he can fly

ninety.

Alice's grandfather opened a shop on the first floor of the house,

Specially carved portraits of the prow,

And the portrait of the Indian placed in front of the tobacco shop.

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On the Tuesday afternoon of the third week of maintaining such fast-paced and high-intensity work, Yan Tang suddenly received a call from Professor Zeng.

He was eating his late lunch in the restaurant at the time.

"Mr. Yan, is it convenient for you to come back now?" Professor Zeng asked.

There was nothing wrong with her voice alone.

Yan Tang stopped his chopsticks, he frowned, it was three o'clock in the afternoon, Professor Zeng should be teaching Ai Bao.

She had never called him at this time.

Yan Tang immediately thought of the point, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with Ai Bao?"

Is Abbott uncomfortable?

His expression involuntarily brought a little tension.

"...I don't know if I feel comfortable," Professor Zeng hesitated, "but now Aibao is crying all the time, he has been crying since he woke up from his nap. Sister Zhang and I can't coax him, He sleeps in his own bed and won't get out."

"Maybe you need to come back. Now we don't know the reason why Ai Bao is crying. If he is not feeling well and keeps crying, we have to send him to the hospital as soon as possible," she said, "and Ai Bao is crying so much now. I have a little cough, and crying is not an option."

Yan Tang panicked when he heard Ai Bao crying.

He didn't quite hear what Professor Zeng said later, and there were only four characters left in his mind:

Abbott was crying.

"Well, okay, I'll be back right away!" Yan Tang said, regardless of the half-eaten food on the table, he stood up directly and walked quickly to the entrance of the cafeteria.

"I'm coming back from the company now." He said, "Please and Aunt Zhang look at Ai Bao, and don't make him cry."

Professor Zeng answered a few times and hung up the phone.

It should be to deal with Aibao again.

Yan Tang suppressed the panic in his heart, he ran all the way to the parking garage, when several employees greeted him, he nodded indiscriminately.

It wasn't until he sat in his own car that Yan Tang's beating heart stopped temporarily.

"Chen Shan, I may not be able to come to the company today. There is something wrong at home, so I have to go back." Yan Tang took out his mobile phone, dialed Chen Shan's work number and said.

Chen Shan's work account is online 24 hours a day, and she basically never misses a call.

When Chen Shan heard Yan Tang say that something went wrong at home, she could also distinguish the priorities, "Okay, I will coordinate the work, and I will deal with your part of the work that I can handle for you first."

Yan Tang thanked him a few times, fastened his seat belt with his cell phone in his hand, and started the car.

He gave Chen Shan a few more instructions and hung up the phone neatly.

Yan Tang is a little panicked now.

He was thinking all the way why Ai Bao was crying.

In the half a year since Ai Bao came to the house, he only cried once.It was still a few months ago, when I was in the botanical garden long ago.

Is there any discomfort in the body?Is it in a bad mood?or something else?

Yan Tang faintly and inexplicably felt that the reason for this was probably related to him.

He was speeding all the way, and if Yan Tang hadn't stepped on the brakes in time, he would have almost run through a red light.

It usually takes more than 20 minutes by car, but Yantang rushed back home in less than 15 minutes.

"Is Ai Bao still crying?" He parked the car casually, and hurried into the house.

He was so anxious that he didn't even have time to change his shoes, so he ran straight to Aunt Zhang in the living room.

Aunt Zhang didn't expect Yan Tang to come back so soon, she was surprised for a moment and then immediately recovered, "...Eh, yes! Ai Bao is still on the bed and refuses to get off, and Ah Zeng is coaxing on it."

Yan Tang nodded and immediately walked upstairs.

He opened the door of Ai Bao's room, and saw Professor Zeng sitting by the bed with a helpless face.

Seeing Yan Tang coming, Professor Zeng shook his head helplessly at Yan Tang, indicating that he had nothing to do.

With his back to her, Ai Bao wrapped himself in a quilt in resistance, rolled himself into a circle, and shrunk against the wall.

His back was still twitching, obviously crying.

Maybe it was because of crying for a long time, Ai Bao didn't hear the sound of Yan Tang walking in, so he kept crying.

