" the third young master is so cute. he twisted his body and walked up the stage. it's so funny. i'm so afraid he'll fall on the stage. "
"our family's treasure, the little cutie, is going to be snatched away."
……
when song fengwan carried him off the stage, fu chen was already waiting at the side.
"let me know when you're coming over." song fengwan lowered her head and put her son down.
"you're crying?" fu chen saw that her eyes were red.
"no, maybe the flowers are too fragrant." song fengwan had just walked over when her hand was grabbed and pulled into someone's embrace.
his body still exuded a clear and pleasant scent of sandalwood, as if drilling into one's heart and lungs. it was like a guide, making one sink step by step.
"today is very important for you. i don't want to miss it."
" i want to be a part of everything you do. i also hope that you will remember that i was there for all of these things. "
wanwan ... happy graduation. "
