You Are My Rare Passion

   Chapter 451 Son, you won’t grow that tall in your life!

  Furthermore, the young sapling was in the third grade at such a young age, and he was surrounded by children older than him. Without him watching him, he was really worried.

Although the young sapling is very smart, it is only limited to learning things fast. In other respects, he is as simple as a blank piece of paper, knowing nothing, without him protecting him, he is afraid that the young sapling will be deceived, and he is also afraid of being small. The sapling was bullied.

  In short, I am not at ease.

  Old man Xiang opened his mouth and wanted to refuse, but he could look at the crying hysterical young sapling, but he couldn’t say what he refused.

  When Ling Yue was bullied, it was Gu's family who saved him.

  Gu's family regards him as his own, and takes good care of him.

  Nowadays, the Gu family’s children are heartbreaking for Ling Yue’s crying. If he takes Ling Yue hard, it would be too unkind.

  But, he really wanted to take Ling Yue back and teach him personally.

  He hesitated, and discussed with Ling Yue, “In this way, I will stay in Jiangcheng for a while, and we will do the job of making young saplings. If the young saplings agree, you can go home with grandpa. Is that okay?"

  Ling Yue nodded, "Okay."

  Grandpa is getting older, I don’t know how many more years he can live in this world.

  It is his responsibility to honor grandfather for his mother.

  If the young sapling is willing to let him go, he should go back with grandpa.

  But...

  He looked at the sad little sapling who was still crying around Ye Xingbei's neck, and his heart was full of reluctance.

  Compared to the unfamiliar place of Xiang's house, he prefers the home of Master and Sapling.

  Because of Ling Yue’s injury, the young tree seedling’s voice was already crying hoarse, but after recovering a little bit, she cried again and her throat became hoarse again.

   Ye Xingbei was distressed, so she could only coax him: "Brother Xiaoyue said, he will not go, and grow up with the tree. When the tree grows up, Brother Xiaoyue will go home again."

  She can’t say that Ling Yue will never go home.

  She dare not lie to the young sapling.

  She was afraid that the young sapling would catch these words, so she would never let Ling Yue go home for the rest of her life.

  The young sapling held her neck and looked at her tearfully: "How old is it? Is it as high as the small tree outside?"

  White and tender fingers pointed to the tree in the yard outside the window.

   Ye Xingbei: "..."

  Son, you will never grow that tall in your life!

   Ye Xingbei looked at him with difficulty: "Just grow up to you to be sensible."

  When her young sapling becomes sensible, she will let Ling Yue go home.

   "Oh." The young sapling wiped his eyes and stopped crying.

  He was relieved.

  As long as he is not sensible, Brother Xiaoyue doesn’t have to go home.

  He is sensible but not sensible, he has the final say.

  He has been ignorant for the rest of his life, Xiaoyue brother will never have to go home.

  He turned his head to look at Ling Yue, his tears broke into a smile.

  Ling Yue also smiled and looked at him, holding his hand.

  It feels good to be liked so wholeheartedly.

  In this world, there is someone who is reluctant to let him go because he likes him so much. He cried and went hoarse, making him feel that he is not a superfluous person in this world, he is liked and needed.

  Sapling likes him.

  He also likes young saplings.

  Although Little Sapling is not related to him by blood, he feels that he is closer to Little Sapling than to his grandfather.

  But he couldn’t say this in front of his grandfather, he was afraid that his grandfather would be sad.

He coaxed the young sapling a few words, and when he saw the old man Xiang and his master walk aside to talk, he beckoned the young sapling to put his ear to his mouth, and he whispered: "Little tree, in the heart of Brother Xiaoyue, you They are relatives who are closer than Grandpa, but don’t let Grandpa know that Grandpa will be sad."

  (End of this chapter)