Fall, uncle can't stand it, only love soft seduction little crybaby

After more than ten hours of flight, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived in northern Beijing.

As soon as he got off the plane, Shui Donghui made a phone call without telling Rong Tao. Not long after, Jiang Feng arrived.

After a brief greeting, Shui Donghui loaded the luggage into the car and left.

It was very quiet in the car and no one spoke.

Shui Donghui sat in the front passenger seat, exchanging glances with Jiang Feng who was driving, and occasionally looking back at Rong Tao in the back seat.

Rong Tao couldn't tell what mood he was in right now. His palms were sweating and his heartbeat was gradually accelerating.

More than half an hour later, the car stopped in front of a familiar building.

Arriving at the top floor, Jiang Feng gently pushed open the office door and looked at Rong Tao.

Rong Tao glanced at Shui Donghui again, and Shui Donghui nodded, "Go ahead."

When Jiang Feng closed the door, he looked at Shui Donghui and smiled faintly, "You are so brave to bring someone back without even saying hello."

Shui Donghui was very calm, "I think this is what I should do. I will take the consequences whether I am killed or cut."

Jiang Feng patted him with a bit of admiration and said, "Let's go."

Rong Tao smelled a familiar scent, a unique scent that belonged to him alone.

She approached slowly.

Behind the desk, he was sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, leaning lazily on the chair, squinting his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep.

She stood two meters away from him, looking at the man she thought about day and night with mixed feelings.

It’s still the same face, and the same white shirt.

But he didn't notice that there was a cane standing upright next to the table.

"Uncle..." she called softly.

"Ah."

The person on the chair responded unconsciously.

Shen Liuchu moved and woke up. He rubbed his face with both hands, slowly opened his eyes, and took a deep breath.

It seems like I dreamed about a little girl.

"uncle."

Hearing the clear voice, he turned his head sharply.

Eyes facing each other.

A variety of flavors flow.

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

Shen Liuchu was shocked, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

His little girl.

Rong Tao walked towards him, her eyes were already wet and tears were falling down.

Shen Liuchu slowly stood up from his chair and said in a hoarse voice, "Taotao."

Rong Tao looked into his eyes, her eyes moving, "Don't you want me anymore?"

Shen Liuchu's heart ached when he heard the little girl's words.

She cried, "Didn't you say that if I got lost, you would search the whole world to find me? You promised me that no matter what happened, you would never leave me alone. Why did you have the heart to abandon me abroad?"

She cried out of breath, "You said you would put me in your pocket and carry me with you all the time. You said you would love me forever, but you never paid attention to me again. Are you really planning to give up on me and let me fend for myself..."

At the end, the little girl started hitting him, hitting him on the chest again and again, venting all her grievances and sadness.

"Girl..."

Shen Liuchu was heartbroken. He held her in his arms lovingly and hugged her tightly. His voice couldn't stop trembling. "No, no, uncle doesn't want you. How could uncle not want my Taotao? Uncle just, just..."

The little girl didn't move, she hugged his waist tightly, and lay in his arms crying, "I miss you..., do you know how much I miss you..."

He stroked the back of her head distressedly, "I know, uncle knows, uncle has always known, I'm sorry, Taotao, I'm sorry."

After a long time, perhaps because she was tired of crying, Rong Tao began to sob.

Shen Liuchu suddenly fell down, and Rong Tao in his arms fell on him.

Rong Tao quickly rolled off him and sat on the ground beside him, wiping her tears and pouting, "Don't expect me to forgive you by using the self-torture trick."

Shen Liuchu smiled awkwardly and sat up with the help of his arms. He felt distressed for the haggard and thin girl.

He held her little head to his chest and rubbed it, his eyes full of pity, his throat choked with sobs, "You little girl, what are you doing back home..."

Rong Tao cried again, "I miss you so much that I want to die. I can't live without you. I really can't hold on any longer. How dare you say that you don't miss me? Why did you leave me in the United States and not let me come back?"

Shen Liuchu kissed her hair, "Silly girl."

After a while, Rong Tao came out of his arms and looked at him with tears in her eyes, "I will never leave you again, and you can never get rid of me again."

Shen Liuchu bent his fingers and wiped the tears from her face, "You're still so fond of crying."

Rong Tao sniffed twice, stood up from the ground, and reached out to pull him.

Shen Liuchu gave her one hand and held the chair with the other hand. Just as his body was half off the ground, he suddenly fell down again.

The chair turned half a circle and knocked over the crutches on the table.

Rong Tao was stunned.

She sensitively noticed that he had no strength in his left leg.

Shen Liuchu just smiled faintly and said, "I didn't hold it steady."

Rong Tao stared in fear and slowly squatted down, "What's wrong with you?"

"Taotao."

"What happened to your leg?"

"Uncle is fine."

Rong Tao hurriedly leaned over to check, and Shen Liuchu stretched out his hand to stop her, "Taotao, uncle is really fine."

She was not a fool, how could she not see that there was something wrong with his leg.

"How could this happen? Why did you hide it from me? What happened? Can you tell me, please? Uncle, please tell me..." Rong Tao couldn't stop crying because of the heartache.

Shen Liuchu shook her hand and smiled, "Help uncle up first. It's tiring to sit on the ground."

Rong Tao finally came to his senses. He had been sitting on the ground for a long time.

Shen Liuchu put his hands on the table, and Rong Tao exerted force, making him greedy.

"Stick."

Rong Tao picked up the huanghuali wooden cane and handed it to Shen Liuchu. Shen Liuchu held it in his left hand and nodded towards the sofa in the rest area.

Rong Tao wanted to help him, but he held her hand and said, "No, uncle can do it."

(The protagonist's walking stick is not the big cane that you hold under your armpits. It is a stick similar to a hiking stick. The handle on the top is a walnut-sized round head that can be held in the hand.)