Dousha Bao

There is an area separated by a tennis net, the floor is painted in the form of a light green basketball court, and several short baskets are hung on the side for children to throw basketball to play, and there are three rows of rows On the low shelf, plasticine, origami, handmade knives and other utensils were placed on the low shelf, and several small tables and small chairs were placed on the side. The two play areas are divided into a range, separated by a net.

Bean paste was sitting on a small chair in the play area, wearing a light blue jacket, and lowered his head to lie on the table and mutter something.

Liu Heng and Wang Yincheng looked away, and Liu Heng said lightly: "You go."

Wang Yincheng looked at him sideways, and Liu Heng stepped up and walked away, not passing in the direction of bean paste.

Wang Yincheng shook hands and suddenly thumped in his heart. There were still many children playing in the playground. The adult took the children and was noisy. However, at this moment Wang Yincheng looked at the small head melon seeds behind the net, those voices It seemed to be still, and the surrounding vision was blurred, only the little head was very clear.

Wang Yincheng walked towards the amusement area and could clearly hear the vibration of the eardrum. His heart was "bang bang bang". Where else did he pay attention to this moment, he didn't remember the clothes, shoes and shoes, but only that in his heart A small round head.

Wang Yincheng walked to the amusement area, where many children played origami, pinched plasticine, and made sand paintings, but basically all adults took their children to play there, and the children sat on chairs, and the adults either squatted or Sitting, or simply holding the child in his arms and playing with it, only Doudou sat alone in the corner of a long table, the seat opposite was empty, and an adult next to him carried a bean paste and a little girl. Playing with origami.

Dousha was wearing a small blue jacket, sitting on a chair with his back to himself, bowing his head to mutter something, Wang Yincheng couldn't see it, but just looked at it, his heart shivered, and his eyes were red.

There was no one to accompany the child, so just playing alone... No one noticed in the crowd, but compared with the lively surroundings, the little figure looked especially lonely.

Wang Yincheng's eyes were swollen, and his nose seemed to be blocked by something. He turned to take a deep breath, blinked, calmed his emotions, and walked towards the child.

Wang Yincheng stood behind Dousha and stretched his neck to look at it. Now the child is playing with a sand painting, colored fine sand and glue are set aside, the torn stickers are everywhere, and there are many miscellaneous on the table Fine sand, the child just finished sticking to the colored fine sand at one place, slowly picked up the drawing paper and placed it on a debris tray, then released one hand and slowly poured the excess fine sand on the painting She shook her hands while falling, taking extra care and being careful, and when she was done, she put the painting to her mouth and blew.

Wang Yincheng could see God and couldn't move his eyes. He saw an empty seat opposite to Doudou, so he walked over and slowly sat down in front of Doudou.

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After Doudou bought clothes, Liu Heng took him to the first floor downstairs to play. If he was so noisy and noisy, he would definitely not go. He could play his combat flying abrasive at home alone. Glad to stand in the crowd like a fool.

In other words, children like new things and old ones, and they are unhappy when they play too much in this place. Anyway, there is nothing on the first floor that he will not play with.

But today Doudsha came silently and then came down. He had an idea in his heart and thought about buying clothes. Should he make a small gift? Liu Ji’s little group said that as long as he did something for his mother, his mother would hold his fierce kiss. Doudou had never done anything by hand to elder adults, or even made any gadgets. To Liu Heng.

Doudha imagined in his heart, if he made a sand painting for that person, would he hug himself? Can't think of bean paste.

When Dousha made sand paintings, Liu Heng was driven away. He frowned at the man sitting opposite him, and said, "You go up for a while and I play by myself!"

Liu Heng looked at the little boy, "Are you sure?"

Doudou was impatient: "Go away!" Don't show it to others, he will be embarrassed.

As soon as Liu Heng left, Doudou picked the style of sand painting. He looked at it and hesitated between the two sand paintings. One was a small colorful fish swimming in the sea in various colors, and the other was a dolphin. Take the little dolphins to swim in the sea. Both of them liked Dousha, but after looking at it, they put the picture of the dolphin back. Does he think the painting is too obvious? !

