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Chen Xiaoyue clearly saw that when the bird opened its eyes and saw her face, its pupils suddenly contracted.

The doctor silently withdrew his hand and said in a natural tone, "It's time to get up, get up quickly."

"Today is the fifteenth day of the first lunar month," Chen Xiaoyue said, "We have Yuanxiao (Chinese glutinous rice dumplings)."

Xiao Niao agreed casually, and didn't look at Dr. Chen's face at all while speaking, as if he was avoiding eye contact.

Later, when he ate the Yuanxiao cooked by his grandma, he just kept his head down and ate in silence, with no intention of talking at all.

Xiao Niao really didn't dare to make eye contact with Chen Xiaoyue. If possible, she didn't even dare to look closely at Dr. Chen's face.

There must be a reason why she was so ashamed.

The little bird is questioning his life at this moment.

She thought: God, I am so old, and I still have those erotic dreams.

Whenever Xiao Niao recalled what happened in the morning, his ears couldn't help but feel hot.

You might think she's overreacting and being a bit neurotic, and point out indignantly, "How long have these two been together? They've done everything, so why are they so shy?"

But please put yourself in their shoes. If it were you - and the first thing you saw after waking up was the object of your erotic dream - your reaction would probably not be much better.

Xiao Niao wished she could lose her memory right then and there. Like an eggplant hit by frost, she followed Chen Xiaoyue to the station listlessly.

It wasn't until the train started that Xiaoniao's awkward feeling finally eased. She relaxed again and turned to chat with Chen Xiaoyue for a while.

What comforted Xiao Niao was that Chen Xiaoyue didn't seem to notice anything unusual about her from beginning to end, and her expression remained calm when she spoke to her.

The train took seven or eight hours, and by the time we got home with our luggage, it was already evening.

Although the seats were very comfortable, the two were exhausted after sitting down for so long. They were not in the mood to light a fire and cook. After eating something, they took turns to go to the bathroom to take a shower and then crawled into bed to get ready for sleep.

Chen Xiaoyue had to go to work tomorrow, so Xiaoniao let her go in and wash first, while he sorted out the luggage and New Year's goods he brought back.

When Xiao Niao finished washing up and returned to the bedroom, he found that the person on the bed seemed to have fallen asleep.

Hmm...his breathing is very steady, he must be asleep.

Xiao Niao didn't know why, but a feeling of loss welled up in his heart.

But it seems unreasonable to wake him up. Dr. Chen still has to go to work tomorrow and deal with heavy workload. Besides, he must be tired after such a long drive. It’s not wrong for him to go to bed early, right?

Xiao Niao could only sigh, climbed onto the bed and got into the quilt.

The quilt was goose down and very comfortable to cover myself with, but I became too warm in just a few minutes.

There was a hint of weariness between her brows. Her body was obviously very tired, but she couldn't fall asleep peacefully.

Xiao Niao tried hard to hypnotize herself. She closed her eyes and tried her best to relax her body, hoping to fall asleep without realizing it...but it made her nerves even more nervous.

More excitement.

Her eyebrows twitched nervously, and Xiaoniao pursed her lips patiently. She lay there obediently for another seven or eight minutes, but her brain still had no intention of falling asleep.

The temperature under the goose down quilt, which originally made people feel comfortable, was gradually turning towards heat. Xiao Niao wanted to lift the quilt for ventilation, but he remembered that there was a sleeping person lying next to him.

I can't wake the little bird up for no reason. The little bird lay stiffly on the bed and thought, "Go to sleep quickly, I'm so annoyed..."

Was it because of lying on this bed? Xiao Niao felt a little soft in his lower back, and his lower abdomen was also hot and swollen.

I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect or because I’m really back in a familiar environment, but my brain involuntarily flashes back some bad memory fragments - this, that, and this and that.

Thanks to the bird's active and spatial imagination, she was now completely unable to sleep.

For a second, Xiao Niao wanted to jump up and wake up the person next to her in despair - but in the end, she suppressed this impulse with her extremely strong willpower.

Xiaoniao exhaled slowly, supported herself on the bed with her hands, and adjusted her posture very carefully: she turned sideways with her back facing Chen Xiaoyue.

