Obsessed with father and son weaving dreams

Open it, and there is the Red Wolf he bought inside.

A pack of snacks and a reply letter.

It is less often beaten, and the lines often say at the end, I will definitely come back!

Get mad at Big Big Wolf.There is no cute and innocent little Huihui.

Su Shenyan threw away the letter paper, the content was very concise.

The vice president said that Yuyu was very happy to receive the gift.

I hope Su Shenyan can visit Yuyu if he has time.

In just two lines, Su Shenyan was very happy.

Yuyu has not been adopted yet.

He accepted the little gift he sent over!

He still has a chance to meet that little angel.

Just thinking about it makes Su Shenyan very happy.

Su Shenyan stepped on the low stool, staggering the isolated space.

Carefully removed the head and put the Red Wolf inside.

The days were short and the nights were long, and the house was not warm because he had not paid the heating bill.

Su Shenyan drank the hot millet porridge and went back to the room.

He was very worried about his future life, and the little bear was caught by him under the cool quilt.

Su Shenyan hugged the soft plush toy tightly to keep warm.Work is an urgent matter that needs to be considered by him, sitting and eating is not an option.

Su Shenyan slept under the quilt.

Because it was too cold, he had rolled up the quilt and splashed instant noodles for several days.

The harm that Su Sheng brought to him gradually passed away, and he was idly living the life of Jinxi who doesn't know what month it is.

The job can only be found in the spring of the next year. Su Shenyan indulges himself with the limited time. Although the life is hard, he lives comfortably, and that is enough.

Su Shenyan was woken up in a daze, and the bedside phone rang.

It was a call from the courier, to confirm whether the recipient lives in Aosen Community, and to verify the specific location.

Su Shenyan grabbed the phone with one hand, and hurriedly pulled on his clothes with the other.

When I opened the door, the package was from the Red Cross Welfare Institute.

Under the gaze of the beautiful courier, Su Shenyan closed the door with a red face. He still had too little contact with people and was not used to being noticed, even though he really didn't have any thoughts in his heart!

The rectangular box was placed on the coffee table in the living room by Su Shenyan.

Su Shenyan calmed down, sat down on the sky blue sofa, and tore off the adhesive tape.

Six apples take up half a box.

A comic book of Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf, with a very thick art book underneath, which is as wide as a box, not obtrusive at all, as if it should be placed like this, well-organized.

Put it in your hand and slowly open it, the painting needs to be rotated to look at it.

Su Shenyan couldn't help thinking of the first time the little angel gave him a portrait, and he needed to look at the painting in this way.

It's been so long that Su Shenyan can't remember how many days he hasn't been to the Red Cross Welfare Institute.

This is what Yuyu sent.

Even if the purple gleaming "Yu" is not written in the column of the name on the art book.

He won't forget either!

He just temporarily put aside the newly ignited feeling, which doesn't mean he won't remember it.

Each painting is dated in the lower left corner.

It started on June 6nd. This is a self-made art book made by sewing many books together.

The first picture is two people sleeping together at night because of the moonlight.

On June 6, the two had lunch together, facing each other to put vegetables in each other's bowls, with smiles on their lips.

The pointer on the wall seemed to witness the beauty of that moment.

On June 6th, the two lay down with a thick quilt on the floor, hugging each other.

One is gesturing something with his hand, telling a story, and the small orange light is on in the small house, which is very warm.

It rained on June 6th, and the two walked in the courtyard with umbrellas, chatting and laughing, very happy.

June 6th—————————————————————————December 6th

This one is in the form of comics, with a lot of square boxes, and in the bubbles are dialogues, discussing how to spend Christmas.

"Yuyu is Christmas tomorrow, what do you want?" The man put the boy on his lap, rubbed his thinking head, and asked the boy aloud.

The boy stared straight ahead, so vivid, as if the boy could see him through the paper in the painting.

Su Shenyan lowered his head and watched.

The boy found Big Big Wolf and Grizzly Bear father from nowhere, and the three plush toys were embraced by the boy.

Only a silhouette can be seen, and many markings.

Then the man had a clear expression, "Yuyu wants uncle to bring the head to celebrate Christmas together, right?"

At the end is the boy's angry little face, with comic books stacked high on his finger, which is so obtrusive in the corner.

Su Shenyan seemed to be able to hear the boy be angry and accuse him of being irresponsible!

The doors of the small cupboard in the painting are opened wide, who is waiting to clean up the mess?

The black night scene outside the roof curtains was opened, but it was only six o'clock.

Holding an apple in his hand, Su Shenyan walked to the calendar.

Is it Christmas Eve early today?

The hands are reminding Su Shenyan that the time is passing by second by second.

Su Shenyan trapped himself in the swamp of panic and chaos, and the little angel missed him every day.

For the first time, Su Shenyan experienced the feeling of being cared about.

At the moment, he and the little angel are drawn in the art book lying under the sofa, so attentively.

