He was fascinated and obsessed, wanting to rush up to her, hug her, and tell her he missed her.

But the reality was that he only dared to look at her from afar, and did not even dare to make a sound, for fear that she would see him.

They came closer and closer. As long as he called them softly, they could see him. But he came in such a hurry and eagerness that he hadn't thought about how to face her.

Just as they were about to see him, he turned and stood at the corner.

He had never been so cowardly in his life. Facing his lover and children, he chickened out.

"Mommy, can I make wontons tonight?" Amanda asked as she walked to the entrance of the neighborhood, taking Dolores by the arm.

Dolores looked down at her daughter and asked with a smile, "Do you know how to do that?"

"No, but I can learn."

Just as Amanda finished, Andrew said, "Then you eat your own wontons."

"Okay! Humph, I won't let you eat my wontons even if you want to," Amanda tilted her head and said loudly.

Andrew got worried, "What if the wontons you make have no fillings but only wrappers?"

"It won't happen. You have to trust me." Amanda took her brother's hand, "I've made dumplings before, have you forgotten? I have experience."

Amanda spoke like an adult. After saying that, she also patted Andrew's shoulder, "Don't worry."

"I remember that you made some dough last time, right? This time Daddy isn't here and no one will eat your dough."

my brother is so annoying. He doesn't trust me and even hits me. The teacher said that children should be praised so that they can improve. If he

Could praise make

she didn't say so. Well, praise was needed. Otherwise,

is the best. You can definitely

said. Otherwise, what should he do when Mommy and his

"Okay, you guys can do

they heard the

grew lower and

standing in place. Hearing their conversation, he remembered the time when Dolores got petulant and gave him all the dough

that time. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly without him

were no flashy words, no exciting scenes. Having a simple family

where Dolores lived

head, and quietly looked at the building, imagining what the people inside were doing at the moment. He occasionally let out a giggle as if

the car, he glanced in the man's direction again. He just thought he had been mistaken. This time,

felt sorry for him. It was a pity that such a good-looking man was a

into the neighborhood. He came

to see Dolores and the two kids making wontons. He changed

and partly horrible. He frowned, pointed to

for you." Amanda was

can grab some." Hearing Oscar's words, Amanda pulled a wry face and

"I used

bandits she'd seen on TV were bad guys. Could he be a

guys, so are you

"I'm not a

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