colored eyebrows frowned, and "I have something on my mind" was written all over his white face.

"I'm not uncomfortable," Ai Bao held Yan Tang's hand, "I'm just a little sad..."

Yan Tang continued to stroke Ai Baoyan's little curly hair with his other hand.

"Then baby, can you tell me why you're sad?" Yan Tang asked softly.

Yan Tang had long forgotten the episode in the afternoon, he thought that Ai Bao was sad about something else that he didn't know.

"Hi," Ai Bao embraced Yan Tang's big hand with both hands, and he looked at Yan Tang, "Yan Yan, you are really stupid!"

"Of course it's because I saw my new friend today!" Aibao said.

Yan Tang just remembered this.

He looked at Aibao, who was still a little sullen on the arm of Goodbye, and was a little confused.

"Baby, this matter..." Yan Tang thought for a while, and he said a few words, "Isn't this matter an afternoon matter? I think it is already night now, and we are going to bed, why do you think of this matter again?" What's wrong?"

Ai Bao looked up at Yan Tang, "Ai Bao suddenly remembered it!"

He pouted, apparently unhappy with the question Yan Tang had just raised.

"I just remembered it suddenly!" Ai Bao said.

Yan Tang realized that he had just asked a stupid question.

His original intention was to ask Ai Bao, why was he suddenly sad because of this incident?

As a result, when he said this, the meaning changed, and it sounded like he was saying that Ai Bao was making trouble for no reason.

Although Ai Bao may not be able to understand this meaning, but Ai Bao has always been sensitive, and he still felt a little uncomfortable when he heard it.

Sure enough, Ai Bao became even more unhappy, his little mouth pouted high.

He hugged Yan Tang's arm tightly.

This is a sign that he is in a pretty bad mood.

Yan Tang quickly calmed Ai Bao's emotions, "I'm sorry, baby, what I said was ambiguous and wrong. My original intention was to ask baby, are you still sad because you recall what happened in the afternoon?"

Yan Tang held Ai Bao's small fat hand in his palm instead with the hand that Ai Bao held in his arms.

Ai Bao felt the temperature of Yan Tang's big hand in the warm water.

He felt a little better, "Yes."

He said in a low voice.

Yan Tang patted Ai Bao's shoulder lightly, "Then what should we do?"

he asked Abbott.

Yan Tang didn't know how to deal with Ai Bao's sadness.

In the past, Aibao solved it by himself.

He always regards meeting and parting with people or other things as normal.

Ai Bao tilted his head, "It's raining to be sad."

He said and thought for a while, "There is heavy rain, and there is also small rain. The heavy rain tastes astringent, but the small rain has no taste, only the sound of whirring and fluttering."

Ai Bao smacked his own mouth, as if confirming the taste of different rains.

Yan Tang then asked Ai Bao, "Then baby, what kind of sadness are you having today?"

Ai Bao rolled his almond eyes.

"It's a little rain," he said, "it's sad to have a big rain. My heart, eyes, nose, and mouth are all full of tears."

Yan Tang nodded.

He conveniently put some hot water into the bathtub.

Ai Bao likes to take a hot bath now.

He also likes to chat with Yan Tang while taking a bath and poking the duckling's butt.

"Then how can I not make you feel sad?" Yan Tang asked.

He asked the previous question again.

However, Aibao is not very good at this point.

"Yuyu has its own ideas, I told it, don't let it rain! Aibao don't get caught in the rain! It might not listen to me." Aibao said helplessly.

His little curly hair curled up.

"Then can we carry an umbrella on a rainy day?" Yan Tang asked.

Ai Bao shook his head, "So what if you have an umbrella?"

He raised the hand that was not holding Yan Tang's big hand, and pointed to the position of his heart.

"It's still raining here," Ai Bao raised his head and looked at Yan Tang and said, "Even with an umbrella, thick raincoat and boots, it's still raining .”

He said, "Even if we are not drenched by the rain, the rain is still falling, and sadness still sings slowly in our hearts."

"It's sad, it's raining, no matter where we are, do you know if the rain is wet or not, it has already happened." Ai Bao put down his hands and said.

