My telegraph pole says I'm leaving the order

The evening sun hangs quietly in the sky, patiently scorching the earth with its warm red light.

Yin Ziyun gently pushed open the door of the study, and sure enough, he saw Ji Zichen reading a book with a child in his arms.

He walked over quickly, carrying a big bag in his hand, and the rattling sound easily caught Ji Zichen's attention.

The person at the table looked up impatiently,

"What are you going to do?"

Yin Ziyun waved his hand with a very good temper,

"Don't do anything, don't do anything, you continue, I just bought something delicious for the child."

The child who hadn't eaten since yesterday was sleeping soundly in someone else's arms, and looked very well-behaved.

Yin Ziyun gently pinched the soft flesh on Xiaotuanzi's face, frowned,

"It seems to have lost weight."

Ji Zichen: "..."

Then Ji Zichen watched helplessly as Yin Ziyun stretched his hands into his arms, and then hugged Xiaotuanzi out.

Ji Nuoan woke up the moment he was moved, he opened his eyes vaguely, looked at the person holding him dimly, and muttered in his small mouth,

"go home……"

Yin Ziyun clicked his tongue twice, and then muttered,

"I'm sorry, kid. I want to send you home too, but I can't beat that black-hearted thing. That black-hearted thing doesn't care how you feel. He just won't let you go, and I can't help it..."

Ji Zichen's face turned black, and he pretended to snatch the child back.

Yin Ziyun yelled twice, carried the bag and ran out with the child in his arms.

Ji Zichen didn't really want to snatch Ji Nuoan over. After all, he couldn't agree to the child going home, but he didn't have the habit of starving the child to death. In comparison, he also wanted the child to continue to live. Live alive and kicking, and just as Yin Ziyun wanted to meddle in this business, he just let him half-truth.

Yin Ziyun ran back to the room with the child in his arms, turned around and quickly put Ji Nuo'an on his big bed, picked up the bag and poured out all the snacks inside.

He opened a bag of sandwich bread, tore off a piece and handed it to Xiaotuanzi's mouth, looking very anxious,

"Eat quickly, eat quickly, that black-hearted thing will be gone after a while!"

Xiaotuanzi looked indifferent, lowered his eyes, slightly pursed his lips, and in a blink of an eye the big black pupils were filled with moisture,

"I want to go home and find my mother..."

Yin Ziyun: "..." Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

He was silent for a moment, then sneaked into Xiaotuanzi's ear as if making up his mind,

"Is this good? You eat obediently. I will help you find out where your home is. When I find your home and your mother, I will send you back, okay?"

Xiaotuanzi was taken aback, tears fell down his porcelain-white face on the bed, he was silent for a while, then suddenly threw himself into Yin Ziyun's arms, tears falling down patter.

Yin Ziyun hugged Xiaotuanzi distressedly, while handing the bread to his mouth,

"So can you have something to eat?"

Xiaotuanzi nodded, opened his mouth and swallowed the bread.

Yin Ziyun smiled with relief, stroked the soft hair on the top of his head,

"Eat by yourself first, I'll go to the kitchen and get you a bowl of porridge, okay?"

Before Yin Ziyun got up, he felt a soft little paw holding the corner of his clothes. His big, black eyes looked at him without blinking, and the child's long eyelashes trembled uneasily.

"Don't go..."

Yin Ziyun looked at him, nodded slightly as if bewitched,

"it is good."