Professor Zeng reached out to pat Aibao.

Ai Bao lost his temper in a rare way. As soon as her hand touched Ai Bao's back, Ai Bao burst into tears and shrank away from the wall.

This made Professor Zeng not dare to appease rashly.

She and Yan Tang looked at each other, stood up and gave him the seat.

Professor Zeng sighed, and said to Yan Tang, "I really have no choice, Mr. Yan, come and take a look."

In the past, when children cried, Professor Zeng handled it with ease.

But when he came to Ai Bao, the first thing is that Ai Bao has always been obedient and never lost his temper when he came out. Professor Zeng never expected to encounter such a situation, and he didn't know what method to use.

The second is that when Aibao cries, he is different from other children. He seems to have entered his own world, crying so much that he doesn't care and doesn't want others to approach him.

It was as if he cut off his connection with the world in one fell swoop.

He couldn't hear what others said.

Yan Tang nodded, "Thank you for your hard work. Let me take a look. You should go out and rest first."

As he spoke, he sat down beside Ai Bao's bed.

Yan Tang came back in a hurry, the white shirt on his body was rolled up to his elbows, revealing the smooth muscle lines on his arms.

Before he had time to change the leather shoes on his feet, he stepped on them directly.

Professor Zeng nodded. Seeing that she couldn't help here, she quickly walked out.

After the door was closed by Professor Zeng, Yan Tang sat by the bed before moving.

"Baby? Baby?" Yan Tang didn't pat Ai Bao tentatively like Professor Zeng, he directly connected to the quilt, picked up Ai Bao who was in a ball, and hugged him into his arms.

Ai Bao, who was picked up suddenly, hadn't figured out the situation before, he didn't even have time to struggle, and was directly carried into Yan Tang's arms.

Ai Bao sobbed twice, but still didn't understand the situation.

Yan Tang hugged him and let his ass sit on his lap, "Baby, baby, look who I am? Stop crying."

Yan Tang brushed the little curly hair that was sticking wetly to the side of Ai Bao's face, revealing his little round face that was red from crying.

Aibao was still crying softly.

Different from the stormy wail last time, this time Ai Bao's cry was like a slender stream. Although it trickled and the water was not in a hurry, once the stream flowed, it was difficult to stop.

Yan Tang didn't bring any paper either, he carefully wiped the tears on Ai Bao's face with the back of his hand.

Ai Bao's tears were a little cold, they were on the back of Yan Tang's hand, making Yan Tang sting.

"Baby, stop crying, look at me, look at who I am?" Yan Tang released Ai Bao, shaking him gently.

Ai Bao twitched her red nose.

He heard a familiar voice, he squinted his red and swollen eyes from crying, and saw Yan Tang in a hazy state.

"Woo..." Ai Bao opened his mouth, before he had time to say anything, a crying sound burst out from his throat again.

Yan Tang also said more, he quickly hugged Ai Bao into his arms, and patted his back with his hand to give him comfort.

As a result, Aibao cried even louder.

As if he had found a parent who could sue, Ai Bao's soft weeping suddenly turned into a torrential rain.

He hid himself in Yan Tang's arms, babbling, as if he had a great grievance to tell Yan Tang.

Yan Tang was overwhelmed by Ai Bao's crying.

He let go of Ai Bao, held his round face like a red apple, and kissed Ai Bao's forehead again and again.

Ai Bao's forehead was a little hot, and his skin was delicate and soft. When Yan Tang kissed him, he felt like he was kissing a warm fat cloud.

This was completely Yan Tang's subconscious action. When he kissed Ai Bao's forehead, he didn't have any distracting thoughts, but only had the same emotion as the warmth of the sun shining on the earth.

The tears on Ai Bao's face overflowed his eye sockets, his cheeks, and Yan Tang's hands.

Compared with the cold tears on the back of Yan Tang's hand just now, the tears that fell just now were hot, they meandered and flowed into Yan Tang's palm, burning Yan Tang uncomfortably.

Ai Bao cried for a long time in Yan Tang's arms before his emotions gradually calmed down.

His crying gradually became smaller, and slowly turned into a shallow choke.

