Chi You, your panda is hanging on the tree again!

Fourth Master You looked at a silhouette in the darkness, trying to understand his mood with his son's voice.

He sat down on the bed with his back to the cub, his legs slightly apart, his arms resting on his legs, and he slowly held his clasped hands between his legs.

"After I asked someone to dig the bamboo shoots for you, you insisted on crawling into the basket, holding the bamboo shoots and chewing on them, lingering inside and refusing to come out, and you refused to let the attendants carry them on your back.

That day you sat in the basket with my sword in your arms, and I carried the basket, and I also carried you.When we walked back, it was already dark, and you slept in the basket, and there were only three bamboo shoots left in most of the basket, and even the sword I gave you was lost. "

Fourth Master You turned his head slightly, looked at the silhouette curled up in a ball, his pupils were like ink, his eyelids drooped slightly, and there seemed to be a dark light floating in his eyes, but when he turned his head away again, his thin lips parted slightly, and he let out a cry He hummed with a smile.

"You thought I was angry and ran back to look for you behind my back. I found you missing and sent someone to look for you. When I found you in the forest not far away, you were already in the trap set by the hunter. Hanged from a tree overnight."

Fourth Master You couldn't remember clearly, he frowned for a while before continuing.

"After I brought you back, one night you stole a rusty butcher's knife from nowhere and dragged it to my bedside. Seeing me wake up, you stepped on the handle and yelled at me. Then He stuffed it into my hand with his mouth in his mouth, and looked at me eagerly, as if asking me if I liked it."

The little boy said in a muffled voice, "You don't like..."

Fourth Master You: "It's not... It's not that I don't like it, but I really want to take it with me when I go out, and I'm still holding a knife to show you? It's quite majestic."

Fourth Master You waited for him to answer, but the boy fell silent again.

How many things are hidden in his son's head?

Fourth Master You coughed in a muffled voice, and started talking again.

"In those few days, you seemed to be in a low mood. You didn't even eat the remaining bamboo shoots. You kicked the bamboo shoots outside the basket. Who knew that the three bamboo shoots took root and sprouted like this. The longer they grew, the more they grew. High. Then you started to climb on it, and staggered on it all day long. Until one day you broke one of them, and you fell a butt pier from it, so that you stuck your butt on Lie in the nest for two days.

But before you recovered from the injury, you ran to the yard and gnawed the remaining two plants, even the roots were pulled out with your claws. "

"Not because of this..."

"what?"

The little boy grabbed the quilt tightly under his feet, buried his head a little deeper in his arms, and cried out aggrieved.

"You threw away the knife I gave you, and lied, lied to me that you lost it."

Fourth Master You: "..."

"No, brat, at that time I thought that the knife was more suitable for killing pigs, so I gave it away... I actually wanted to find it later, but at that time..."

"I want to hug you..." the boy interrupted him in a muffled voice.

"What, what?"

The little cub hugged his legs trembling and crying.

"Yuyou, I, I want to hug you, I want to hug you, I, I..."

The rest of the words were hidden in Fourth Master You's chest when Fourth Master You pulled him into his arms.

Fourth Master You wanted to comfort him, but his throat was choked, and he found that the only thing he could do was hug his cub a little tighter.

He thought his cub would cry for a long time, but it didn't take long for the crying to die down in the darkness.Only the sound of well-proportioned breathing caressed Fourth Master You's neck like a feather, conveying the stability at this moment.

Fourth Master You wanted to put the little boy on the bed, but when his hand accidentally touched his pocket.But I heard a "rustling" sound like something in a bottle shaking.

He put his hand into the little brat's pocket, and when his finger touched the bottle, Fourth Master You felt a little uneasy.

Turning on the bedside lamp with soft lighting, Fourth Master You looked at the Chinese characters on the medicine bottle, but couldn't understand the meaning, but it was obviously a bottle of medicine.

How could his son have such a thing?

Ignoring the research on what it was, Fourth Master You looked at the little boy sleeping soundly on the bed, clasped his shoulders and started calling him.

"Boy, wake up!"

The cub did not wake up, and was still sleeping peacefully.

Could it be because of this medicine...

"It's time to eat!" "Eat——"

The little cub rolled and woke up faintly.

Fourth Master You: "..."

No, nothing, okay.

The dim yellow light illuminated Fourth Master You's face, and the little boy looked at him with a trace of injury in his eyes.Then look away from his face and into his arms again.

Although the little boy did seem to be fine, Fourth Master You was still worried. He pulled the boy's face out of his arms, held the bottle of medicine in front of his eyes and asked him, "Who gave this to you? have you eaten!"

