She didn't come to her senses until she felt the bed behind her move down, but she stood there frozen as if she had been electrocuted.
Who is it?
Is it Si Minghan?
The person behind her got directly into the quilt and hugged her from behind.
She was about the same slender figure as herself, and the hands around her waist were thin and white.
How could it be Si Minghan...
Dibao's heart suddenly dropped again, and it hit her hard, making her eyes hot.
After calming down, she turned around and looked at Wu Jiu, who was curled up beside her. He was looking up at her with a smile, "A Bao, can I sleep with you?"
"Okay." Dibao said, his voice a little hoarse.
Wu Jiu reached out and touched Di Bao's little face, "A Bao has lost weight, I feel so bad..."
Dibao didn't know why Wujiu always looked at her with a dependent expression, like a pitiful little thing, but she was very used to this kind of closeness.
"Don't be sad, Abao, everything will be fine, believe me." Wujiu said.
"...Okay." Di Bao agreed, but his words did not reflect his heart.
Wu Jiu smiled, pouted his lips and kissed Di Bao on the face, saying, "I didn't kiss you this time."
Di Bao was stunned, with a complicated look in his eyes, "Wu Jiu, let me ask you something."
"Ask, Po!"
"Do you like girls more or boys more?" Di Bao didn't know why she neglected to ask this question. It was really Wu Jiu's behavior that made her think of something wrong.
"Male? Female? Is there any difference?" Wujiu asked.
Dibao sighed, she felt that she was overthinking.
Although Wujiu is physically very strong, psychologically he has always lived in the Forbidden Island and is very simple.
It's just that the love-deprived child wants warm intimacy.
"I like Abao." Wujiu said. "Does Abao like me?"
"Of course I like it."
"I'm with Po, is Po happy?"
"happy."
"Then I'll sleep with Po every night!"
Dibao's mouth curled up, "Okay."
"How can Abao be so nice?" Wujiu tightened his arms around her waist and buried his face in her chest.
Dibao felt like he was obsessed with the long-eared rabbit doll.
There was a slight movement at the door.
Wujiu was startled and quickly shrank his head, burrowing under the quilt and hiding himself.
Di Aotian came in and looked at Abao lying on the bed. The quilt was pulled under his neck, and the sadness on his face faded a lot.
Moving my eyes to the side, I saw that the bulge was obviously abnormal.
"Second brother."
"You haven't slept yet?" Di Aotian said as he walked towards the edge of the bed.
The queen reached out, picked up a corner of the quilt and lifted it up.
Wujiu was curled up inside, with his head resting on Abao's chest, his face buried, and he was hugging Abao like a sloth.
A smile flashed across Di Aotian's dark eyes, but he didn't expose her. He put down the quilt and said, "Second brother came to see you, go to bed early."
"Um."
After Di Aotian left, Wu Jiu popped his head out and asked hurriedly, "Did you find me? Did you find me?"
“…I didn’t find it.” Dibao said.
Now, whether it is night or day, Wujiu will look for Dibao to play.
The three brothers of the Di family let her pester them.
At least this would divert Po's attention.
Abao's mood was relatively better.
Di Shenhan and Di Aotian stood beside the Roman columns and looked at Abao on the other side of the pool. When Wujiu spoke to her, she listened carefully.
Di Aotian had told Wujiu not to mention anything related to Si Minghan.
Everything seemed fine until Dibao looked up at Number One in the distance, his expression somewhat dazed.
Number One stood there, wanting to come over but not daring to.
"Number One?" Dibao waved at it, "Come here."
Number One understood and immediately jumped towards Dibao.
Dibao picked it up and gently stroked its round head, but his heart became increasingly sad and tears gathered in his eyes.
She still remembered that Number One was given to her by Si Minghan, who trained Number One to do difficult backflips in order to please her.
Si Minghan, if you really care about me, can you please appear in front of me? Don't make my future life miserable?
Di Shenhan and Di Aotian looked nervously at Abao who was holding Number One. From her expression, they knew who she was thinking of.
These past two days they didn't even dare let her answer the child's phone calls.
As Bao is still in a state of unrecoverable mood, she cannot face her children at all. She will lose control and feel guilty towards them.
Wu Jiu glared at Number One from the side. "Didn't I tell you not to come out? Why are you so disobedient?"
Number One lowered his head, feeling extremely guilty.
Di Aotian's phone vibrated. He glanced at it and saw it was a number from Xizhou Island. He answered it, "What's up?"
"Chief, Mr. Si is back!"
Di Aotian was shocked, "Si Minghan?"
"Yes! He just entered Xizhou Island by car, and we didn't stop him."
"Nonsense!" Di Aotian hung up the phone and said to Di Shenhan in a relaxed tone, "He's alive!"
After saying that, he walked towards Abao.
"Po!"
When Di Aotian answered the phone, Di Bao kept staring at that direction as if he had sensed something.
Now, seeing Di Aotian coming towards her with a gentle expression, her heart began to beat chaotically, becoming more and more violent.
Di Aotian stopped in front of her, touched her head, and said with a brother's care, "Si Minghan is back."
Dibao's body trembled visibly, tears began to fall, and the number one in his hand fell to the ground.
Fortunately, Wujiu caught it.
Dibao looked down at Number One, then raised her head again, looking at her second brother with disbelief and fear of disappointment.
"It's true, he's coming this way." Di Aotian knew what she wanted to ask.
Dibao's tears suddenly welled up and he could no longer control his emotions.
Just as Di Aotian raised his hand to wipe her tears, Di Bao turned and ran away.
It was a bit embarrassing for him to let his hand fall empty.
Wujiu pursed her lips, picked up Number One and quickly left, not giving Di Aotian the chance to cause trouble for her.
Di Aotian sighed, the pain was in vain.
Dibao ran out of the castle, which was a long way from the castle gate.
But she wasn't tired at all.
She ran forward holding up the hem of her skirt, her long hair flying in the air, full of joy, tears and laughter.
He's really not dead! He's back!
Si Minghan, you are the strongest, you won't let me down!
The car stopped not far away, and Dibao stopped running, not daring to move forward.
Panting and looking at the car door cautiously.
The car door opened, long legs stepped out, and the person inside got out and stood up.
Dibao's heart almost stopped beating. When he saw the face he had been thinking about day and night reflected in his pupils, tears burst out again.
Si Minghan looked at Dibao with a long-lost affection in his eyes. He paused for a moment, then stepped forward and hugged Dibao tightly in his arms.
It was not an imaginary hug, but a real one, so tight and safe that Dibao buried himself in his chest and cried silently.
"I'm sorry, I'm late." Si Minghan buried his face in the side of her neck. "Baby, I'm sorry..."
Dibao was speechless and kept shaking his head.
Don't be sorry, don't... Thank you for coming back to me...
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