The aloof and taciturn boy looked at the doodles on the white paper that resembled those used to coax a child, and his brows twitched almost imperceptibly.
Chaochao was already used to her older brother's silence. She put down her sketchbook after a short while and strolled around the garden in front of the glass like a little old man.
Before Jiang Chi ruthlessly took Chaochao away, she deliberately didn't let the servants bring back her water cup.
The lid of the special bee-shaped drinking cup was still placed in front of the glass window, and according to Pei Yushen's observation, the bee hardly moved at all.
As Chaochao strolled by, she glanced at the little bee rubbing her slender legs and slurping peach juice with her almond-shaped eyes.
The peach juice had been sitting outdoors for a while and was no longer cool and refreshing, but the sweet aroma of peaches still appealed to the bees.
As if sensing her presence, the little bee turned around and fluttered its wings at her.
The wary Chaochao immediately stepped back to maintain a safe distance, and only then did the little bee stop fluttering its wings and continue sucking the peach juice. The two, one human and one bee, treated each other with utmost respect.
Suddenly, Chaochao stopped walking.
She leaned closer to the glass window, her bright eyes blinking as she stared at something.
Through a pane of glass, the gardenia bracelet sat on the table inside the room.
It remains in the same position, unchanged.
The pure white gardenia petals are no longer as plump and smooth as they were the day before. Due to dehydration, tiny wrinkles have appeared, like a precious pearl covered with a thin layer of dust.
It's not as pretty as it used to be, but in Chaochao's eyes, the gardenia is still the most beautiful flower.
Chaochao pressed her little face against the glass, her bright almond-shaped eyes curving into a smile of pure joy, "This is my little white flower bracelet!"
As soon as the baby's voice fell, the little bee stopped drinking the peach juice and soared into the air with a "buzz," circling the little ball of fluff rapidly.
Those are clearly its flowers!
Chaochao didn't understand why the little bee was suddenly angry. Her big, curved eyes widened in shock. She put her hands on her hips, her legs trembling, and said with feigned strength but inner weakness, "You...you've already drunk my peach juice, so you can't sting me anymore!"
"The adults said that a person should be honest!"
Chaochao paused, swallowed hard, and added, "Of course, even a little bee needs to be honest..."
The little bee, who is easily swayed by others' generosity: "..."
As Chaochao reasoned more and more, she became increasingly assertive, raising her head to stare intently at the bee that was stuck in mid-air.
Pei Yu watched coldly, not quite understanding how a child could be arguing with a bee across species lines.
But he happened to witness the bee, lacking in spirit, awkwardly circle around before slowly landing on the lid of the peach juice cup.
Upon seeing this, Chaochao immediately breathed a sigh of relief, carrying the little bee on her back.
That was close, that was close.
Worried that Chaochao might want to run outside to play when the sun is blazing, Aunt Song let her watch cartoons ahead of time while she was bathing and drying Chaochao's hair, explaining that Ultraman was going to leave work early to have dinner.
So even though it was already Ultraman time, Chaochao was still leisurely lying on the picnic mat, swinging her two short legs up and down, holding a paintbrush in one hand and drawing, while grabbing a small grape and stuffing it into her mouth, looking very content.
But before long, he was captivated by a passing butterfly.
I chased after a deep blue-spotted swallowtail butterfly, running around the garden, and tripped and fell flat on my face.
In the end, Chaochao failed to catch the little butterfly and sighed in disappointment. Less than half a minute later, she happily picked up her pretty little water bottle and left again.
After the child left, the swallowtail butterfly that had disappeared flew back and landed on the other end of the peach juice cup lid.
The little bee flapped its wings rapidly in dissatisfaction, trying to drive away the freeloader.
The swallowtail butterfly remained motionless.
The bee was so angry that it crashed into the glass.
"..."
Pei Yushen looked away expressionlessly.
After watering the beloved watermelon seeds, I took the opportunity to visit the little bread that had bravely sacrificed itself. The little dumpling returned happily carrying the watering can.
Yes, it was flattery.
The little dumpling then squatted down, opened the kettle lid, and poured out a pile of various stones.
With her clear eyes wide open, Chaochao meticulously scanned a pile of pebbles back and forth, then suddenly her eyes lit up.
Found you two!
Chaochao picked up a stone in each hand, blew the dust off them, and then ran happily to the glass window, facing Pei Yushen.
When the boy's emotionless dark eyes turned to her, a joyful smile immediately appeared on Chaochao's soft and sweet face. She held a stone in each hand, starting with the milky white stone on the left.
Brother Yu Shen, doesn't this look like a cloud in the sky?
She excitedly pointed to the azure sky.
The stone on the right is dark green and feels very smooth. Its shape is nothing special, but Chaochao especially likes its rich green color.
These two are Chaochao's favorite stones from the ones she just picked up!
Both have their own merits, and I like them equally.
Chaochao's dark, grape-like eyes sent out inquiries through telepathy.
Brother Yu Shen, which one do you like?
Pei Yushen actually understood what she meant.
The boy sat motionless in his wheelchair.
Chaochao nodded knowingly, put away the cloud stone and left the green stone behind.
She just saw it; when Yu Shen looked at Xiao Lü, his eyes blinked slightly!
Then this stone is for you, young man!
Chaochao carefully placed Xiao Lü on the ground outside the glass window.
She happily joined Xiaoyun and the other little stones, and before leaving, she turned back to look at her beloved little green stone one last time.
Judging from her reluctance, the meeting point was actually only six or seven meters away.
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