She carefully lay down again, and stopped to listen for a while to make sure that the person behind her was not woken up by her.

After confirming that everything was correct, Xiao Niao's ears turned red. He tucked the corner of the quilt like a thief and reached his hand downwards...

After a while, her breathing became a little heavier.

Xiao Niao's eyes were still closed, as if she was sleeping, and there was nothing unusual about her. She made no sound and did not tremble violently. Perhaps she really did not want to disturb the doctor's sleep, so she behaved extremely restrained from beginning to end.

Slowly, her originally tense brows curved into a fragile arc, and her body lying on her side slightly arched up, causing an unconscious tremor.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and in a trance she opened her eyes a little wider. It was almost time...

A hand suddenly reached out from behind and grabbed Xiao Niao's round and smooth wrist, stopping her from moving any further.

"teacher."

A warm body covered her from behind, and at her most miserable moment, he breathed nonchalantly behind her ears in the gentlest and most innocent tone.

"teacher,"

Chen Xiaoyue pinched her wrist and laughed softly behind her.

"what are you doing?"

Chapter 43: The obedient Chen Xiaoya

Chen Xiaoya lay on the table in the hotel room, silently doing his homework.

Xiao Niao went out early in the morning and ordered her to stay in the hotel and not run around - this man had been going out early and coming back late these two days, sometimes even running out in the middle of the night to make a phone call. During this time, he also took her to a different hotel, and his whereabouts seemed particularly mysterious.

Chen Xiaoya was quite sensible and would not make a fuss and force Xiaoniao to take her with him...if this person did not take the cat with him when he went out.

It was a cat! A cat!

——She goes out with a cat instead of me!

Chen Xiaoya wrote down a series of mathematical formulas in his exercise book in great grief and anger.

She is currently working on her 'client's' summer homework.

This kid is quite unique. When other people run away from home, their backpacks are filled with gold, silver, jewelry, souvenirs and other treasures...but she only carries four "Summer Vacation Life" books.

Xiao Niao asked her to stay in the hotel and be honest. Chen Xiaoya thought about it and took out the test paper from her bag and started writing.

Judging from this point of view, this girl is indeed a qualified money-spinner, and she is surprisingly contract-minded!

When the bird came back and saw the girl, he thought she was very well behaved and obedient... and rewarded her with ten dollars in pocket money.

It was almost noon now. Chen Xiaoya estimated the time and boiled a pot of water in the room. If Xiaoniao came back later, he would be able to drink the boiled water that was just cooled to the right temperature as soon as he entered the room.

But the kid kept doing the questions until after two in the afternoon, and the door of the room was never opened.

She put down the exercise book she had finished and looked at the closed door not far away, feeling a little lost.

Xiao Niao had not promised her that he would 'come back before lunch', so if the other party encountered any danger at this time, she would have no idea and could only stay in the hotel room and wait for news.

This person seemed to treat her as a reckless and ignorant child - whether she was reckless or not was a matter of reservation - who needed extra attention and care and was asked to stay away from dangerous places.

That person really thinks of himself as a child, a minor who still needs guidance and education and who can rightfully accept protection.

My patron is a reliable and mature adult. She must have better ways to find people than me. Whether it is connections or social experience, she always has more ways.

To be honest, for Chen Xiaoya, it would be most appropriate to leave the task of finding someone to Xiaoniao and the police.

But she didn't want to be treated like a child like this.

Chen Xiaoya tried very hard to make himself a little useful, no matter what kind of use it was... at least not to be a burden to the little bird.

No matter what the situation or context, this word made her feel anxious from the bottom of her heart.

She glanced at the alarm clock on the table.

It's already two in the afternoon.

It may be unnecessary to continue waiting. It is only limited to this afternoon. Xiaoniao may not come back.

Although he hadn't eaten much the whole morning, Chen Xiaoya didn't feel hungry at all.

She was not in the mood, but she still forced herself to go out to find food - the bird had reminded her before that she should remember to eat on time and not to be stingy with food just to save money.

"You won't grow taller like this," Xiao Niao threatened her, "You're already very short."

