I just won't let go of cats

The driver sent the two children all the way to Xinhua Bookstore.

After parking the car, Wen Xi gently squeezed Han Zisheng's waist, and said softly, "We're at the bookstore."

Only then did Han Zisheng open her eyes, sat up from Wenxi's arms, and looked around in a daze. She felt as if she had fallen asleep just now, and now she was a little confused.

Wen Xi opened the door on the right, got out of the station and looked at Han Zisheng in a daze at the door, thinking that the kid's dumbfounded appearance was very cute.

After entering the bookstore, the two went straight upstairs, found the education category, and looked for the few destroyed textbooks.

It was getting late, and there was no one in the huge bookstore, only a few staff members were occasionally seen taking care of the bookshelves. After listening to the needs of the two people, they took the two people to the area and went to work on their own.

Han Zisheng watched Wenxi help her find the textbook seriously, followed obediently by her side, and gently tugged at the corner of Wenxi's school uniform.

"What's wrong?" Wen Xi took the physics book he happened to see from the shelf, and asked looking at the coquettish person beside him.

Han Zisheng shyly looked at Wen Xi for a while, then looked away, and asked softly, "Sister... Are you in a better mood?"

Wen Xi froze for a moment, looked at the person in front of him with a flustered look, and then realized that what Han Zisheng was asking was not what happened just now.

She was silent for a moment, lowered her hand that was not holding the book, and attached it to the little hand that was holding onto the hem of her clothes, and said softly: "Yes. No matter how bad it is, I don't even know you were sold!"

"No one wants mine!" Han Zisheng muttered softly with his mouth pouted, but his heart felt warm because of Wen Xi's answer.

Her elder sister is not very good at lying, she said that she is better, so it must be better!

What's more, my sister is holding her again, she is happy!

Wen Xi looked at the kid who was talking to himself, and smiled softly, and thought: Isn't this pretty good!

She led Han Zisheng all the way, while continuing to choose the textbooks she needed. The bookshelf was not low, and she could only see two little heads shaking in the front row.

"You are so cute, how come no one wants you." Wen Xi replied with a slight smile.

Although it will take some time to fully figure it out, completely let go of identity, and completely indulge, there are still many steps to go.

But for Wenxi, Han Zisheng's happiness is more important.

She, just let her precious little sister and the person she likes make trouble, as long as she is safe and well-rounded in this life, and she is always smiling, that's enough.

Han Zisheng followed Wen Xi, although his heart was gradually relaxing, he was still a little nervous.

But the more we followed Wen Xi to the depths of the bookstore, the more he could feel the gradual relaxation of his sister holding her hand.

It was the gentleness she was very familiar with, the gentleness that would embrace and forgive her no matter what she did.

"Sister?" She tried to call softly.

"Huh?" Wen Xi stopped and turned to look at Han Zisheng.

"You look very happy, what are you thinking?" Han Zisheng summoned up his courage and asked curiously.

Wen Xi didn't answer right away, she looked at Han Zisheng quietly, and remembered that night a week ago, she had the same question as this one, and even the atmosphere seemed somewhat similar.

Pretending to be thinking, she let go of the hand she was holding, squeezed Han Zisheng's face lightly, and said with a smile, "I want to be happy."

Since the last answer is likely to cause accidents, let's avoid it a little bit.

Moreover, she didn't lie, Han Zisheng just had the magic power to make her happy.

"Eh? What's the matter?" Han Zisheng grabbed the hand pinched on his face, rubbed it against his face actively, and kept asking.

Wen Xi looked at Han Zisheng's persistent questioning, smiled and did not answer, and took him back into his hands.

After finding the last history book, Wen Xi stopped holding Han Zisheng, hugged the book with both hands, and took the lead downstairs.

Han Zisheng followed behind Wen Xi like a tail, and kept asking questions, saying a few words from time to time: "You must be thinking about me, but you didn't tell me because you were afraid that I would kiss you again .”

"You must be worried that what happened that night will happen again, so you didn't tell me, but I know now." Han Zisheng was not afraid of death, and said all the guesses in his heart, paused, and continued to add: "If you don't explain it, you will acquiesce, and it's not that you don't like me, you're just shy!"

Wen Xi walked in front of half of Han Zisheng's body, listening to the children babbling behind him, he imagined the whole world, and smiled helplessly and dotingly.

Han Zisheng wasn't talking about it on her own, she was paying attention to Wen Xi while talking, seeing that Wen Xi didn't stop or interrupt, she dared to continue unrestrainedly.

Seeing that there was still a bookshelf that was about to reach the center of the empty hall, Han Zisheng stretched out his hand to grab Wen Xi, and both of them stopped.

Wen Xi turned around and looked at Han Zisheng.

Han Zisheng looked at the smile on the corner of Wen Xi's mouth, and smirked "hehehe" twice, and leaned his head to poke Wenxi's face.

