Chapter 1392 Disappointed Little Guy

While he was looking forward to more and more, loss was also growing and growing in his heart.

When two-thirds of the flowers bloomed, the little guy was no longer happy, but became anxious. He hoped that they would bloom more slowly so that he would have more time to wait.

He was thinking, what if his mother still didn't come back after all the flowers bloomed?

Uncle Tsing Yi said that when the flowers bloomed, my mother would come back, but when the flowers were over, my mother still didn't come back. What should he continue to look forward to?

Finally, expectations were eroded by despair, the scales in his heart were out of balance, and all expectations were suppressed by despair. He knew that these flowers could not wait for his mother.

The little guy started to feel depressed, and his gloom was written all over his face. He was frowning all day long, and he no longer had the energetic and energetic look he had a while ago.

He didn't fertilize those flowers anymore, and all the water that had been mixed with fertilizer was taken by the little guy and secretly poured out, and replaced with non-nutritious white water.

He no longer nourished those flowers, thinking that they would bloom slower if they had no nutrition, so that they would have more time.

He was actually still waiting for the surprise to appear.

During the time spent taking care of him, the little guy's sleepwalking situation was much better, but in the past two days, it has become serious again.

He no longer went to the swing, but took a small bench every night, sat in front of the garden, and guarded the flowers, not knowing whether he was guarding the flowers or waiting for someone.

Jun Moyan actually sees the little guy’s unhappiness these days. Jun Moyan knows that he will be disappointed, and he has known that such a day will come, but he can’t do anything but watch him go from expectation to disappointment .

The flower died, and the most beautiful one withered, probably due to lack of nutrition and improper care, it was sunburned to death in the middle of the day.

This flower was carefully taken care of by the little guy every day, and it was also the one that left the deepest impression on him, but in the end it was the first to die.

The little guy who was already in a depressed mood squatted in front of the flower for two hours after seeing it, and wiped his tears several times after watching it.

He didn't tell anyone, but he wasn't willing to shovel away the dead flower that he had taken care of for so long.

This flower seemed to be just the beginning, and more and more flowers withered slowly, and more than a dozen of them died at once.

The little guy began to have trouble sleeping, tossing and turning at night, and there was no fixed time for sleepwalking.

The smile on his face became less and less, and he became taciturn. He was always in a daze by himself and had no interest in anything.

Sometimes when Jun Moyan took the initiative to talk to him, he would either nod and shake his head, or respond, but in short he didn't like to talk.

It seems that what happened this time had a particularly big impact on him. It was his first expectation, but he was so disappointed in exchange.

Yesterday afternoon, the little guy was in a bad mood and fell asleep unconsciously while lying on the bed.

When he got up, it was already evening.

The little guy with nowhere to go habitually ran to see flowers.

But this time when I came to the garden to take a look, I saw Jun Moyan, who was supposed to be in the company, was working hard in the garden with a small shovel.

"Dad." The little guy called out and walked over.

Jun Moyan looked up at him.

The little guy walked up to him and saw that he was actually planting flowers, so he couldn't help but look at Jun Moyan.

"Daddy is back," said the little one.

"Well, Dad came back early today, and asked people to buy some flower seedlings to make up for those flowers that didn't grow."