He leaned on Yan Tang's arm, a little listless.

In Ai Bao's heart, there is now a persistent light rain.

This rain came in the afternoon, and now it is night, silent, and it came to visit Aibao again.

It roared in Aibao's heart.

Perhaps the rain at night was not just caused by Ai Bao saying goodbye to his new friends in the afternoon.

Behind the fine rain, there may be some small pains that Aibao could not capture in the past.

For example, the dead pink rose on the window sill that Aibao saw, its hands and feet curled up, and at the last moment of its life, it curled up like a seed, and then fell into the soil.

Abbott hadn't even had time to say "bye bye" to them.

Another example is the lonely nest on the branch that Ai Bao saw at the door. Its occupants have already left in a hurry, leaving only it without wings.

So it stood alone on a high place, watching the sun and the moon turn around by itself.

Every time Ai Bao said "Hello" to it when he went out, he didn't seem to hear it.

These small sorrows that seem to be trivial in daily life quietly piled up when no one noticed, and silently formed rain.

Yan Tang could also understand what Ai Bao said.

Sometimes, even though people are not aware of it, but sad, it has indeed happened.

Every day in this world, there are always smiling faces, people who think they are doing well, on a sunny morning, jumping off the tall building wearing their favorite coat; There are always people who have not experienced any ups and downs, have a smooth life, and have a successful career. They don't understand the reason, and the people around them don't understand the reason. They are diagnosed with depression just like that.

In fact, it's all because the sadness has already happened, but you don't know it.

Yan Tang thought for a while.

"Why don't we invite you to be our guest?" Yan Tang suggested.

This proposal does not seem to be what he said at all, but it seems that Ai Bao can consider it.

When Yan Tang said it, he was a little surprised, he didn't know how he said such a thing.

Abby's eyes lit up.

"That's right, let's invite Sad to be a guest!" He said, "It can play with me on an empty grass field, and it's raining, so Caocao and I will sing together. "

"We can sing many, many songs." Ai Bao was very satisfied with Yan Tang's proposal, and his curly hair curled up.

He added excitedly, "After singing, we sat on the grass and ate sesame candies together!"

Yan Tang raised his eyebrows when he heard Zhima Tang.

"Wouldn't it stop raining after eating sesame candies?" he asked.

Ai Bao nodded, and replied logically, "Of course, sesame candies are so delicious! When Yu opened his mouth and ate sesame candies, wouldn't there be no time for it to rain? "

As Ai Bao said, he poked his mouth a few times, as if he had a piece of sesame candy in his mouth.

Yan Tang didn't say anything, he probably knew what he was going to do.

Yan Tang turned on the shower and washed Ai Baoti, then picked up the bath towel, packed Ai Bao and carried him out.

"Yan Yan, what are you going to do?" Ai Bao broke free from the thick towel and looked at Yan Tang with some doubts.

He didn't know why Yan Tang suddenly wanted to flush the water and carried him out of the bathtub.

Ai Bao obviously wanted to take a bath for a while.

Yan Tang didn't explain anything.

He came over with Ai Bao's pajamas and a small plate of sesame candies.

"Okay, now the baby who is awake can eat a few pieces of sesame candy, and bring two pieces for the rain in the dream." Yan Tang put a plate of sesame candy on the bedside table.

"However, brush your teeth well after eating," he added.

Abbot groaned.

The naked Ai Bao jumped out of the bath towel and threw himself on Yan Tang.

"My favorite is Yan Yan!" Ai Bao accurately threw himself into Yan Tang's arms.

The gloom on his soft little face was swept away, leaving only bright joy.

Yan Tang caught Ai Bao steadily.

On Aibao's hair, there is a little shampoo with a fresh and natural scent of flowers and plants.

When he rubbed back and forth, his hair scraped Yan Tang's face.

Yan Tang could feel Ai Bao's thin and weak hair brushing back and forth across his face.

One by one, delicate and clear.

Yan Tang lowered his head slightly, the smell of flowers and herbs from the shampoo, mixed with Aibao's softness, permeated the tip of his nose.

He looked at Ai Bao who was happy again because of a few sesame candies in his arms, and shook his head helplessly.