After the cannon fodder mission was completed, the younger male protagonist went crazy

I'm sorry, I didn't mean it.

If you don't say anything, I'll assume that you forgive me.

1, 2, 3, okay, three seconds have passed, thank you.

Taking in all the other person's facial expressions, Qiao Wenzhou's eyes flashed with a faint smile.

He is still said to be childish. But isn’t the president who is secretly complaining in his heart childish?

"He said that the leader was in charge of the game, and it would be embarrassing if he didn't go."

Chen Xingzhu: Wow, you’re really good at making up excuses.

"Afterwards, he did not apologize to my mother for this."

Chen Xingzhu: I’m afraid he doesn’t feel sorry from the bottom of his heart.

"After I recovered, my mother said that I seemed to have been burned out and had some dementia."

At this point, Chen Xingzhu suddenly interrupted him, "Do you still have any memory of that period? Were you really burned stupid?"

"I have some vague memories." Qiao Wenzhou replied, "I don't think I was stupid because of the burn. I think my mother was a little too concerned and confused. At that time, I was probably the type of person who didn't like to move and was relatively quiet."

"Besides..." He then added: "All the doctors said there was nothing wrong with me, and the test results also showed that I was healthy."

What was going on? Chen Xingzhu was confused.

Is it... a psychological problem?

Qiao Wenzhou spoke up at the right time, "I think my mother may have a mental problem."

"Ah?" This was an angle Chen Xingzhu had never thought of.

Qiao Wenzhou asked a question, "Mr. Chen, maybe you have heard that women have a very strong sixth sense."

"Ah?" Chen Xingzhu felt that her brain was not enough, "Is there any connection?"

Qiao Wenzhou's voice suddenly became much deeper. "At that time, my mother might have already noticed Qiao Wude's abnormality."

Suddenly, Qiao Wenzhou dropped a thunderbolt: "Qiao Wude relied on his few filthy riches to betray my mother."

"Ah...Ah?!" Chen Xingzhu's eyes widened, "He cheated?!"

"Yes." Qiao Wenzhou's voice was cold, "He cheated on me."

Chen Xingzhu: Human...scumbag!

"As a housewife who completely depends on Qiao Wude, my mother cannot accept this fact."

"But her emotional inability to accept it will not help. It is almost impossible to force someone to stay who is destined to leave."

"My mind and emotions are torn apart, and I feel guilty about myself..."

"She has psychological problems."

After these words were spoken, there was a long silence.

So that's how it is. Chen Xingzhu suddenly realized.

Qiao Wude’s cheating must have been like the sky falling for Ye Wenxin.

What about Qiao Wenzhou who is in the middle of it? How does he feel?

Maybe he was sad, Chen Xingzhu guessed, otherwise he wouldn't reveal such sadness at this moment.

The air seemed to be infected by his sadness and slowed down its flow.

The bright moonlight also avoids this person who cannot bring it happiness.

After a long silence, a rustling sound was heard and Chen Xingzhu leaned inside.

Then, he stretched out his arm and gently held the other's shoulders, and whispered, "Go to sleep, don't think about it."

When being hugged, Qiao Wenzhou paused, and then responded with a hoarse voice, "Yeah."

Touching the boy's soft hair, Chen Xingzhu closed his eyes first, "I'm going to sleep."

The implication is that you don't have to talk anymore.

With a curved curve at the corner of his lips, Qiao Wenzhou curled up in the other's arms and slowly closed his eyes.

Chen Xingzhu, you are really good...

As his consciousness became hazy, Qiao Wenzhou suddenly returned to that evening.

At the entrance of the kindergarten, the teacher was shouting at the top of her voice, "Children, stand still!"

The children who were about to finish school were like a group of little chicks, chirping and making noise. Each of them wanted to fly out to greet their mother. None of them were obedient.

The queues soon dispersed, which gave the teacher a headache.

She was afraid that one of them would run away if she wasn't careful.

They are all little ancestors. If any one of them is lost, she will be blamed.

