little master

28.

When I rushed over, my mind was blank, but I still remembered to take into account my height and weight, brake the car when I ran up to him, and then hugged him completely.

The boy got out of the car and was hugged by me as soon as his feet hit the ground. He was obviously frightened. He buried his high-spirited face in my chest, struggling to ask, "What's wrong?"

I'm afraid.

I thought something was going to happen to you, where I couldn't see it.

I am blaming myself for not following you, leaving you alone in an unknown place.

Panic and remorse almost overwhelmed me. If you come back one minute later, I will drive out to find you in violation of traffic rules.

But you came back, with the unique vitality of young people and the breath of the distance, all the hustle and bustle faded away in an instant, only you are real in front of my eyes.

The joy of regaining what was lost hits my heart, I just want to hug you.

Hug you.

This extremely hypocritical idea was deeply buried in my heart, and every word I uttered really didn't fit the position.

I can't tell him that I'm looking forward to his return like a wolfhound who thinks he's been abandoned by his master, worrying whether he will encounter danger on the road, whether something will happen to him when I'm not around, will Won't ever come back here...

This kind of worry about gain and loss is too fucking shameful.

So I can't be exposed in front of his eyes.

I could only suppress the panic in my heart, and replied hoarsely: "It's okay."

After speaking, he couldn't help asking: "Where have you been?"

He moved in my arms, moved his chin to my shoulder, and said cheerfully, "I just ran around."

"Did you touch him on the road?" I let go of him and looked at it carefully from top to bottom. Except for a little messed up hair and two folds in the clothes, there was nothing abnormal.

His answer also confirmed my observation: "No."

The young master held his head proudly, put the helmet on the car, and patted my shoulder: "My skills are very good, don't worry."

I nodded and continued to stare at him unrelentingly.

The young master let me watch for a while, examined my eyes and expression for a while, and suddenly felt blessed, with a smile in his eyes, he asked me: "Ji Shao, are you... afraid?"

Sometimes people's emotions are so strange. I was obviously nervous just now and then I was terrified. I worried about the other bad consequences of not going, and I couldn't even talk about it.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, the name knocked me out of my wits, and I almost wanted to kiss him directly, and when I met his teasing eyes, I pulled my sanity back, and answered his question with a straight face: "Yes, I in fear."

Young master: "What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid something will happen to you," I said honestly. "My responsibility is to protect you, but you went out by yourself just now. For half an hour, you were not within my protection."

"I am anxious."

It doesn't make me feel uncomfortable to be honest about my emotions. Everyone has weaknesses, not to mention showing weakness in front of him, as if dissecting my heart to him bit by bit.Just getting him to care, even a little bit, is a huge improvement for me.

Sure enough, after I confessed, the young master turned a little embarrassed, pinched the corner of my clothes, and apologized consciously: "I'm sorry, I didn't think too much about it, it's just that I haven't played for a long time, I just went out for a walk."

This is the second time I've seen this cautious look, the first time was when I lied to him that he had broken his mind.

But he didn't learn his lesson, and fell for the second time.

It is obviously a cat that only scratches people, but it will unconsciously reveal its soft side, showing its soft belly to those close to it, allowing it to be manipulated.

Why is it so painful?

I resisted the urge to continue bullying, wrapped his hand, and pulled him into my arms: "It's okay, it's okay, baby, you don't need to apologize, it's my fault, I didn't insist on following you."

He bumped my chest: "It won't happen in the future."

"No what?"

"I won't worry you any more."

"keep your word?"

"Ok!"