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."

trust me

funny. Could praise

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

You can definitely make perfect

make wontons too," Andrew said. Otherwise, what should he do when Mommy and his sister made wontons together? He wanted to

helplessly, "Okay, you guys

happily. It was like they heard the helplessness in Dolores' tone and were amused by

their voices grew lower

their conversation, he remembered the time when Dolores got petulant and gave him all the dough made by the two children, which made him

The corners of

There were no flashy words, no exciting scenes. Having a

roadside and watched the building where Dolores lived from day to night.

a place where he could sit, threw his suit on the ground, tilted his head, and quietly looked at the building, imagining what the people inside

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

pity that such a good-looking

had to see Dolores right away, so he didn't have time for this. He walked quickly into the neighborhood. He came

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

exquisite and partly horrible. He frowned, pointed to the dough made by

for you." Amanda was

Amanda today? Did you eat dynamite? If you don't let me eat them, I can grab some."

rubbed her head, "I

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

guys, so are you a bad guy

"I'm

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