Su Shenyan could tell, expressing hope stroke by stroke, hope and dated miss, sad, distressed came to mind again.

Knowing that those pictures are nothing but the little angel's fantasy for him, he longs for warmth.

It's obviously all fake, and I know that I shouldn't give the little angel invisible hope.

Su Shenyan still ran back to the room, lifted the quilt and put it on his head, put on his coat and went out.

On Christmas Eve, the orphanage was not as lively as Su Shenyan imagined.

It was quiet, and the courtyard was very bright with occasional people passing by.

Su Shenyan came here by taxi, and when he got out of the car, it was as cold as when he just left the house. There was no cool breeze, and the bone-chilling chill deepened with his breathing.

The back of a person walking alone came into view, distant and familiar, "Yuyu."

Hearing the name call, the person stopped, did not look back immediately, and stood still.

The golden crown is like the queen mother's hairpin, and a continent is divided into north and south ends.

Su Shenyan looked at him with his hands, it was icy and cold, tears had already flowed from his eyes, as far as his eyes could see, the lock remained unchanged, watching the little figure turn around slowly, shouting with all his strength, the little angel heard it.

Su Shenyan took out from his bosom the head that had been kept warm in his bosom all the way, and swayed it from side to side.

The white figure gradually became clear, it was really a little angel.

Su Shenyan's hot tears flowed uncontrollably again, as the boy approached step by step.

The little angel is taller than before, and standing in front of him has grown to the position of Su Shenyan's lower abdomen.

The little angel who squatted down was actually as tall as him, and she was wearing a pair of black sneakers, which seemed to be too big.

Su Shenyan still remembered seeing the little angel's little feet, which were small and cute, like a work of art.

The two looked at each other silently, and the little angel looked at him not far from him.

"Yuyu Merry Christmas!" Su Shenyan said happily to the little angel, raising the bear in his hand.

The little angel's little arm stretched out from the crack of the door.

Su Shenyan grabbed the little angel's hand and kissed the back of it.

The little angel touched his face, feeling a little chilled.

Su Shenyan didn't wear very much. At the moment, he casually put on a leather jacket with a thin wool lining, and under his feet were canvas shoes worn in autumn.

The little angel frowned, and stretched out his other hand, asking him to warm himself.

The little angel was wearing a hat, and on the black mask was a little Huihui, with sparkling eyes.

Su Shenyan rubbed the little angel's warm hands, said, "It's so warm", and returned the little head to him.

The little angel took it, and was stunned for a while, the little hand still had a clear and undiminished feeling, the numbness and rough hands, but the little angel felt the truth.

The man is here to spend Christmas with him today, his straight nose is completely red from the cold, it looks like rouge has been applied on both sides, his eye circles are swollen, and now he is trying to wipe away his tears, his hands were so cold just now.

The little angel hugged the little head who had been alone for a long time.

Seeing his baggy trousers and his messy attire, I was moved to come over so hastily, "Thank you."

The little angel said these words silently.

Even though the little angel in Su Shenyan's eyes is so short and distanced, he still saw the mouth shape of the little face looking up at him.

Su Shenyan clasped his hands tightly to the railing, restless, silently looked down at this polite child.

The little angel made a downward gesture to him, and Su Shenyan complied.

The little angel was very reluctant to return the little bear to Su Shenyan, "Take good care of it."

Su Shenyan heard the little angel's silent confession to him, nodded, and couldn't help stroking the teddy bear back and forth with both hands, as if making a promise in front of the little angel, proving something.

The little angel hooked off the animated little Huihui mask, smiling brightly with crooked eyebrows.

Su Shenyan blinked for a moment, Ren Xiaotian put his hands through the gap, trying to put it on for Su Shenyan.

Su Shenyan realized the little angel's intentions, of course he refused to accept it, stood up, touched the little angel's bulging hat angrily, "Uncle Yuyu is leaving, it's cold, go back to sleep!"

The little angel's eyesight and hands quickly caught a hand that was about to be withdrawn, and held on tightly.

Su Shenyan persuaded him for a long time but still couldn't break free. It wasn't because of the little angel's strength, but because Su Shenyan knew that the little angel had tried his best, and was afraid that the brute force would pull him back and hurt him.

Time was running out bit by bit, Su Shenyan compromised, hugged the little head, and asked the little angel to put Xiao Huihui on for him.

The little angel also took off his hat.

Su Shenyan looked at the prickly short hair, which smelled very strong of shampoo, got into the nose, and the eyes met, it was still Su Shenyan's defeat.

Su Shenyan was listless, trembling, carrying the little head home, lying on the bed with his dead body.

The house is not warm, but the closed air is much better.

Su Shenyan is blushing now, as pretty as an apple.

The reason for this is not because of the heat, not because it is too cold.

It's embarrassing, tomorrow is Christmas, and Su Shenyan made a big mess.

little angel said silently