Ye Yuwei lowered her head, but the tip of her nose could not help but feel sour. Ye Xicheng's little hand was still in mid-air, waiting for her to hold it.
He said: Mommy, Xicheng will take you there.
He said: Xicheng said that mommy should be handed over to the person she feels most at ease with.
Ye Yuwei slowly stretched out her hand and placed it on his small hand.
Ye Xicheng looked at his mother seriously, turned around after her mother held his little hand, and led her in step by step, just one step ahead of her.
Ye Yuwei just followed Ye Xicheng. Even the guests inside held their breaths because of this scene, watching the little child holding his mother and walking forward seriously.
Ye Yuwei endured the sore tip of her nose. She still remembered that when the two children were just born, Xixi cried so hard, but he quietly clenched his little fist and leaned in her arms.
She still remembers that when she came home too tired from work and couldn't move at all, he, who was less than a year old, struggled to stand up holding on to the table just to go to the sofa and give her a hug when she was so tired that she collapsed and wanted to cry.
She still remembered that when she was drinking because of work, he stood at the bathroom door and looked at her uneasily at a young age. His eyes were worried, unhappy, and even more distressed. From then on, he took on the full responsibility of taking care of her. The responsibility of his sister, that year, he was a little over two years old.
She still remembered that when other children could walk, he had begun to learn to stand on a small stool and watch her cook, helping him pass the rice bowl and hold chopsticks. He said that when he grew up, he could cook and wait for his mother. Back for dinner.
She still remembered that when she went out to go to work, because her sister had fallen, he endured the fear and ran downstairs to ask the police uncle for help. When she rushed to the hospital, he held his face with his small hands to comfort himself and said that his sister was fine. Injured a little bit.
She still remembers—
She still remembers too many bits and pieces about him. She is obviously the mother, but she is also the one being taken care of.
Although he was still so young, he always held her hand when she was most helpless and said to her with a smile: Mommy, Xicheng will grow up soon. Protecting you and your sister.
The people from Xicheng took small steps, so Ye Yuwei matched his steps step by step. She couldn't help but shed tears, but no one would laugh at her tears at this time.
Gu Juexi stood beside the master of ceremonies and looked back at the scene. As a father, it was impossible not to be moved, but for Gu Juexi, he was more proud.
A father's pride in his son.
Ye Xicheng walked to his father and looked up at the crying mommy, "Mommy, Xicheng said that he would protect mommy and his sister when he grows up, but now Xicheng has discovered that it will take a long time for Xicheng to grow up, so in Xicheng Before Cheng grew up, Xicheng decided to give mommy to daddy first, because he is the only person besides Xicheng who loves mommy and sister more."
Ye Xicheng's voice was not loud, but he was still a little happy.
But Ye Yuwei could no longer hold back the tears. She reached out to cover her lips, tears sliding down the back of her hands. However, the next second she knelt down and hugged Ye Xicheng's small body. She was so moved that the tip of her nose touched her throat. There is soreness in one part and pain in one side.
Ye Xicheng patted Mummy on the back like a grown-up and looked up at Gu Juexi, "I lent Mummy to you for protection first so that she can return it to me."
The little guy rubbed his little neck and said it very seriously.