Wen Xi raised a few thick books in his hands, blocking Han Zisheng's head that was pasting him.

"Hmm..." The kid who almost bumped his head against the book groaned in dissatisfaction.

Wen Xi put down the book a little bit, exposed his face, looked at the aggrieved child, and asked with a smile, "You want to mess around again?"

"No." Han Zisheng shrank her neck timidly. Although Wen Xi was smiling, she still felt that her back was hairy and she didn't dare to mess around.

Wen Xi looked at Han Zisheng in disbelief, Han Zisheng looked away, and said frankly in a low voice: "You used to kiss me... last time..."

"Did you mention it last time?" Wen Xi interrupted Han Zisheng helplessly.

Han Zisheng trembled slightly, curled his mouth and said: "I don't want to say anything..."

Wen Xi saw that Han Zisheng was afraid of her because of this, sighed softly, took the initiative to take half a step towards Han Zisheng, put his hand on Han Zisheng's face, and stretched out his head to rest on Han Zisheng's forehead.

She said softly, "Give me some more time, please?"

Han Zisheng bit her lower lip tightly because of Wen Xi's approach. After hearing Wen Xi's words, she froze in place.

This...

She had no choice but to agree.

But also enough, so that she is enough.

She and Wen Xi nodded lightly on the heads that were touching each other.

"Hey~" Wen Xi retreated and opened the distance.

But she didn't move for a long time, seeing Han Zisheng's eyes stained with joy in frustration, her heart moved, and when Han Zisheng didn't respond, she leaned over again and touched Han Zisheng's lips lightly with her lips.

"Rewards and compensation." She stepped back again, looked at the shocked children, and explained softly.

Han Zisheng stroked her lips with her hand, smiled happily like a flower, and nodded her head twice vigorously. If it wasn't for a public place, and it was a bookstore, she would probably jump up and down twice.

After leaving the bookstore, Han Zisheng leaned against Wen Xi's side happily all the way, clinging to each other in the car, and holding her hand for a few steps back home.

In short, it's how it sticks to people, like a brown candy.

Han Ziyu had already learned from the bodyguard that the children at home were being bullied again, and when he confirmed with the driver, he found out that the two had gone to the bookstore. At this moment, they were anxiously waiting for the two children at home.

After the sound of the door opening came from the entrance, she hurried over.

The purpose of entry is that Han Zisheng is entangled with Wenxi, hugging and entanglement like a skinny; look at Wenxi, carrying the book he bought, with a helpless and doting smile on his face.

Han Ziyu calmed down, and it seemed that things were not as she had worried.

Not only that, but the relationship between the two seems to have been restored.

After dinner, Han Ziyu pulled Han Zisheng who was still smirking, and asked, "What's the matter? I'm so happy like a fool!"

Han Zisheng twitched while laughing, while repeating what happened today to Han Ziyu.

When listening to being bullied in the first half, Han Ziyu was quite worried about the two children, and listening to the second half in the bookstore, she was infected by Han Zisheng's unconcealable happiness.

She rubbed Han Zisheng's head, and said with a smile: "Okay, you'll be fine when you get better, don't be too happy."

The heart she had been hanging on for the past few days can finally be put back in her stomach.

Han Zisheng couldn't help being silly. When she returned to the bedroom, she saw Wen Xi helping her fill up the notes just as she had promised, and she stuck to it again.

"Sister~" She hugged Wen Xi's waist, her voice sweet and coquettish.

Wen Xi's whole-hearted resistance was useless, and Han Zisheng hugged her even tighter.

"Sister~sister~" Han Zisheng leaned his head on Wen Xi's shoulder and called out twice more softly.

"Yeah." Wen Xi had no choice but to answer softly, wanting to see what this clingy kid was going to say.

But in the end, Han Zisheng looked like a second idiot, and after hearing her response, he smirked "hehehe".

Wen Xi stopped writing notes, she put down the pen, turned her head to look gently at the kid around her who kept making troubles, and reached out to touch her forehead: "Have you burned out your brain?"

"Hey~" Han Zisheng smirked and did not refute.

Wen Xi embraced the child, feeling that the child would not be able to listen to what he said, so he stopped talking and accompanied her with a doting smile.

Wen Xi was also in a good mood, she seemed to smell the sweetness in the air.

"Sister~" After the two of them were quiet for a while, Han Zisheng called again sweetly.

"Well, I'm here." Wen Xi replied softly.

"When will you think about it?" Han Zisheng was very familiar with Wen Xi, and Wen Xi's breath was gentle and warm, so she amplified her courage and asked what she wanted to ask.

The more sweetness you taste, the more you want more, and the closer you want to be with each other.

Wen Xi is not in a hurry, but Han Zisheng is in a hurry!

Wen Xi was struggling with how to answer the children's questions. Han Zisheng interrupted her thoughts and continued:

"Sister, how long do I have to wait..."

"What if I can't wait..."

"Can you think about it tomorrow..."

Wenxi: ...