It's like a parent who is willing to praise him.

They walked past the long wall paintings, colorful, sleeping rabbits, dancing chicks.

At the end of this wall is the last little prince and fox she drew.

When Lu Huaiyu walked to the end, he suddenly stopped, spoke gently, and called her name.

"Jian Qing." He said, "Can you tell me, what were you angry about just now?"

His voice was low and slow, and he asked seriously.

Treat her previous bad emotions with great caution.

Jian Qing was stunned. He thought that the matter was soon buried in the vast snow, and he just exposed it. Unexpectedly, Lu Huaiyu did not intend to take it over, but asked directly.

She blinked her moist eyes, unable to say the real reason, she could only lower her head and stare at the snow on the ground without saying a word.

Lu Huaiyu stared at her, her dark eyes as if she wanted to see through the expression on her face.

But the little girl frowned at this time and closed the communication hole again, unwilling to express herself.

After a while, he let out a faint sigh, "Jian Qing, the problem needs to be solved, not escaped."

Jian Qing's eyelashes trembled slightly. This was the second time Lu Huaiyu called her name. Every time he guided her, he liked to carry a name.

The two simple notes were spoken from his mouth, which were inexplicably nice and charming, and were unconsciously guided by him.

She stumbled and muttered, "But I've solved it."

The voice became smaller and smaller, and he felt guilty and did not dare to let him know about the problem arising and solving the problem.

Lu Huaiyu thought she wanted to get away with it, and like before, she kept her emotions in her heart and digested herself.

"You used violent communication against me when I was smoking."

"I'll ask you a question, and you'll choke me with a rebellious question. I want to take you to the bathroom, so you tell me not to worry about you."

"Is it because I did something that made you angry?"

He analyzed her behavior sentence by sentence, was slow, patient, and clearly described the observation results.

Finally he paused and came to the conclusion, "So you don't like me smoking?"

“…”

Jian Qing met his dark eyes and fell into silence, not knowing what to say.

Finally, he nodded and said seriously: "I don't like the smell of smoke."

Lu Huaiyu knew it. He took out a pack of soft cigarettes from his suit pocket and threw it into the trash can next to him.

Then his gaze moved back, staring at her, and slowly spoke, "I may sometimes, if I don't understand what you mean, I will accidentally ignore your feelings."

His age is nine years apart from Jian Qing.

If you say it’s big or small, you may not understand the little girl’s thoughts.

"If you don't say it, I'm afraid I won't know what to do."

His voice was low and heavy, very magnetic, like a clear and clear spring, slowly flowing into her dry heart.

Jian Qing raised her head and stared at him.

When he looked at her, his eyes were serious and his posture was low, as if he was waiting for her to tame.

On the wall behind the man, the little fox stood on the blue planet and looked at the little prince from afar.

"This is my secret," said the fox, "only with care can you see clearly."

The fox is eternally mature, tolerant, and silently gives to the little prince.

The snow was rustling down, like the little prince and the fox standing in the wheat field, hearing the sound of the wind blowing the wheat waves-

Jian Qing stared at him in a daze.

The tip of the nose suddenly felt sore, and I could no longer bear it.

He rushed into his arms and hugged his waist.
Chapter completed!