A man running towards a sea of flowers.
"Brother Zuo, are you drawing again today?" came a child's innocent English voice.
Little Grape opened her bright, watery eyes and looked curiously at the lifelike rose on the canvas.
Zuo Huiye took the water bottle, took a sip, and replied to the little girl in English: "You've come out looking for me again. Aren't you afraid your mommy won't be able to find you?"
"My mommy is busy picking flowers with my grandma."
Little Grape rolled her eyes: "Daddy doesn't have time to spend with me either..."
Her voice sounded pitiful.
Zuo Huiye chuckled as he put away his sketchbook, then took her soft, white hand. "Let's go, brother will take you to get some apple pie."
"Okay, thank you, brother, I love apple pie," came the child's cheerful voice.
The two, one big and one small, arrived at the house where flowers climbed all over the walls.
Zuo Huiye opened the door and went in.
On the marble table sat roses in a crystal glass bottle, their petals adorned with water droplets, exuding an exceptionally alluring beauty.
"Dear Brother Zuo, may I have your vase? I think it's exceptionally beautiful."
Little Grape climbed onto the chair, propped her chin up, and stared at the vase with wide, teary eyes.
"Okay, I bought two. There's another one in the box. I'll give it to you in a bit," Zuo Huiye poured a glass of milk for Xiao Putao.
"I'm going to heat up your apple pie now. Would you please wait here for a few minutes, ma'am?"
Zuo Huiye bent down slightly, her eyes filled with a gentle smile as she asked her.
"Okay, Mr. Zuo, thank you."
Zuo Huiye smiled and patted her golden hair before turning to heat up the apple pie.
During the few minutes of waiting, Zuo Huiye suddenly recalled the absurd things that had happened in the capital.
He Zicheng's sunny and clean face was vividly imprinted in his mind.
"Why am I thinking about him again..."
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