I Will Always Love You

Two days later, Cheng Zhiyan saw a letter with his name beside his pillow.

On the kraft paper envelope, the three characters of Cheng Zhiyan are written neatly and beautifully.

Cheng Zhiyan picked up the letter, glanced at it strangely, then opened the envelope and shook out a piece of paper from it.

It was a very ordinary and ordinary A4 white paper. On the white paper, some messy lines were drawn like ghost symbols. The straight lines and curves were disorderly mixed, and it was impossible to see what it was.

Cheng Zhiyan looked at the piece of paper with black lines, turned around and shouted at his mother who was cooking downstairs: "Mom, where did the envelope next to my pillow come from?"

"That..." Cheng Zhiyan's mother turned off the hood, raised her head and yelled at the son upstairs: "That is a love letter from the little rabbit, and she specially asked me to help put it on your bed."

"That's it? Love letter?" Cheng Zhiyan shook off the paper in his hand, pointed at the messy lines on it and raised his eyebrows toward his mother.

"Hey, the little rabbit is only three years old, and can't write, so she can only paint." Cheng Zhiyan's mother smiled embarrassingly, and defended her daughter-in-law.

"..." Cheng Zhiyan couldn't help rolling his eyes. "What is painted on this, did she tell you?"

"Tell me." Zhou Yue wiped his hands on the apron, then took the blank paper in his hand and pointed at the circle inside seriously: "The little rabbit said this circle is you. The small circle next to this is her, and the smaller circle here is your two children."

"..." Cheng Zhiyan was full of black lines.

"There is something else... uh... I didn't understand what she said..." Zhou Yue smiled awkwardly, put the blank paper in his hand back into his son's hand, and turned around and said: "I will continue to cook. Oh, just ask the little rabbit if you don't understand anything."

"..." Cheng Zhiyan took the piece of paper silently, looked at it for a long time, and went back to the room.

In the evening, the little rabbit came to play with Cheng Zhiyan as always.

"Brother Orange Juice, Brother Orange Juice, have you received the love letter I wrote to you?" As soon as the little rabbit rushed in, he held Cheng Zhiyan's arm and asked hopefully.

"...Received it." Cheng Zhiyan hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"Then did you watch it?"

"Look."

"Am I writing well?"

"...Good." Cheng Zhiyan replied very contrary to his will.

"Hehe...Then I will write a love letter to you every day from now on." The little rabbit put his arm around Cheng Zhiyan, rubbed his little head against him, thought for a while, and suddenly asked Cheng Zhiyan: "Brother Orange Juice ."

"Ok??"

"What kind of relationship is it?"

"Huh?" Cheng Zhiyan was startled slightly, and looked down at the innocent bunny.

"Why does one person eat the other person's mouth when two people are kissing?"

"..."

"Also, how did the child get born?"

"..."

"Brother Orange Juice, why don't you speak?"

"..."

"Orange juice brother, are you a little hot, why are you sweating?"

"..." Cheng Zhiyan stretched out his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead, smiled at the little rabbit with some embarrassment, and then fled without saying a word.