He wandered aimlessly along the pedestrian street, his mind full of thoughts.

Accidentally lost his mind, until he bumped into a wall of meat, Wen Yu held his forehead in pain and raised his head.

The man looks handsome, with a straight nose, slanted eyebrows, thin lips slightly pursed, revealing a touch of indifference. His clothes are very simple, white shirt, black trousers, and shiny leather shoes.

The man also saw Wen Yu's appearance clearly, and raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was somewhat interested in this little guy who appeared out of nowhere.

"Hey! You don't have eyes!" Wen Yu complained and pushed the man.

The man was pushed by him, but he didn't move at all, still looking at him expressionlessly.

Wen Yu froze for a moment, is this guy made of plaster?It's so hard!

Just as Wen Yu was about to turn around and leave, a childish voice suddenly came from beside him - "Dad!"

Wen Yu and the man followed the prestige at the same time, and saw a four or five-year-old boy throwing himself into the man's arms.

Wen Yu blinked, not knowing what to say.

The man bent down, stretched out his hand to touch the top of his son's head, and said softly, "Good boy, why did you get out of the car?"

The little boy put his arms around the man's neck and rubbed his face coquettishly, "I'm tired of staying in the car."

The little boy turned his head and saw Wen Yu, with a bright smile on his face, and said softly, "Hello, brother!"

Wen Yu was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, "Hello."

The man looked down at his son, "Honey, do you know him?"

The little boy shook his head, "I don't know him, but this brother looks good, like a movie star!"

The man smiled and rubbed the top of his son's hair, "Baby like uncle?"

The little boy nodded heavily, then looked up at the man again, "Dad, can you introduce my uncle to me as an older brother?"

Wen Yu chuckled, "Okay, if you like."

"Great! I've decided, I'm this uncle's younger brother!" The little boy was very happy, looking at the man expectantly

The man glanced at Wen Yu, "OK."

"Yeah!" The little boy jumped up.

"Brother, what's your name?" The little boy tilted his head and looked at Wen Yu with curiosity.

Wen Yu touched his head and said softly, "My surname is Wen, and my name is Wen Yu."

The little boy grinned and said, "Brother Wen, hello! My name is Han Yuyang, and I am four years and five months old!"

Wen Yu smiled and said, "Xiao Yuyang, where's your mother?"

The little boy sighed, "I don't have a mother"

Wen Yu was stunned, "I'm sorry..."

Han Yuyang waved his hand and comforted him, "It's okay, anyway, I haven't seen her since I was born, and it's even less rare now."

Han Yuyang looked at Wen Yu carefully and said, "Brother Wen, you look so good-looking, I like you so much, why don't you come and be my mother?"

"Cough cough cough" Wen Yu choked, "I..."

Han Yuyang immediately poked his father's stomach with his elbow, and said coquettishly, "Dad, what do you think?"

"Hmm..." The man stared at Wen Yu thoughtfully, "This idea is good, I think it's feasible"

Wen Yu wanted to cry without tears, "Xiao Yuyang, you brother Wen and I are men, it's not good for you to mess up the mandarin ducks like this?"

Han Yuyang frowned and said solemnly, "But I think brother Wen is more beautiful! And I think brother Wen is more fun than mother"

Wen Yu: "..."

Han Yuyang turned to look at the man, "Dad, are you right?"

The man gave his son a doting look, "I think you are right."

Wen Yu: "..."

Wen Yu really couldn't bear the big and small ones, and finally exchanged landline numbers with Xiao Yuyang, and then found an excuse to run away.

The father and son looked at Wen Yu's fleeing back, put away their smiles, and Han Yuyang also put away the innocence on his face, and said in a calm tone: "Dad, I like this new toy very much."

Han Zichuan said lightly: "The acting skills just now are not bad!"

Han Yuyang: "How can it compare to Dad, your skill is profound, Brother Wen just got out of the lottery station, you stared at him, and you bumped into him on purpose, pretending to meet by chance, if I had learned two tricks from you earlier, I wouldn't let Brother Wenran away!"

Han Zichuan: "Do you think he can run?"

Han Yuyang: "Dad, do you want to date someone?"

Han Zichuan: "... how old are you, do you know what it means to be in a family?"

Han Yuyang: "Of course I know what it means to be in love with someone, it's pursuit, pursuit!"

Han Zichuan couldn't help laughing, "You know a lot."

"Of course, who made us child prodigies." Han Yuyang raised his chin resentfully.

Han Zichuan laughed, "I remember you said before that you wanted to learn painting, I contacted the teacher of the Academy of Fine Arts for you, and you can report next week."

"Wow, art class, then I'm going!" Han Yuyang was so happy...