Song Song was led by Xiao Beibei through several doors, arriving at a unique "retreat from the world."
Transparent glass surrounded them, allowing them to see the raging sea and the starlit sky above.
There were two swimming pools inside, no wonder the little one’s swimming skills are so good!
"Little Song, do you like it here?" Xiao Beibei moved her hand and asked.
Song Song looked at the starry sky, nodded in surprise, "I like it! It’s really beautiful here, feels like being far away from the world."
"Hehe! My dad and I also like it here, especially my dad. He often comes here and stands looking at the sea for a long time..."
"By the way, Little Song, how did you come here? Did my dad ask you to come?"
"...Uh." Song Song hesitated a little.
Xiao Beibei smiled and said, "I knew it, looks like my efforts these days weren’t wasted!"
"What have you been doing these days?"
"Nothing much, just kept saying I missed you. I guess my dad got annoyed, so he called you over."
After saying that, the little one started yawning, his round eyes gradually became glossy, "Little Song, I’m a bit sleepy. Shall we go to bed together? Is that okay?"
"Sure!"
"Great!" The little one suddenly cheered, "I finally get to sleep with Little Song."
Seeing this, Song Song’s mouth twitched slightly, suddenly worried about Bao Bei growing up. So young yet already knowing how to charm girls, what will happen when he grows up? How many girls will be heartbroken?
Bao Bei’s room was very large, much bigger than her rented apartment, with toys piled up everywhere, a whole wall of books, and an easel.
Perhaps because his father was always busy working, Bao Bei appeared very independent, he went to the bathroom alone, washed up and put on his cartoon pajamas, then got on the bed.
He lay on the bed, patting the other side, smiling sweetly, "Little Song, come over and sleep with me! You sleep on this side, I’ll sleep on this side."
Song Song looked at the little one’s bright eyes, couldn’t help but agree, and really lay down on the bed. The little one’s head rested on her arm, "Little Song, do you know how to tell ghost stories?"
"Uh... I don’t, you’re heavy-handed, listening to ghost stories at night."
"Because fairy tales are boring, ghost stories are more exciting!"
"You sleep soon, it’s late already, kids need to sleep early... so they can grow."
"Little Song..."
"Hmm?"
"Sometimes you feel like my mom to me, especially the smell on you. I think my mom’s scent must be as pleasant as yours."
"..."
This was the first time Bao Bei mentioned his mother. Song Song suddenly became a bit curious and softly asked, "Bao Bei, where is your mom now?"
She lowered her head, only to see the little one’s lips slightly parted, already in his dreams.
The little one’s sleeping face was particularly endearing, Song Song couldn’t resist leaning over to kiss his little face.
Soon, she felt her eyelids grow heavier and fell deeply asleep.
Late at night, the man returned home after finishing work. He opened the children’s room and saw the big and small figures sleeping in an embrace.
His heart warmed inexplicably, he softly stepped in, approached to look at the sleeping girl, saw her peaceful expression, with a smile on her lips...
Just as he was about to reach out to stroke her face, he suddenly spotted her knee, furrowed his brows hard!