Kuaiwen: I ran away after making the boss cry.

The couple spent a whole day looking for Yun Chen.

They asked all of Yun Chen's friends, and even Xie Kecheng said they didn't know where he had gone, and called the police in fear.

The police have seen many anxious parents like this. While registering their information, they reminded them on the phone: "Look for places where your children often go, and don't leave them behind."

Only then did the couple realize that there was indeed a place that had been missed.

The two drove to their previous home.

When he opened the door to the room and went in, he saw the little child curled up on the bed. Next to the pillow was his favorite picture album from childhood.

The vague memory became clear in an instant.

When Yun Chen was still young, friends around him all sent their children to extracurricular classes. Naturally, the couple were not to be outdone and enrolled Yun Chen in many courses.

In these classes, the painting teacher praised Xiao Yunchen the most.

Yun Chen did draw very well, which made them proud in front of their relatives and friends! In order to encourage Yun Chen to learn painting, they gave him many gifts, including this painting album.

But when Yun Chen became addicted and affected his academic performance, they used the absolute majesty of parents to deprive him of his hobbies and force him to give up what he loved...

This is the little baby they have been pampering.

How sad must he be that after being scolded, he would run to the old house and dig out his favorite picture album from his childhood.

Poor little one, his eyes were swollen from crying.

The woman burst into tears and walked over heartbroken: "Chenchen, I'm sorry."

"I told you not to interfere with his choice..."

"Okay, Chenchen seems to have a low fever, come here and pick up your son."

The man bent down and hugged Yun Chen.

Yun Chen lay on his father's shoulder, opened his eyes drowsily, and saw his mother helping him put on his coat.

They found themselves.

Are we going to be punished again...

Yun Chen lowered his head in grievance, but there was a picture album in his arms, and a gentle and self-reproaching voice rang in his ears: "Baby, mommy was wrong."

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Xie Kecheng took back all the wealth from his previous life, but he was much more low-key than in his previous life.

He bought the rental house and lived with his father.

I thought that as Yun Chen grew up, their interactions would gradually become shallower, but the little guy fell in love with him and ran to his house persistently.

The maple leaves in Tashan Park turned red, and Yun Chen invited Xie Kecheng to sketch together.

Xie Kecheng naturally agreed, sitting next to Yun Chen and watching him set up the drawing board.

The boy grew up into a beautiful young man, with no worries and became more lively and cheerful.

Yun Chen adjusted the colors and asked seemingly casually: "Brother, you bought all the paintings when I first became a disciple, right?"

Xie Kecheng was stunned for a moment, and then Yun Chen got the answer.

Yun Chen tilted his body to get the paintbrush, preventing Xie Kecheng from seeing the red color on his cheeks: "Brother, guess why I know."

"why?"

"Because you are the only one who thinks every one of my paintings is beautiful."

Xie Kecheng's thoughts were racing and he looked at the maple leaves for a long time. When he came back to his senses, he saw a lifelike deer on Yun Chen's drawing paper.

That little deer was no stranger to Xie Kecheng.

It was drawn by Yun Chen in his previous life when he was secretly in love with that girl.

My past self destroyed that painting.

It also ruined the lively and cheerful young man in front of me...

Xie Kecheng's heart felt empty, and he felt sour. He unconsciously raised his eyes and looked around, looking for the little girl in his previous life.

But there was no figure of the girl around.

Over the years, people around Yun Chen have come and gone, but I have always been sitting next to him...

After Yun Chen finished painting the last stroke, he smiled and curled his eyebrows. He was still a little nervous when he poked Xie Kecheng's arm: "Brother, does it look good?"

It was just a guess, but Xie Kecheng's heart beat violently.

Xie Kecheng's back was stiff, and the blood all over his body was boiling and trembling. He pretended to be calm and reminded him: "Chenchen, there is no deer here."

The young man had not yet learned to hide his love, and his eyes looked at Xie Kecheng with a fiery light: "No, but when you sit next to me, it seems to be there..."

Yun Chen: "Does it look good?"

Xie Kecheng: "Yeah."

Yun Chen: "If I give it to you, will you keep it well?"

Xie Kecheng: "Yes."

Yun Chen's cheeks were dyed a thin layer of red by the sunset and maple leaves, and he asked in a low voice: "What about me?"

If I give me to you.

Brother, will you keep it well?

Xie Kecheng's eyes were red, and he reached out to hold Yun Chen in his arms, stroking his soft hair with his chin: "I will definitely do it."

Most definitely.

Because you are my lost and found treasure.