Xiao Yu Grew up

She would protect Mama, take care of the dung, and raise up a small sky in this little village.

Tong Xin looked up at the window on the second floor.

Coming to this place, it wasn't as if she was daydreaming. One day, Ye Lan woke up and stood by the window, watching the two of them.

However, since the day Ye Lan became a vegetable, it had never been realized.

It had been two years. It wasn't that Tong Xin didn't get tired, it was just that she didn't have any expectations for it.

The initial worries gradually turned into calmness.

Whether Ye Lan woke up or not, Tong Xin would do whatever he wanted.

After playing the violin, Little Yu picked a few fresh roses in the yard and took them back to the house.

Tong Xin knew that Little Yu still didn't like to talk. He was just like Ye Lan, even the people he cared about were the same.