There was no other way, so she had to use her trump card, "Children, the teacher has decided that whoever stands the best will be rewarded with a little red flower!"

However, the children who usually became well behaved as soon as they heard the word "little red flower" acted as if they didn't hear it this time. They were still making noise and tried to break out when the teacher wasn't paying attention.

Obviously, between going home to find their mother and getting a red flower from the teacher, the children unanimously gave up on their nanny-level teacher.

This is very embarrassing.

At this point, the teacher had no other choice but to take the child out.

The teacher was so busy looking after the more naughty children that she didn't notice at all that in the middle of the chicks, there was a child standing obediently, that was little Qiao Wenzhou.

With his hands hanging down and his head slightly raised, he stood like a little standard-bearer.

After the children were picked up by their parents one by one, the teacher finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the sun was about to set. Little Qiao Wenzhou, who had been standing obediently for a long time, finally gently tugged at the teacher's clothes.

The teacher immediately turned around and squatted down, "It's Xiao Qiao Wenzhou."

She glanced outside, turned back and said apologetically, "Sorry, baby, your mother hasn't come yet. Can we wait a little longer?"

Xiao Qiao Wenzhou did not say "yes" or "no", but said: "Little red flower."

"Ah?" The teacher didn't respond.

Qiao Wenzhou: "Standing the best, little red flower."

"Oh oh oh." The teacher then remembered.

She immediately took out a small red flower sticker from her backpack and stuck it right on the center of little Qiao Wenzhou's forehead.

She said: "Xiao Qiao Wenzhou stood the best, so the teacher will give you a little red flower as a reward."

Reaching out and touching the sticker in the center of his forehead, Xiao Qiao Wenzhou suddenly raised the corners of his lips.

At this moment, he suddenly turned his eyes and looked outside.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the woman walked towards me in her high heels.

Then, the teacher's gentle voice came, "Xiao Qiao Wenzhou, your mother is here, go quickly."

Leng Ji's heart was beating fast and he ran towards the woman coming from afar in the evening breeze.

"mom!"

When he was about to get close, the woman half squatted down and steadily caught Xiao Qiao Wenzhou who was rushing towards her like a small cannonball.

"mom!"

The woman stood up holding little Qiao Wenzhou, "Yeah, mom is here."

Leaning in the woman's arms, Xiao Qiao Wenzhou rubbed the woman's neck lovingly, "Mom."

Ye Wenxin's voice was as gentle as the breeze. "Well, did you encounter any happy things at school today?"

Holding the woman's neck, he answered crisply, "Yes."

"Oh?" Ye Wenxin seemed a little surprised, "What is it?" she asked.

At the same time, after waving goodbye to the teacher, Ye Wenxin turned towards home.

“I got a little red flower.”

This time, Ye Wenxin was really surprised, "Really?"

She quickly lowered her head to check, and at the same time, Xiao Qiao Wenzhou also raised his head to make it easier for Ye Wenxin to check.

He even pushed aside the loose hair on his forehead, as if he was afraid that Ye Wenxin couldn't see it, and said, "Look, a little red flower!"

Ye Wenxin exclaimed immediately, "Wow! It's true! The baby is so great!"

Faced with Ye Wenxin's exaggerated praise, Xiao Qiao Wenzhou smiled a little shyly.

Without asking the baby how he got the little red flower, Ye Wenxin just kept praising him.

Because she knew that Xiao Qiao Wenzhou, who had never received a red flower before, probably did not receive this red flower because of his good grades.

But no matter what the reason, her baby deserves praise.

"The baby is great! The baby is great!"

“Is the baby the best baby ever?”

Xiao Qiao Wenzhou's cheeks gradually turned red as Ye Wenxin praised him. From the smoky pink sunset to the bloody snake apple, Xiao Qiao Wenzhou was almost steamed to death.

Although she was very shy, she didn't say anything to interrupt.

He pursed his lips, pricked up his ears, clenched his fists tightly, and listened to Ye Wenxin's endless praise.

Just by looking down, Ye Wenxin instantly understood what he meant.

So she praised even louder, wishing that every passerby could hear it.