There was nothing missing, and there was not one more thing that made her feel angry, everything was familiar to her, which made her feel a lot more settled.

She looked at the direction of the bathroom from time to time, Jun Moyan came out in a hurry, Wen Xiaoai was more anxious than him, she didn't like to be alone, especially after more than three years of loneliness.

The doorknob of the room was suddenly twisted, and then the door was opened, Wen Xiaoai heard the movement, and immediately turned around and looked in the direction of the door.

After waiting for a while, I saw the little guy holding a small pillow, slowly moving in little by little, and then standing there, looking at her.

"An An." Wen Xiaoai immediately sat up.

"Come here." She beckoned to the little one.

Seeing Wen Xiaoai let him pass, the little guy immediately came back to life, ran to the side of the bed with a small pillow, and then quickly climbed into bed with slippers.

"Come and sleep with Mommy." Wen Xiaoai lifted the quilt and put the little guy's small pillow between the two big pillows, and let the little guy lie down.

"Mommy, kiss." She hugged the little one's head and kissed the little one's face and forehead.

The little one's face flushed, and his mouth pursed.

"Cover the quilt." After Wen Xiaoai also lay down, she covered the quilt for the little guy, covered herself with the quilt, and then hugged the little guy.

"Jun Moyan also said that you fell asleep, lied to the cat."

The little guy looked at Wen Xiaoai, and looked at Wen Xiaoai's eyes, nose and mouth little by little.

Seeing that the little guy looked at himself like this, as if he didn't know her as a person and knew her well, Wen Xiaoai couldn't help but ask him: "Does An An not know her mother?" You haven't seen your mother, don't you know what your mother looks like? ”

Seeing that Wen Xiaoai was a little sad, the little guy sipped his mouth twice, and said in a milky voice, "I know." ”

He added: "An An has seen photos of her mother and pictures of kittens. ”

"You saw a picture of your mother?" Wen Xiaoai asked.

"Well, Dad showed it to An An." The little one said.

"Then did you miss your mother?" She asked the little one again.

The little one nodded.

"Mom is not by Dad and An An's side, are you doing well with Dad? I see that my dad has lost a lot of weight. ”

The little one shook his head.

"Are you having a bad time?" Wen Xiaoai asked distressedly.

"Dad misses Mom so much." The little one said.

"Mom misses Dad too." Wen Xiaoai said.

"Dad is unhappy, not happy every day, An An has never seen Dad laugh, he doesn't laugh with anyone, Dad doesn't like to talk yet, and he doesn't tell An An about Mom."

The little guy pulled off his little ears and continued indistinctly: "An An has kitten ears, and Dad will show An An the photo of his mother's kitten." ”

Wen Xiaoai looked at the little guy's ears and didn't ask anything.

For her, the little guy was born to him, so he is naturally a half-demon, and Wen Xiaoai has no racial distinction, and she never thought about whether the little guy could accept this question, and felt that the little guy was a demon.

"Isn't Dad sad?"

The little one nodded.

"What about An An? Mom hasn't come back, are you angry with your mother? Wen Xiaoai asked again.

The little guy shook his head, thought for a moment, and said, "Daddy said Mommy was sick." ”

"Well, my mother is sick, so she didn't come back."

"Is it good?"

Listening to the little guy's concern, Wen Xiaoai wanted to cry.

"Mom is already well, she will not leave An An in the future, and she will be with An An every day."