Doudou started to make sand paintings, pulled out the drawings, tore off the white plastic paper, and then glued an area and slowly poured colored fine sand. He did not follow the color on the model painting, completely Painted according to your own preferences, what kind of fish is the color, the sea, the island, the coconut tree... painted one by one.

The child is very serious and meticulous in movement, and the tender and tender small paws hold the drawing paper and puff out the excess fine sand sticking on the small mouth. Because of the stickiness of the glue and the sand, the bean paste is on the face and neck clothes They were stained with fine colored sand.

Only half of it became a little cat.

A little girl saw it next to him, pointing at his painting and asking her mother aloud: "Mom, look, he painted it wrong, the sea should be dark blue, not light blue! The seaweed is green, not golden! "

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Bean paste raised his eyes and gave the child a cold look.

The surroundings were very noisy, adults and children running around, bean paste painted down, occasionally frowning, looking very serious and handsome.

So when the opposite seat was seated, the bean paste didn't care much, the dangling eyelashes flickered, and the little cat was so pretty.

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Yu Guang noticed that there was a person sitting opposite when Doudou tore a piece of plastic paper, he thought Liu Heng was back, his brow furrowed, "It’s not that you don’t want to be here..." The neck was raised, and one glance Hit the sight of the person opposite.

The eyebrows that can be seen on the weekend in my mind are now in front of me, just across from me. Doudou opened his small mouth and stared at his eyes in surprise. When he reacted, he quickly extended his arms and blocked the sand painting in front of the table with his arms. I saw in advance how can still be considered a gift! ?

Bean paste arms were standing in front of the table, watching Wang Yincheng with vigilance and shyness, his neck and face slowly turned red, his cheeks suffocated with blood and blood. He opened his mouth and squeezed, whispering, "Why are you here?"

Wang Yincheng's nose was sore, and the child's shy appearance made him soft and trembling. He didn't know how to speak, and he had to say something, so he could only follow the bean paste: "I came to buy something, and I just met your father. ."

Bean Sand rolled his eyes at Liu Heng silently in his heart. He really felt that his dad was dragging his hind legs. Why didn't he keep him secret?

But Dousha was very excited, and the person he wanted to meet was sitting in front of him, so close, he could see the eyes and nose, not the back of the head, and he could talk.

The little cub lay there and looked at Wang Yincheng, his mouth slowly tossed, his cheeks flushed, tea golden eyes similar to Wang Yincheng's watery eyes, blinked, and slowly his eyelashes were stained with water.

Wang Yincheng's heart melted away. He thought that Doudou must know who he was, and he must have known. He got up and silently picked up the child in his arms, and then sat down on the low stool.

Dousha's small hand with colored fine sand squeezed his fist tightly, buried his head in Wang Yincheng's chest, holding his tweet and not letting himself cry out, tears continued in his eyes, his throat was blocked and sore, and his nose began to flow out. The small body shook his shoulders.

Dousha followed Wang Yincheng, with a restrained personality, but wanted to cry but suffocated. In fact, he was uncomfortably dying.

Wang Yincheng hugged the child in his arms, not knowing how hard it should be, he felt the child was not in his hands, he was tight and afraid of the child’s discomfort, he could feel the child lying on his chest sobbing silently, burying his head and not wanting People were crying, and Wang Yincheng's eyes quickly turned red, but he was an adult and could restrain himself in public.

He held the child and saw the sand painting on the table in front of him that was just blocked by the bean paste, the light blue water, the colorful fish, the golden water grass and the orange sun.

Suddenly he felt warm in his heart and felt that it was worth it for so many years. Nothing is necessary, nothing is so important. The most important thing is now in your hands and in your arms!

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Liu Heng looked at him from afar, and saw the little boy held in his arms by Wang Yincheng, unable to see his expression clearly.

He felt that the air pressure around him was very low and he was not breathing well. Something was stuck on his throat and he couldn't get up and down.

He took out a cigarette, and just about to set fire to it, he noticed that it was a no-smoking area. He took the cigarette from his mouth, put one hand in his pocket, and squinted at the father and son not far away.

He finally understood why the restlessness, irritability, and sudden joy of so many days.

It's as if I have been waiting for this moment all my life.

When I get there, I feel at ease, knowing what I really want and what I want to catch...

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