I Will Always Love You

"Okay!!" The little rabbit responded in a crisp voice, already automatically and spontaneously squeezing his soft little hand into the hands of the words of progress.

"Mom..." Cheng Zhiyan raised his head speechlessly, looked at his own mother, and said in a faint voice: "Didn't you say you played with the little rabbit?? My summer homework has not been written yet."

"Oh, summer homework or something, you can write it tomorrow. Didn't your summer vacation have just begun? I think back then, your mother...cough cough...your mother and I started to make up for homework crazy on the last day of summer vacation. Zhou Yue waved his hand and said towards Cheng Zhiyan: "Go play, go play, other people's children are thinking of ways to play, why do we have to urge you to play in our family?"

"..."

Cheng Zhiyan was pushed upstairs by his own mother speechlessly, and then turned to look at the little rabbit who Yibu tended to follow him. He really felt that his mother was definitely a professional householder with his son.

When he arrived at Cheng Zhiyan’s room, the little rabbit in her pink pajamas hugged her little bear and threw directly on Cheng Zhiyan’s big bed. He raced on the way and said, "Brother Orange Juice, your bed is so soft, not like mine. Hard so hard."

Cheng Zhiyan stood by the bed and looked at the little rabbit for a while, then handed her a lot of puzzles and said: "You will play the puzzles for a while. I will do my homework. I will play with you when I finish it.

"What's homework?" The little rabbit turned over and sat up, looking at him curiously.

"That's... the school's after-school exercises." Cheng Zhiyan felt that he was explaining what the homework was to a kid who hadn't started kindergarten. This seemed a bit difficult.

"What are the after-school exercises?"

"...That's...the problem..."

"what is the problem?"

"Writing silently... words... arithmetic..."

"What are words and counting?" The little rabbit is at the age who likes to ask questions, but if there is something he doesn't understand, he likes to keep asking others.

Cheng Zhiyan reached out his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead, only to feel that he was going to be overwhelmed.

"I want to write now." He hesitated, and finally decided to express what he was about to do in the simplest way, "When I finish writing, I will play with you."

"Oh..." Little Rabbit nodded. She still knows how to write, but it's a pity that she is too young now, and she doesn't even know a big letter, let alone writing.

After reaching a consensus, Cheng Zhiyan sat down at his desk with peace of mind, and began to write summer homework.

Sitting on Cheng Zhiyan's soft bed, the little rabbit picked up a piece of puzzle and looked at it before throwing it away, and then picked up another piece of puzzle and looked at it before throwing it away.

Thirty minutes later.

The little rabbit rubbed his eyes, yawned and said to Cheng Zhiyan: "Brother Orange Juice...I'm going to sleep..."

Cheng Zhiyan raised his head and glanced at the lamp on the desk. The hour hand pointed at eight thirty. It was almost time for the children to sleep.

"Are you going to bed? Do you want me to take you home?" He stood up, walked to the bed, and looked at the little bunny sitting on his bed with bare feet in pink pajamas, with **** and white eyes At this moment, he was so sleepy that he was about to squint into a seam, his little round head was bit by bit, and his sitting posture began to wobble.

"Don't... I'm going to sleep here..."