Chaochao put the cicada back on the tree trunk and said softly, "Little Zhizhi, go play by yourself, and remember to come back and visit often."

The insect remained motionless on the tree, its wings no longer fluttering, its entire body exuding a strong sense of resignation.

At that moment, the system inexplicably felt that a certain piece of music was particularly fitting for the occasion.

It just won't fly out~

This colorful world~~

Seeing that the cicadas showed no sign of flying away, Chaochao blinked in confusion. Then, after hearing the increasingly loud cicada chirping, she suddenly understood.

So you wanted to play with me!

The little dumpling's eyes crinkled as she readily agreed.

"But I can't play for too long, I have to go back to find my brother later."

Then, Pei Yushen watched from the sidelines as the human cicadas directed their performance.

Chaochao straightened her little body, and her two little hands danced and swayed in the air, just like the musicians in TV dramas.

Come on, sing along with me!

"Don't underestimate me just because I'm a sheep~"

"The green grass smells even better because of me~~"

"...Lula lula le, lula lula le~~"

"Be brave and move forward! There are prizes for those who move forward!"

"Lula la..."

Accompanied by the children's innocent singing, the loud cicada chirping, sometimes loud and sometimes soft, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, actually kept up with the rhythm.

Pei Yushen remained silent.

They became engrossed in philosophical reflections that questioned the world.

The medley of songs has finally come to an end.

"Little Zhi is amazing! I declare you the best singing cicada in the world!"

Chaochao was generous with her praise, and after she finished, a thought flashed through her mind as she rested her head on her hand.

"Perhaps we could form a band?"

The cicada, who had just finished singing and wanted the children to leave quickly, felt a chill run down its spine upon hearing this.

Chaochao, who was already thinking about the band's name, caught a glimpse of the boy not far away and suddenly remembered that her brother Yushen was still waiting there.

"Oh dear, Brother Yu Shen is still waiting for me. Bye-bye, Xiao Zhi Zhi, I'm going now!" Chao Chao waved her little hand and ran while calling back, "If you want to play with me, just call me and I'll come!"

They were so frightened that they didn't dare to make a sound, truly embodying the phrase "silent as a cicada in winter."

The coldness is the coldness that chills the heart.

Waaaaah, why does this human baby look like an angel but have the heart of a devil?!

Chanchan, I'm so miserable...

"Brother, I'm back~"

"Don't be afraid, Chaochao won't leave you alone."

Chaochao trotted back to the tablecloth, raised her round little face, and comforted the boy with practiced ease, as if she had said it a thousand times.

The system is unfathomable: I won't say who it was addressed to.

Pei Yu glanced at her and thought to himself.

I only get scared when you come back.

At this moment, the little dumpling had already forgotten about Pei Yushen eating fruit, but she noticed that the wheelchair was actually a little further away from her small tablecloth, and thought that it had slowly moved away while she was lying on it playing.

She muttered something under her breath as she ran off the cushion, grabbed the edge, and pulled it back to the wheelchair.

We have to be together!

Finally, satisfied, he climbed back down, sat down next to Pei Yushen's feet, and buried his head in preparing to devour all the opened snacks.

The boy's dark eyes were lowered, while a child happily enjoying food by the foot pedal shook his head and swayed his body slightly, his soft, fluffy hair brushing against his legs several times.

Pei Yushen pursed his lips uncomfortably, a hint of irritation in his eyes, and pushed his wheelchair back a little.

The tires rolled across the grass, making a faint crunching sound.

Most people wouldn't care at all.

But the cub in front of it instinctively turned its head, its almond-shaped eyes looking back and forth warily.

After noticing the distance between the tablecloth and the boy, he muttered to himself in confusion.

"Huh? Why did it go back again..."

The little dumpling got up, spread out, and then rolled back.

The movements were completed in one smooth motion.

She patted the cotton cloth under her bottom and said earnestly, "You have to be good, okay? Don't move around or run around anymore."

Pei Yushen: "..."

He didn't understand why they had to sit next to each other.

The four words "Stay away from me" that were brewing between his lips and teeth eventually disappeared silently from the tip of his tongue.

A vague sense of loss of control over the situation made the boy furrow his brow and grip the armrest tightly with his slender fingers.

Having eaten and drunk her fill, Chaochao was completely unaware of the emotional turmoil of the boy behind her. After gulping down a small glass of water, she swayed as she stood up to clean up the mess.

"Put this in, and this in too... put them all in..."

The little dumpling crawled around on the ground, stuffing all the trash into a bag, and then turned around to see Pei Yushen staring at him.

Chaochao paused for a moment, and a guess formed in her mind—

"Brother Yu Shen, would you like to come in too?"

The bag isn't big enough, but you can probably stuff some in...

Pei Yushen's eyebrows twitched. He looked silently at the little dumpling who had automatically opened the trash bag, his lips stiffening as he turned his head away.

Unaware of being ignored, Chaochao tilted her head in confusion, not quite understanding what was troubling a boy her age.

She sighed, looked at the last remaining yellow checkered tablecloth, rolled up her non-existent sleeves with high spirits, squatted down, and folded it in a few quick, swift movements.

...It's still a mess.

how so?!

Chaochao could hardly believe it; she felt it was folded perfectly.

She turned her pleading gaze to Pei Yushen beside her.

But the boy was still brooding over himself with a cold expression, and with his head turned to the side, he didn't see the little dumpling's expectant eyes.

The system reassured me in my mind: "It's okay, little one, we can do it ourselves! You still have Xiao Qi!"

With renewed vigor, Chaochao frowned and slowly walked around the cloth, examining it carefully before a sudden thought struck her.

"I understand!"

As Pei Yushen gradually calmed down, he let out a soft breath, turned his head expressionlessly, and then saw the child lying peacefully with his eyes closed on the yellow and white checkered picnic blanket. The child was holding onto one side of the blanket and rolling from left to right, turning into a plate of egg rolls.

Then, the dumpling filling inside quickly burst out, folded the egg roll, and before it could react, "whoosh," stuffed it into the small backpack.

After doing all this, Chaochao proudly raised her head.

As expected of Daddy's child! So smart!

She patted her bulging backpack and said to Pei Yushen, "Okay, brother, let's go."

"But this bag..."

Chaochao glanced at the garbage bag, which was bigger than her head, and looked around in a worried mood.

Where is a trash can?

She's too short to see.

Chaochao and Pei Yushen's eyes met unexpectedly.

The child blinked.

Pei Yushen: "..."

On the flower-lined path, a boy indifferently pushed his wheelchair, a tightly tied garbage bag hanging from the back, swaying lightly in the wind.

The children next to me were singing happily.

"La la la~ la la la~ I'm an expert at picking up trash~~"