Baby, wait until you grow up

But at this time, he can't go to him, can't act like a baby to him.

An Boning clasped his arms tightly. It was actually the brain that hurt the most. At the same time, it was this kind of pain that made him wake up and face the environment he was in.

"Barring."

After regaining consciousness, Mi Ran caught up with him in a few steps, grabbed his arm, and asked in a soft voice, "What's the matter? Why did you come shopping?"

After the incident last time, he learned about Park Ning's morbid psychology from the front side.Originally, An Boning accepted his flowers yesterday, although he was a bit reluctant, but at least he forgave him.This time, he intends to lean forward with a stern face and get close to someone.

On the way, he met Bo Ning with a pale face, and Mi Lang was really surprised that he was able to wander the streets, so he sent An Hao a message and followed him all the way.

"You had a fight with Uncle Ann." This was the only reasonable reason he could think of.

An Boning felt uncomfortable all over, and it was even more uncomfortable to hear such words, and said coldly: "I will not quarrel with my father."

Mi Ran wanted to tease him, using what he learned in the bar at night to point out, "Bonin, don't be shy even if you quarrel. When a boy grows up, he should have a little private matter, which is a bit awkward."

He thought it was reasonable, but depending on the situation, the people around him didn't think so.An Boning walked with his head bowed. Because of his heart palpitations and anxiety, his cheeks had no blood at all. He was so pale that it made people feel very distressed.

The two were silent, Mi Lang didn't know why he kept walking, and felt very bored, but still patiently did not let him alone on the street.

Whether it is freshness or a good impression from childhood, Miran more or less likes this boy.At his age, he still maintained his innocence and sincerity, and when he grew up a bit, he learned to use means to forcibly possess him.

"I love daddy, and daddy loves me too."

Suddenly, An Boning said a word out of nowhere.

Miran was humming while thinking about which club to play tonight, and he choked when he said this.

"Don't think I know anything, but I know who is good to me. In this world, no one can think about me like my father, and no one loves me more than him. I will always be good to my father, I don't I'll fight with him, I won't really fight with him."

But making a fuss and being petty is allowed.

This kind of thinking has been in his heart for more than ten years. An Boning thought it was strong enough and strong enough, but it was shattered the moment he returned home.

That evening, for the first time, he wanted to yell at the man.

The setting sun is like blood, painting the entire sky, cruel and dazzling.Although An Boning thanked Miran for accompanying him all the way, he politely declined his offer of driving to see him off.

"Did Ningning come back?"

An Boning had just pressed the fingerprint and password on the iron door, and his father's nervous voice came out from the house with the door open.

His eyes were quickly stained with joy, and he hurriedly walked in with big strides.

"Father..." After saying that, An Boning stopped walking towards the man.

Standing next to An Hao was a short-haired woman in a narrow skirt and a knee-length suit. Her face was facing the sky and her facial features were correct. She looked like a virtuous and good woman.

"Where have you been?" The man didn't come to him and hugged him as usual, but stood beside the woman.

Seeing the child's gaze fixed on the person next to him, he said, "This aunt's surname is Wu, you can call her Aunt Minmin." For the first time, he took the initiative to introduce a woman in more detail.

"You are Ning Ning, hello." Wu Min walked over with a smile and held out her hand.

An Boning stood there, neither reaching out nor talking to her.

Obviously the pain in the street just now disappeared with the man's voice, why did it recur again, filling my heart.What's more, the stinging pain went straight to his internal organs.

Empty, silent.

After a while, An Boning asked: "Who is she?" The boy's bright black eyes stared straight at his father.