I listened to my sister's words today.

It was not until the plane was about to land that Yun Yiru noticed the cup of fragrant coffee in her sister's hand, and her eyes unconsciously glanced over.

I reached out and picked up the cup. The warmth of the cup touched my fingertips, and I instantly felt a bit of curiosity and anticipation.

I took a sip and found that it was covered with a silky milk cap. The sweetness and saltiness of the cream intertwined on the tip of my tongue and slid gently across my throat.

She licked her lips excitedly, the cream was so thick that it almost overflowed, making the corners of her mouth and lips covered with smooth cream, and it seemed that every bite was full of tenderness.

However, the next bite changed her mood instantly.

Suddenly, the tip of her tongue was attacked by an indescribable bitterness, which was the strong bitterness brought by the freshly ground coffee beans. It was so bitter that her brows tightened and her little face wrinkled like a bitter gourd.

Jiang Ling noticed her change, suppressed his smile, and reached out to hand her a cup of warm water: "Want to drink?"

Yun Yiruo shook her head fiercely, spitting out some remaining cream from her mouth, and muttered aggrievedly, "I'm not drinking it anymore. I really don't understand how you can like this taste."

Jiang Ling calmly took back the coffee cup and took a sip.

"It's not completely bitter. You see, even the bitterest coffee has a hint of sweetness.

“No matter how bitter it is, it needs sweetness to balance it out.”

The plane finally landed steadily at the airport, and the cabin door opened. Yun Yiruo instantly became like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, and couldn't wait to rush out of the cabin door.

However, just as he took a step forward, he was suddenly pulled back by someone, and the whole person was pulled backward with great force.

"It's still raining, where are you running to?"

After getting in the car, Jiang Ling turned around and looked at the little guy.

"I have something to do tomorrow. Do you want to stay at your mother's for a day?"

Yun Yiruo still lowered her head to play with her phone and responded casually.

"Don't go."

His fingers slid across the screen quickly, his eyes focused on the video.

"Let Mommy come to my house and keep me company!"

Jiang Ling didn't say anything else, just turned her head.

She knew that the little girl hated being forced to make decisions the most.

When he gets angry, he is as stubborn as a little hedgehog and likes to follow his own pace.

After picking up the phone and sending a message to Luo's mother, he looked out the window. Raindrops slid down the glass, becoming increasingly blurry as the car sped up.

The raindrops outside the window slid gently down the glass, and the rhythm of the rain hitting the car window echoed in the car.

However, this tranquility did not last long - suddenly, a burst of inappropriate music came to my ears.

That was Yun Yiru's phone, playing a video that some little guy had watched.

Jiang Ling couldn't help but frown, the sound in her ears became more and more harsh.

Looking back, Yun Yiru was staring at the phone screen with a focused look, seemingly unaware that the sound had become the only "background" in the car.

Jiang Ling's patience was finally worn out, and she hit Yun Yiruo's head without any hesitation.

"Ouch! What are you doing!"

Jiang Ling looked at her coldly.

"Stop watching these meaningless videos! Can't you watch something practical?"

Yun Yiru ignored her reproach, raised his eyelids slightly, turned in a slightly provocative direction, continued to lower his head, still immersed in the video world.

When Jiang Ling saw the scene of a group of people twisting and turning, he became furious and took action almost the next second.

Jiang Ling snatched the phone away and quickly put it aside.

Jiang Ling watched Yun Yiruo sit back down obediently, and the anger in her heart eased a little. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

Recently, I have been doting on this little girl a little too much, which has made Yun Yiruo a little too presumptuous, and he even doesn't care when she is angry.

"Why is it always like this? Ears are for listening and mouths are for speaking!"

Yun Yiruo lowered her head, as if realizing she was wrong. She clutched the corner of her clothes tightly with her fingers and whispered, "I'm sorry, sister."

After a moment, Jiang Ling took a deep breath.

“You know, it’s not that I don’t like you playing with your phone, or that I don’t like you having your own interests.

Yun Yiruo lowered her head silently, no longer talking back or refuting as before.

"Sister, I understand." The voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

The carriage fell into silence for a while, and after a while, the car drove into the manor.

Jiang Ling got out of the car first, then turned around, picked up the little guy and went into the house.

Seeing that her sister ignored her, Yun Yiruo followed her obediently.

Until the living room, Yun Yiruo sat quietly on the sofa, like a quiet kitten, her eyes fixed on her busy sister.

Watching my sister sorting documents over and over again, or looking at the computer screen, without any response.

Jiang Ling was also paying attention to the little girl's every move, but never paid any attention to her.

Yun Yiruo has an impulsive temper. He gets angry and throws a tantrum at the slightest provocation, and doesn't know how to control his emotions at all.

We must find a way to make her learn to calm down.

As he thought about it, he shook his head helplessly and focused his attention on the work at hand.

At dinner time, Yun Yiru still sat obediently beside her sister, putting rice into her mouth one mouthful at a time with a spoon.

Although her little mouth was always pouting, and there was still a trace of unhappy expression on her lips,

But she no longer showed her previous willfulness and ate quietly.

Her sister ignored her, as if on purpose, and the dissatisfaction in her heart was quietly dissipating.

On the table, there were only two plates of vegetables and a plate of stir-fried meat with mushrooms.

Jiang Ling felt a little relieved when she saw the little guy eating obediently.

At least in this situation, I am no longer as stubborn, obstinate and willful as before.

After finishing the meal, Yun Yiruo jumped down from the chair, walked to her sister, and pulled her sleeve: "Sister, I'm done eating. I'm going to watch anime."

But at this time, Jiang Ling still kept his head down, his eyes never leaving the work in his hands, as if he had not heard her words at all.

Yun Yiruo's face fell in an instant, the light in his eyes quickly dimmed, and his inner collapse quietly rose, accompanied by an indescribable sense of loss that surged into his heart.

She almost wanted to shout and ask her sister to pay attention to her, but she didn't dare to, for fear of being ignored again.

I was thinking in agony: "It's over, it's over. I've really messed up this time."

Yun Yiruo stood there with her head lowered, her eyes fixed on the plates on the table. Her mood, which had just recovered, collapsed again.

Why is my sister always so busy, always putting herself and her mood aside?

I clearly just want my sister's attention, but she's always busy with work on her tablet.

"Sister..." She called softly, her voice like a kitten's humming, with a bit of grievance and weakness.

Jiang Ling finally put down the documents in her hand and looked up. Her eyes did not immediately stay on Yun Yiru, but shifted to the little guy's nervous face.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Ling asked gently, with a softness in her tone that had never been seen before.

Yun Yiru's eyes were slightly red and she shook her head gently, as if she had a thousand words to say but didn't know where to start.

She just lowered her head and whispered, "Nothing."

"Why are you unhappy now?"

Yun Yiruo muttered softly, "It's just... if you ignore me, I'll be unhappy."

The sound became lower and lower, and finally it was almost inaudible.