Obsessed with father and son weaving dreams

good or not?

It is better to place the gift squarely next to the teapot or preferably on the floor next to the leg of a small table.

neither method suits him

Su Shenyan didn't think about it any longer, and directly put the gift in a corner.

They walked to the side of the vice president and looked at the oil paintings hanging on the wall together.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he couldn't help sneaking a peek at the expression on the child who had closed the door and went to the small table to turn over a glass and pour water.

Over the years, the vice president has seen many people who come to the hospital to look after their children.

There is alone, give a child a gift.

There are volunteers, well-wishers giving some gifts to the children.

In the end, the children happily accepted the presents.

Unexpectedly, this Mr. Su would be so shy that he didn't even have the courage to hold the child's hand and deliver the gift to the child himself.

Thinking of seeing the pace of Mr. Su going back just now, he was relieved.

"The vice president is fine, so I'll go back first."

Su Shenyan's mood fluctuated greatly in an instant!

Maybe it's because the footsteps coming step by step are too steady.

causing his heart to pound wildly.

Maybe it's because those eyes are too bright, reflecting him so dirty at this moment.

The dirty body feels as if there is no escape under the reflection.

The vice president just took the water glass, and when he heard Mr. Su's words, he naturally wanted to ask to keep it.

Su Shenyan endured until Yuyu handed him the water, and finally said the first sentence to Yuyu.

It's not that I prepared a lot of words at home before, "Uncle Yuyu will come to see you next time."

The little angel's reaction is always surprisingly fast, using old tricks to catch him by the hem of his clothes.

Stubbornly handing him the water glass, Su Shenyan wanted to escape at a galloping pace, without taking a step out of the door of the small mushroom house.

Su Shenyan's shoulders trembled a little, and even the vice president noticed something was wrong, so he helped him to sit on the small sofa, "Mr. Su, are you okay!"

Su Shenyan was afraid that the vice president would see the clues, and he would not let him come again in the future, so he quickly said: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm just a shy person, and I haven't had much contact with children."

The vice president was half-believing, Su Shenyan couldn't bear the strong stares from the two parties, and raised his face, which had been bowing his head, in embarrassment, to meet the embarrassed expression of the vice president.

He didn't see Yuyu's gesture to ask the vice president to leave, and the vice president still had no choice but to compromise.

She can understand Yuyu's thoughts to a certain extent. The portrait given to this Mr. Su has already shown Yuyu's intention for this Mr. Su to adopt. Maybe she should trust this smart child once.

The vice president stood up first, "Mr. Su is Children's Day today, and there are a lot of chores in the courtyard. I need to deal with them first. Excuse me."

Su Shenyan didn't understand why there was such a sudden turn of events, the vice president had already locked the door and left.

In fact, Su Shenyan knew why the vice president didn't let him be alone with the child, it was because of protection, he was worried, he could understand, after all, a child who is only seven or eight years old has no strength to protect himself.

The deputy dean did this today because he believed in him and believed that he would not do anything to this little angel.

Su Shenyan was very afraid of betraying the trust of the vice president, because he didn't even believe in himself. When he turned to look at the little angel, he was still looking at him, relatively speechless.

Su Shenyan didn't realize that his desire had quietly receded, he really relaxed.

"Yuyu, you are so beautiful." Su Shenyan started the conversation casually, not noticing that the little angel's disappointment flashed across his calm face for a moment after hearing this sentence.

Su Shenyan squeezed the soft gelatinous deer head, he didn't dare to touch the child's angelic little face, he was afraid of doing something to the child, but it would be bad.

The little angel almost coquettishly tugged at the hem of Su Shenyan's white plaid shirt, looking at the two packs of supermarket bags not far from the clean corner.

The little angel dragged Su Shenyan to that place.

The little angel opened a big plastic bag with two partition bags inside.

The little angel took out the transparent painting bag, pointed to herself, and said, "Is this for me?"

Su Shenyan nodded to the questioning gaze.

The little angel opened the painting bag.

There are wooden crayons and lead paintings.

There are tubular crayons and watercolors.

There are long-tube carbon pens that are similar to but much thinner glitter pens. There are many pens with a full range of colors, and the number of pens is as many as half a bag.

The special art book, unzipped, is actually bent on all sides, removed from the curved skateboard, and unfolded much larger than the oil painting pages hanging on the wall. There are nine such art books.

The little angel loved the gifts and gave him a charming smile.

Su Shenyan's face felt a little hot, and he felt a little embarrassed.

The distance between the two is an art book, and the little angel gathers, and the big book returns to its original state.

Su Shenyan took the initiative and opened another big bag full of snacks.

Su Shenyan tore open a bread bag and held it in front of Yuyu, expecting him to take it, "Yuyu, would you like to taste it?"

The little angel stretched out a small hand, took out two small buns, and fed him, the obvious meaning was to ask him to eat first.

Su Shenyan had no choice but to open his mouth, although the rather small bread was only as small as a thumb.

