The little guy looked at him, and then at the new flower seedlings, he was silent for a moment, then walked over, squatted down in front of Jun Moyan, and said, "An An helps Dad together." ”

Jun Moyan: "Okay." ”

The father and son refilled the dead flowers.

After finishing his work, Jun Moyan took the little guy to wash his face and hands in the bathroom.

The little guy sat on the sink, looking at Jun Moyan who carefully cleaned his nails and dirt, thinking of the scene where Jun Moyan planted flowers by himself just now, his nose was sore, and he suddenly wanted to cry.

He knew that his father must be for him, and he also knew that he had been unhappy all this time, and his father must be worried.

The little one held back his tears, and there was no sound of pits.

When Jun Moyan washed his hands and picked him up from the sink to put him on the ground, the little guy suddenly hugged Jun Moyan's neck.

Jun Moyan thought that the little guy had misunderstood what he had just done, and seeing that he was hugging him so tightly, Jun Moyan didn't put him on the ground, just hugged him like this.

But he quickly sensed that something was wrong with the little guy, and Jun Moyan knew that something was wrong with him.

"What's wrong?" Jun Moyan asked him.

The little guy's little face was buried tightly in Jun Moyan's neck, and when he heard Jun Moyan ask, the little guy said sullenly: "I want my dad to hug..."

There was a distinct crying in his voice.

Jun Moyan was slightly stunned, this was the first time the little guy had said such coquettish things to him, saying that he wanted him to hug him.

In the quiet bathroom, sadness strikes suddenly.

Jun Moyan, who was affected by the little guy and could clearly feel why the little guy was sad, felt the word single-parent family for the first time at this moment, and also realized for the first time that there were only two of them in this family. Trina

His body was a little cold, holding the little one, and his brain was empty and messy.

He stood in the bathroom with his child in his arms for a long, long time, and the father and son, who had lost their wife and mother, were sad for each other, and at this moment they realized that they were each other's only and dependent.

Because this time, the relationship between father and son is closer, and although they didn't say anything to each other, they could feel it for each other.

The little one will never spend all day thinking about when his mother will be back, but vows to love his father well.

His sense of responsibility returned, so he took care of the flowers again, and this time, not for his mother, but for his father, because he remembered that these flowers were also planted by his father after many days of hard work, and he had to take good care of them.

He took care of the flowers and took care of the garden again, but he no longer looked forward to it, and without expectations, it was naturally difficult to be happy.

The little guy relied on Jun Mo Yan more than before.

On this day, Jun Moyan had to come back later because of something in the company.

The little guy obediently ate dinner by himself, then went back to the room, took a picture book and waited for Jun Moyan while reading it on the bed.

At nine o'clock, Jun Moyan came back.

Because the little guy has not had a fixed time for sleepwalking recently, Jun Moyan is not at ease, and he came back in a hurry all the way.

The little one should have just fallen asleep, probably not asleep yet, so he shouldn't be sleepwalking so quickly.

Jun Moyan thought so, and quickly went upstairs.

He opened the door of the little guy's room, the lights in the room were on, since the little guy sleepwalked, the first thing he did was to get up and turn on the light, Jun Moyan was afraid that he would touch it in the dark, so he never turned off the light before going to bed, this trick is still useful, the little guy sleepwalks, and he will not turn on the light by himself.

He walked in lightly, not knowing whether the little guy was asleep or not, and when he walked in to take a look, he saw that the little guy was hiding under the quilt with a thin quilt on his head, sitting on the bed, and his little buttocks were still sitting on the corner of the quilt, wrapped tightly.

This strange behavior made Jun Moyan feel inexplicable.