He looked at Yan Tang with eyes so swollen that he could only open a small slit, and Yan Tang also stared at him steadily.

"Baby, don't cry, be good." Yan Tang hugged Ai Bao into his arms again.

With the pulp of his thumb, he carefully wiped away the thunder from the corner of Ai Bao's eyes.

Ai Bao's small face was pillowed on Yan Tang's chest.

His chubby hands grabbed Yan Tang's shirt, and his chubby hands clenched tightly into a ball.

"You cry so much that I feel sad, baby." Yan Tang rubbed Ai Bao's curly hair, looked at him and said.

Ai Bao curled up, he had stopped crying now, but he cried for too long, he couldn't stop completely for a while, and he choked a little from time to time.

Yan Tang touched Ai Bao's back from top to bottom over and over again to calm his emotions.

He lowered his head, seeing that Ai Bao in his arms had become more emotionally stable, he picked him up and let Ai Bao lean on his shoulder.

"Baby, can you tell me why you are suddenly so sad today?" He asked Ai Bao softly.

Ai Bao still grabbed Yan Tang's clothes, he looked at Yan Tang, his red and swollen eyes made Yan Tang couldn't help touching them with his fingers.

"Be good, baby." Yan Tang carefully blew on Ai Bao's swollen eyelids.

Like everyone who blows on a wound in an attempt to ease the pain it brings.

Abbot's eyes were still wet, and he sobbed a few more times.

Yan Tang let him go, and he slowed down.

Ai Bao's voice was hoarse from his crying and sounded soft, "Ai Bao dreamed that Yan Yan disappeared."

He said very sadly, "Yan Yan is gone."

As he spoke, teardrops hung on his long eyelashes again.

Yan Tang saw that Ai Bao's mood was not right, he raised Ai Bao's face with his hands, and kissed his forehead, "Baby is good, dreams are fake, look, am I not here? Right?"

Ai Bao took a deep breath, and returned to Yan Tang's arms.

He said to Yan Tang very unhappy, "Mengmeng is a big villain, it is so annoying, Ai Bao will never dream again when he sleeps!"

Yan Tang hugged him and echoed, "Yes, we will stop dreaming and playing with it."

Only then did the angry and sad Ai Bao calm down.

"Will Yan Yan stay with me all the time? Will Yan Yan disappear, will he disappear suddenly?" Ai Bao raised his head and asked.

After crying, Ai Bao's eyes were like the sky washed by rain, Yan Tang looked at it as if he was looking at two clear and bright gemstones.

Yan Tang patiently straightened Ai Bao's sticky curly hair.

He looked at Ai Bao, and said to Ai Bao what he had said many times, "Yes, baby, I will always be with you."

After getting the promise again, the expression on Ai Baoyuan's face returned to calm.

He clings to Yan Tang's arms, hugging Yan Tang's hand as usual.

"Baby, I'm sorry, I've been too busy recently to accompany you." Yan Tang lowered his head and said softly to Ai Bao.

Ai Bao shook his head and said it was okay.

His voice was still a little nasal and sounded sticky.

"Although Ai Bao misses Yan Yan very much, Yan Yan is doing very important things." He said.

Yan Tang watches the surveillance in the office every day, so he naturally knows what Ai Bao means.

And the more he knew, the more guilty he felt.

I haven't been with Aibao for too long recently.

"No, baby," Yan Tang pinched Ai Bao's small face and said, "No matter how important things are, you can put them aside in front of you."

"I'm going to eat with my baby today, the dessert shop we ate last time, okay?" Yan Tang asked Ai Bao while holding Ai Bao's chubby hand.

"Is that the big shop with chocolate cake?" Ai Bao's eyes lit up.

Although tears could still be seen faintly, the sadness in Ai Bao's eyes still dissipated a lot.

Yan Tang nodded, "Yes, it's that restaurant, let's go eat today, okay?"

He conveniently peeled off the quilt on Ai Bao so that he could hug Ai Bao better.

"Okay!" Abby said happily.

In Yan Tang's arms, he kicked his fat feet.

He was now snoring happily again.

Baby Pig is a pig who is not born to be sad.