This person is considered very tall among the girls, reaching over 1.7 meters. She needs to lower her head when talking to Chen Xiaoya, which really makes the child who has not yet grown up look like a bean sprout.

For a long time, Chen Xiaoya had to look up at the bird.

One of her most important memories of Xiao Niao was that he could easily pick her up just by bending down.

The man's arms were slender, but they gave her more comfort than any solid shelter in the world.

When he grew up, Chen Xiaoya could no longer snuggle into this man's arms like a little mouse, but he learned how to ask for a hug without any instruction.

She stretched out both hands, and wandered them restlessly upwards in her coat, rubbing against the warm back and neck, and finally grasping the shoulder blades, leaning her head on them obediently.

She was once obsessed with such physical contact...but Xiao Niao thought that the child was like this because of lack of maternal love, so he indulged her most of the time.

Chen Xiaoya put the change that Xiaoniao left for her in her pocket, put on her shoes and left the hotel. She didn't go too far and just planned to find a noodle restaurant nearby to eat.

The shop was only about a hundred meters away from where she lived. Chen Xiaoya sat down at the small table, took a look at the menu and quickly placed an order.

She had already eaten at this restaurant once, and the food tasted quite ordinary - she was the type who didn't care much about the taste of food.

The noodles were cooked quickly and served. Chen Xiaoya took two bites and when he looked up accidentally, he saw a disabled child begging across the street.

The little boy looked no more than seven or eight years old. He had no legs and his hands were deformed. He sat on an old and dirty wooden board and used a simple cart to support himself.

Now, this disabled beggar parked his cart across the street with a bowl in front of him. Whenever someone passed by, he would bow to them with his hands clasped.

After seeing him, a word popped up in Chen Xiaoya's mind: Paihuaguaizi.

Most people must have heard about this terrible type of human trafficker when they were young: they just need to pat the child on the head and the child will follow him.

According to the adults' threatening remarks, the fate of these abducted children was very similar: they were beaten to the point of having their hands and feet broken, and thrown into the streets to beg for food.

Chen Xiaoya couldn't help but slow down the movement of his chopsticks.

Ever since Arjun called, she has become extra alert to anything related to human traffickers.

Chen Xiaoya patiently observed for a while and found that the other person's eyes were particularly dull, the whole person was skinny, and his face was pale. He really looked like a little homeless child who was not well fed or clothed and slept on the street all day.

It seems that there is nothing wrong.

The little boy was young and looked extremely pitiful. When passers-by saw him, some kind-hearted people would feel sorry for him.

Taoyuan has many business people and wealthy citizens, so a piece of change of one yuan and fifty cents is nothing. In a short while, there was a lot of harvest in the bowl in front of him.

Whenever someone gave him money, the little boy would bow his head and say thank you uncles and aunts and thank you kind people.

Chen Xiaoya stopped the shop owner and asked, "Uncle, does the kid across the street come here often?"

"I don't remember that clearly," the noodle shop owner replied casually, "There are a lot of beggars around here, right?"

"Don't look at them as pitiful. The money they beg in a day may be more than what I earn in business."

The boss talked about his difficult entrepreneurial history in a rambling manner. Chen Xiaoya responded incoherently, but his eyes were always glancing in the direction of the little beggar.

She finished the noodles in her bowl without tasting the food, walked out of the noodle shop, and bought two fist-sized sesame cakes from a roadside stall.

Chen Xiaoya carried the plastic bag, crossed the street, walked silently to the little beggar, and handed him the sesame cake in his hand.

The disabled beggar boy first bowed to express his gratitude reflexively, and then slowly raised his head and looked at Chen Xiaoya in front of him.

His movements were very strange and obviously different from those of ordinary people. Chen Xiaoya was not sure whether this was simply due to malnutrition or because the boy had certain intellectual problems.

The pancake in the plastic bag was still steaming, but the little beggar was hesitant to reach out to take it.

Chen Xiaoya thought about it and put the plastic bag on the wooden board where the boy was sitting.

"I bought it for you, eat it," she said.

The little beggar stretched out his deformed hand, touched the pancake through his pocket, and said in a muffled voice, "Thank you, sister."

He speaks Mandarin with standard pronunciation and no accent.