The little angel might be afraid that he would choke on him, so Su Shenyan just bit on the halfway point with his mouth crooked.

The little angel smiled happily at him and ate too, opening and closing her pretty little mouth.

Su Shenyan was afraid of losing it, so he took it off and chewed it with his hands. There was a deep red red bean paste in the middle of the sweetness.

In the past, snacks were given out in the welfare home, but after Su Sheng adopted him, he never tasted any snacks again, and ate them all, bringing back memories, and Su Shenyan collapsed.

The long-lost mood is picked up, that is the feeling of grievance.

No one can understand the feeling of anticipation filled with fear.

Su Shenyan knew himself too well, now that he was getting emotional, he needed a place to hide to vent his emotions.

Su Shenyan looked around, and found a small light gray wooden cabinet in the small room. He rushed over panting, but the bread in his hand had already dropped, so he didn't care.

He didn't see the little angel's stunned expression. He was really too busy to take care of himself. He ran over and opened the cupboard, which was full of comics.

Su Shenyan didn't feel bad, and threw it to the ground, completely ignoring where he was now, with only one belief in his mind, if he didn't go in, he would be unbearable.

The cabinet door was finally closed firmly, and the comics were spread all over the floor. These were gifts from others who saw him. The little angel picked them up one by one and listened to the movement inside, feeling very peaceful.

The little angel didn't care about him anymore. Although he knew that his emotions were very wrong, he knew that everyone needs a space. There is always a side that he doesn't want others to see. He respects him because they have nothing to do with each other now.

No one could understand why Su Shenyan lost control of his emotions after eating such a small bite of bread.

Others have not experienced what he has endured, he is really wronged, the pity is that he has no one to confide in.

It is impossible to express the grievances he has suffered in these years. There is no place in the world where he can feel the warm sunset.

Su Shenyan can't control himself like this all the time, he doesn't want to cry but cries harder, his body will always betray his soul.

Su Shenyan bit the shirt he took off and wept silently. The sad feelings he had felt for so many years did not evaporate at all with the passage of time, but instead became more painful, and he was overwhelmed to bear it.

Su Shenyan's faults are hard to get rid of when they are well established. In the past, Su Sheng would wake him up in pain and torture him, but now he sleeps without any scruples.

The meal time of the orphanage is 12:00 in the morning, because there is a program to be performed on Children's Day today, and many volunteers have come.

The dean postponed the appointment at 1:30 pm, and Su Shenyan arrived at the small mushroom house around 12:30.

He speculated that the person should not have eaten, so he brought two meals today.

The little angel went over and knocked on the cabinet door, Su Shenyan heard it alertly, and spat out his shirt.

Recalling what he did today, his face was not as ugly as usual. He put on his shirt almost immediately and pushed open the small wooden cabinet.

The little angel sat on the small stool and ate well, nothing happened.

Su Shenyan felt awkward, a stack of comic books was picked up and leaned against the corner, the little angel pointed at him and asked him to sit down and eat.

Su Shenyan saw that the meal was for two, so Su Shenyan didn't go there and wanted to leave.

Being so impulsive today, I don't know if it will leave any shadow in the child's heart, it's too embarrassing.

It seemed that he could see what was going on in Su Shenyan's mind.

The little angel pointed to the neatly arranged comic books in the corner, and pointed to the empty wooden cabinet.

He pointed to Fan and him again.

Move back to the comics for dinner, and move the comics back after eating?

Su Shenyan hesitated, seeing Xiaotian say something with his mouth, forgive you.

Xiaotian tapped the small bowl opposite with long chopsticks, making a clear and pleasant sound of water hitting the jade.

Now there was no need to think about asking him to come over for dinner, Su Shenyan was at a loss, so he had no choice but to follow the arrangement in desperation, and sat down to eat. He sat on a small air-filled cushion.

The bottom of the butt is soft and fluffy. To be honest, he has never sat on this kind of air-filled cushion.

It's a bit uncomfortable, but Su Shenyan is very happy, as if she's back to her childhood days in the orphanage.

Su Shenyan saw that there were no pickles in the little angel's bowl, only a piece of cake stick left, and guessed that he might like to eat beans very much.

While the little angel was looking at him, he moved his chopsticks and put all the beans in the bowl into the little angel's bowl.

In fact, the little angel was looking at Su Shenyan's eye circles. When he first met, he noticed the man's special red eye circles. He wondered if the man cried a lot, which made him look like he had made up on purpose.

This was confirmed today as the red eye marks deepened again.

For the first time, the little angel had a bad feeling because of a man who had cried.

Unexpectedly, the man would serve him food, the little angel watched the man's movements in a daze, opened his mouth, pinched the chopsticks, but said nothing, eating, in fact, he doesn't like to eat beans.

Su Shenyan was quite embarrassed, originally he wanted to take away the bowl and send it back with the plate, but in the end it was the little angel.