A brand new bicycle! Isn't this the gift Dad promised me? Wan'er was overjoyed and held her breath as she walked quickly to the bicycle.

Wan'er took a deep breath, bent down, and carefully reached out to touch the smooth, shiny pink handlebars of the bicycle. Excitedly, she examined every part of the little bicycle. Then she squatted down and pressed the two small wheels that extended from the main wheel to the sides...

Although she had never learned to ride a bike, this was no challenge for Wan'er. She stood to one side of the bicycle, reached out to hold the handlebars, then stepped over one leg and sat on the small bicycle seat.

The door was ajar. Wan'er leaned forward, reached out and opened the door. The morning sun had just risen, and the air was exceptionally fresh. Wan'er pedaled forward; with the small wheels protecting her, she had nothing to worry about. She happily pedaled her bicycle straight out of the bedroom…

Outside the door was an irregularly shaped, flat area, open in the middle, at least 20 square meters, with flowers and plants growing along the sides. To the left was an earthen slope, and to the right was an old building. A cement path, more than a meter wide, led forward in the middle...

Wan'er circled along the edge of the ground, preparing to ride onto the path...

"Clatter, clatter!" A familiar figure emerged from the leaf-strewn path. The man, wearing glasses, was slender and refined. He carried a half-filled basket of fresh vegetables. Seeing Wan'er riding her bicycle towards him...

The young man stopped, adjusted his glasses, and stared at Wan'er with a dazed expression. Behind the lenses, his eyes, like stars, shone brightly.

With a squeak, Wan'er stopped the bicycle in front of the man's feet. She looked up at him, her eyes full of smiles, and said, "Dad, thank you for buying me the bicycle."

"You, you, do you like it?" The man seemed a little excited. He put down the shopping basket and squatted down. His eyes behind his glasses sparkled. At the same time, he reached out and stroked Wan'er's face. "Baby, you've grown taller again!"

"Hehe!" What's wrong with Daddy today? Aren't we together every day? Why is he talking so strangely? Wan'er looked her father up and down. "Of course I like him,"

"Lu Sheng, you're back." A pretty woman wearing an apron walked out of the kitchen on the right and approached the man. "Did you buy scallions? They're ready to be cooked."

"Oh, I bought it." Lu Sheng replied, picking up the shopping basket and handing it to the woman, his eyes still filled with warmth as he looked at Wan'er.

"You can eat in a minute." Wearing an apron, it was Yueya. She smiled gently, took the basket of vegetables, and turned to walk towards the kitchen...

"Dad, don't worry, I can ride a bicycle now." Seeing Ye Sheng staring at her intently, Wan'er thought to herself, "Dad's acting so strange..."

"Oh, okay." The man replied irrelevantly, blinked, and extended his hand to Wan'er. "Mom's made noodles, let's go eat together, let's leave the car here first."

"Oh," Wan'er replied, just then her stomach suddenly rumbled. She reached out her little hand to her father, stepped off the bicycle, and said, "Hehe. I'm hungry too."

Ye Sheng bent down and picked up his daughter in one swift motion. His arms were a little tight, and he seemed to be trembling as he held Wan'er tightly in his arms. "Okay, let's go eat noodles."

"Dad, why are you crying?" Wan'er reached out her little hand, took off Ye Sheng's glasses, and gently wiped away the tears that had fallen on her father's cheeks without her noticing.