Su Mingxuan's soft and waxy voice appeared in Changli's clinic, making people feel heartfelt.
He is indeed a beautiful little boy, although this beauty was not inherited from his mother, "Thank you, Dr.
Ye."
This well-behaved appearance also successfully made her mother feel even more guilty.
She really didn't spend much time with this child, but this child was indeed very considerate and would automatically come to her whenever she needed it.
He comforted her in front of her, so that she would not feel so hesitant.
Although she had not thought that the child was not something she could just come and go, but someone she needed to protect with all her strength.
Chang Li nodded, lowered his gaze, glanced at Su Mingxuan, and then said calmly, "I wish you well."
This blessing was a simple communicative word and did not contain other meanings, but Su Mingxuan's eyes lit up when he heard it.
Perhaps it was because he had stayed in the clinic for too long that he had a special emotion for this doctor who had always been in the clinic.
It was like a child's admiration and fear for adults, but also like a child's fear of the unknown.
The feeling of exploration is coupled with the uneasy feeling of being taken in.
Although mother and son were under the control of others in George's home, in this small clinic, it was easier for him to feel that they were outsiders, two unwelcome outsiders.
A child who thinks early and is wise is the most able to understand the outside world's attitude towards him, and Changli's attitude towards him is undoubtedly very unfriendly.
On the one hand, he was embarrassed by his mother's very rogue behavior, but on the other hand, he felt that it was good to be like this, because in this clinic, he felt a kind of peace, a kind of peace that he could not experience in other places.
After knowing that he might not come to this place again, Su Mingxuan was even a little reluctant to let go.
This reluctance was also mixed with some emotions that he could not judge.
Judging from his still young mind, this emotion might take a long time to come.
Only then could he understand, but at that time, I don’t know that he still retained a memory.
Before leaving the clinic, the mother and son turned around and looked at Chang Li who was still sitting at the desk sorting out the medical records.
A light burst out from their eyes, which was similar to desire.
At this moment, this A mother and son are surprisingly similar.
But Chang Li never responded.
It was not that he didn't feel the gazes of the two people on him, but this kind of gaze that contained desire and greed was not something of value to him.
Finally, the mother and son really left the clinic.
Their backs looked a little hasty.
This haste was like a fallen leaf leaving the big tree he relied on and drifting into the distance alone.
After the two people's auras completely disappeared around the clinic, Changli glanced at Mao Mao with indifference.
Six or seven years have passed, but this cat has not aged at all.
He is still so small, and he is still so nimble when moving around, as if these six or seven years have never passed away, but his eyes have changed.
His eyes were like real sapphires, but they told the impression this clinic had left on his heart.
Changli said softly to the kitten lying on the corner of the table, "Do you want to go home?"
This sentence shattered Mao Mao's chaotic mind.
He suddenly raised his head, and his eyes like cornflowers burst out with great energy, like stars that didn't need to highlight the bright moon.
What is he saying?
Is what he is saying true?
Isn't he dreaming?
He really can go home.
This series of questions spoke of his inner unrest, but at the same time, a voice in his heart was answering him.
This was true, and he could indeed go home.
An urgency suddenly surged into his heart, causing her to wake up for a moment.
He nimbly jumped on the table, looked directly into Chang Li's eyes, and meowed a few times, which contained all his questions. , he believed that the person in front of him could understand, because they had communicated like this in the past few years.
Chang Li nodded lightly, his attitude casual and peaceful, as if he was telling him what he was going to eat today.
After receiving an affirmative answer, Xiaomao did not immediately answer Changli's question.
He lowered his eyes and thought carefully, his tail wagging unconsciously, and his body kept turning around on the table.
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Chang Li, who never liked people messing with his desk, rarely taught Mao Mao a lesson.
He sat quietly behind the desk with a casual and calm posture, just like he had done for more than two thousand days and nights in the past.
Finally, the kitten raised its head and meowed solemnly to Changli.
This was his affirmative answer.
Chang Li was not surprised by his answer.
He nodded gently and said, "As you wish."
When the facts really appeared in front of him, Mao Mao was in a trance for a moment.
He did not expect that what he had been thinking about would actually come true at an unexpected time.
From the day he turned into a cat, he has been thinking about turning back into a human and going home, but this idea has never been realized, so he can only recite it silently in his heart, and can only recall it over and over again.
During that period of time when he was a human being, it seemed like this, he still had hope of returning to the past.
But when his hope truly came true, he felt a little surprised and a little reluctant to give up.
The first thing that came to his mind when he looked at the man behind the desk was not the joy of successfully escaping from the big devil, but the feeling of leaving his friend. sad.
Although he is not nice to her, although he likes to tease her, and although his attitude is good and bad, he is his friend and a true friend.
He was not a cat after all, so he thought with some self-deprecation that someone who had been with him day and night for several years would still have such emotions.
Finally, the black cat shook his head gently, as if this could get rid of the hesitation in his heart.
Changli stretched out his hand and gently stroked the cat's head twice, messing up his hair.
"Now that the decision has been made, let's do it.
We will return to China in two days."
It was to go back, not to go.
Mao Mao did not understand the meaning of this, because for him, it was a natural thing, and for Changli, it was an accommodation because of the place where he was born. , is not in this plane.
For him, there is no return anywhere.
The moment he stepped out of the clinic, Changli turned his back to Xiaomao and said lightly, "Du Heng, it's time for you to go home."
These simple words followed the wind and reached Du Heng's ears, making him a little confused for a moment, and then he realized that Du Heng was his name
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