After (19)

After just two minutes, Lu Jinnian parked his car. The doors opened and Qiao Anhao stepped out.

Xu Jiamu also got out of the car. He walked over and carried Little Rice Cake out of the infants car seat. "Missed uncle?"

"Yeah," answered the boy softly. He handed Xu Jiamu a piece of candy he had brought back from kindergarten. "Uncle, for you."

The candy was already unwrapped and there was a layer of dust. Who could know just how long Little Rice Cake had held onto it.

When he handed it to Xu Jiamu, he wasn't the least bit disgusted and hesitant, opened his mouth and sucked on it.

"Brother Jiamu, the candy's dirty. Little Rice Cake has been playing with it all the way here. He refused to give it to us." Qiao Anhao couldn't help but say something.

"Don't worry. It won't kill anyone," said Xu Jiamu, as he couldn't care less. Then he teased Little Rice Cake into a hug.