The little cub insisted on lowering his head, put his arms around him and buried his face in his chest again.

"Beautiful brother gave it to me, I just ate one. Turn off the light and sleep in my arms—"

Fourth Master You couldn't sink his heart at all, while hugging his son, he took out his mobile phone, took a picture of the bottle of medicine and sent it to his personal doctor, while pulling his coat to wrap the son up, intending to directly Take him to the hospital for a full body checkup.

When Fourth Master You carried the little boy downstairs, the boy fell asleep again, breathing too evenly, which made Fourth Master You feel a little abnormal.

After putting the pup in the car, his personal doctor called.

"what is that?"

"This is supposed to be a kind of medicine for soothing the nerves, a little bit close to sertraline, fourth master, what's the matter with you?"

Sertraline……

"Oh!"

The hand that closed the car door stopped abruptly.

"You mean Sertraline?"

Gradually clenching the hand holding the phone, he hung up the phone, and Fourth Master You started the car restlessly.

Is it just eating by mistake...

Hospital……

The doctor lifted the little boy's eyelids, and the disturbed little boy opened the doctor's hand with one hand, turned over with a hum, and continued to sleep on the hospital bed.

Doctor: "...Mr. You, is there something wrong with him?"

Fourth Master You looked at the little boy with serious eyes: "I slept so peacefully when I was at home."

Doctor: "This, this way, this should not be a disease..."

Fourth Master You gently caressed the little boy's eyebrows, and said to the doctor, "Since there's nothing else to do, go out first, and give him a full body checkup when he wakes up."

At dawn, the little boy scratched with his hands on his chest, as if because he didn't catch anything, his light-colored eyebrows sank between his brows.Then suddenly opened a pair of pupils.Tears trickled down from the eye sockets that were widened with fear.

He sat up from the bed, turned his back to the door, and looked at the distance blocked by the cold window. His slightly thin back was sitting on the pure white sheet, as if he would fall off at any time.

Fourth Master You came back from outside and called him.

"Boy..."

The little boy turned his head and looked at his face with his mouth slightly open, the tears still lingering.

"Dapeng..."

Fourth Master You walked towards him with a worried face, knelt on the bed and lifted him into his arms, wiped his tears and asked, "What's the matter?"

The little boy looked at his face and shook his head.

Fourth Master You seemed to understand something, he smiled and rubbed his head twice, knowingly asked: "What are you looking at?"

The little boy buried his face in his chest, buried deeply, sucking his nose and opening his lips.But he couldn't utter a single word because of the uncontrollable crying.

The smile on Fourth Master You's face sank, and he looked at the top of his son's head in a little bewilderment.

"Boy..."

The doctor knocked on the door and said that it was time for an examination. Fourth Master You looked at the little boy who had been holding him all the time, so he had to signal the doctor to go out first.

"hug……"

Fourth Master You hugged him tightly, "I'm holding him..."

"Don't turn on the lights..."

"...It's daytime now..." Fourth Master You turned the little brat's face up, but the brat forced his head on his chest again, wiping his snot and tears together.

Is my face so shameful?

"Boy, I look like this now."

The little boy gave a muffled hum, but still didn't raise his head.

Fourth Master You looked at his stubborn look, thought for a while and pretended to be sad, and said: "I have become like this, you don't like it anymore, do you? That's right, I don't have the power and rights of the past, and I don't have the same looks. It’s not as good-looking as it used to be, and you should be right if you don’t like it, are you already thinking of finding another home?”

The little boy raised his head, humming anxiously at what he said.

"I, I don't dislike you for being poor! I can eat less in the future, and I can also move bricks, I, I..." The little boy burst into tears as he spoke.

Fourth Master You didn't expect that he could make his son so anxious just by saying a few casual words. He was a little at a loss for a moment, so he could only wipe his son's tears with a guilty expression.

"I lied to you. I'm not poor. You can eat whatever you want with me in the future."

After such tossing, in the end, I went back without any physical examination results.

Before, she didn't want to look at his face, but now... she keeps looking at him, without blinking or taking a step away, even if Fourth Master You is slightly out of sight, he can cry anxiously.Even Fourth Master You insisted on squatting in the toilet waiting for him when he went to the toilet.

Fourth Master You put his hands on his trousers, looked at the little brat who was squatting at the door of the toilet, looking at him eagerly, and couldn't squat down facing the toilet for a moment.

Fourth Master You: "Boy, I'll take the tuba."

The little boy squatted on the ground looking up at him, and nodded seriously.Then he took out a small bench from nowhere, and sat down like that, dragging his hands on his cheeks and looking obedient.

"it is good!"