As night fell, Gu Shimo's family of three enjoyed the breeze on Binjiang Avenue. They bought a glowing kite and a bamboo dragonfly to fly.
Ye Zixi was as happy as if it was the new year.
Looking at his innocent smile, Ye Qingwan's heart softened like a lake.
She looked up at Gu Shimo and said," Zixi is happier with you than with me. I'm getting jealous."
What answered her was Gu Shimo's doting smile.
He pulled her into his arms and lowered his head to kiss her forehead. His deep and gentle voice fell into her ear.
"He's only so happy because he's with the two of us. Wanwan, thank you for being a 'uncanny.
Those few words contained thousands of words.
Later, when she got tired of playing, she said that she wanted her father to carry her.
Gu Shimo carried him on his back and walked for a while. Zixi slept soundly on his broad back.
When they reached home, Gu Shimo personally carried Zixi upstairs.