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She clenched her hands and held her breath.

Who cares if he just left!

She made a face in the direction of the study and went back to her room.

On the second day, Wen Yiyan woke up early to prepare breakfast.

Sugar Triangle, Eight Treasures Porridge, Little Mushroom Egg Fried Egg and the orange salad that Fan Xing liked.

After preparing the tableware, Wen Yiyan did not immediately start the cooking.

He glanced at the stairs, but there was no one there.

After a long while, Fan Xing was still nowhere to be seen.

He came to Fan Xing's room and knocked on the door, "If you don't get up now, you'll be late."

There was no response.

"Fan Xiao Xing, stop messing around."

There was no sound from the door, Wen Yiyan opened the door, it was empty.

This little fool is really stubborn when it comes to being awkward. His temper hasn't changed since he was young.

He glanced at a teddy bear doll lying next to the pillow, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

This was the day before Fan Xing's birthday, when he was nine years old.

He still remembered the Fan Xing Jr., who had just grown up to his chest, looking anxiously at the teddy bear in the window.

The female boss of the toy store squatted down beside Fan Xing Jr., "Do you want me to take this teddy bear down and let you have a look?"

Little Fan Xing blinked her big eyes, and nodded excitedly.

The female boss passed the teddy bear to Fan Xing Jr. "This teddy bear is not only cute, but he can also record the music!"

Seeing the Lady Boss's demonstration, Little Fan Xing felt a sense of novelty. She turned around and wanted to show it to Wen Yiyan, but she saw that Wen Yiyan was trying to play Lego.

Looking at Wen Yiyan's focused expression, Little Fan Xing giggled secretly. She lowered her head and said a few words to the teddy bear's left foot, then pressed her right foot. Hearing her voice, she was extremely happy.

When the Lady Boss saw that Fan Xing liked the Tauren bear so much, she started to sell it, "Most of the recording dolls on the market can only record a single recording.

Little Fan Xing looked at the price tag and shook her head. Although her father would usually give her quite a bit of pocket money, but …

She thanked the landlady and returned the teddy bear to her.

Little Fan Xing walked over and pulled on Wen Yiyan's sleeves, "Brother Yan, let's go!"

"Did you not see anything suitable?"

"I still like the strange egg I just saw."

"Greedy Cat."

He pulled Little Fan Xing away.

On the night of Little Fan Xing's ninth birthday, she invited her close friends and Wen Yiyan's family over to her house to celebrate their birthday.

After they finished their birthday party, Little Fan Xing and her father brought the presents back to their room.

"Little Xing, this wrapping paper is so tender. Why don't we take it off first?"

"I want to take this down first."

Little Fan Xing carefully opened a blue package paper wrapped gift box.

"Wow, Little Star, this Teddy bear is so cute!"

Little Fan Xing hugged the Titan Bear happily and pressed the play button while smiling.

"Happy Birthday, Little Xing!"

A slightly hoarse male voice sounded.

"Little Xing, who gave this to you?"

Little Fan Xing's father had clearly heard the voice, but he still asked deliberately.

"Dad, I'm not falling for it!"

Wen Yiyan had heard that conversation between her father and herself after she had gotten drunk once.

The little girl of the past had grown up now.

The man's face was soft and his lips were curved.

"I like the Brother Yan."

This sentence was on the day of Little Fan Xing's ninth birthday, when he once again returned to that toy store.

After recording the birthday wishes, the Lady Boss smiled and explained to him that this audio clip of his was not the first one.

He frowned. "Why do you say that?"

The Lady Boss played the first segment of audio, "Listen."

She pressed the play button and the teddy bear let out a childish voice. "I like the Brother Yan."

That was the first time he heard her confess, but he just treated her as a childish joke. This guy was still so young, how could he know what to like?

Wen Yiyan looked at the teddy bear in her hands. Although it had already been 14 years, she had preserved this teddy bear well.

He pressed the play button and heard the voice that wished Fan Xing a happy birthday back then.

He wanted to hear Little Fan Xing's confession once again so he pressed down on his right foot again.

However, he heard the woman's indignant and wronged voice —

"Wen Yiyan is just a big pig's hoof, you bastard bastard!"

"…"