If you don't consider feelings and just want to find someone to live with, then Stu is a good choice.
She remembered that the belt of the dress was a long piece of cloth that could be used as a scarf.
He did it right away and found the belt. It was not made of leather, but soft cloth.
It's not long enough to be used as a death sentence white silk, so it's perfect as a scarf.
She wrapped it around her neck, covering it, and let it drape freely across her chest.
Su Yumo was startled as soon as he stepped out of the tent and almost crawled back into the blanket.
Here, only the blanket is her warmest harbor.
When she has time, she will ask Stu to return the original blanket.
The little boy was sitting cross-legged at the door of her tent, holding a piece of grass in his mouth and playing with a few more pieces of grass in his hands, looking very relaxed and contented.
She let out a long breath and patted her chest, putting her heart back to its original place.
With a slight smile, he asked softly:
"Why don't you go eat?"
"Waiting for you."
Is there anything more touching than this sentence?
"Wait" is a beautiful word. It appears on the rice paper of ancient literati and in the songs of modern musicians.
It doesn't require a earth-shattering response; a cup of milk tea early one morning will do.
In the early morning sunshine, a little boy in blue clothes, with a smile on his face, sits on a green meadow, surrounded by busy people and free cattle and sheep.
If he had a paintbrush in his hand at that moment, Su Yumo would definitely paint this scene.
This is something that will never exist in a bustling city. It is the most authentic existence.
When the little boy saw the person he was waiting for appear, he jumped up without even using his hands to support himself.
Su Yumo had tried this move before, but always failed. Now, it was actually done by a little boy who weighed almost as much as a bag of flour.
It must be a genetic problem, he doesn't have a strong father.
"Hurry up, or there will be no food."
After saying that, he ran towards where the crowd gathered, his blue clothes fluttering in the wind.
When she woke up and saw such a cute little boy lying beside her bed, her heart melted and she wanted to kiss his whole face.
After hearing the words "waiting for you", my heart was wrapped tightly.
Following the little boy's footsteps, she met many people along the way, including men, women, young and old. Everyone she had met greeted her, whether they had met her before or not.
Some had kind faces, some had expressionless faces, and Su Yumo treated them all with a smile and a wave.
She never cared what others thought of her.
It only adds to the sadness.
When he reached his destination, Su Yumo saw Na Situ at a glance.
He was sitting on the bench and talking to the guy next to him.
Last night he was still an impatient young man, but now he has become the majestic overlord of the grassland sitting there.
A pair of long legs were stretched out casually. From the outline of the robe, it could be seen that one leg was straight and the other was bent. His arm was resting on his chin, and he was listening to the person next to him talking with a calm expression.
Seeing this she didn't disturb him and looked around but there was no sign of the little boy.
Did she take the wrong path?
"Da Yanshi, come and sit here." A middle-aged woman in brown clothes greeted her warmly.
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