According to the director's arrangements, Wen He wouldn't need to appear on the show for roughly the next five days.
Originally, he wanted to arrange for Wen He and Cheng Yudie to tour around the area, treating it as a vacation.
But after seeing the video sent by Gao Chongting, they decided to go home.
It would be fine to come back when it was time to record again, even if it was a bit more troublesome.
"When are you guys coming back? Little Yellow seems a bit unhappy."
"But it's very well-behaved at home, just a little listless, staring at the door all day long."
"Come back quickly after you finish recording, spend more time with it. It probably thinks you left it here and left."
The video showed Little Yellow listlessly lying by the door.
It's normal for it to think that way, after all, Wen He went out the day after he picked it up and hasn't come home since.
To prevent Little Yellow from worrying, Wen He and the others bought the earliest plane tickets back to Guangzhou.
"Woof! Woof!"
"Woo woo~~… Woo… …~"
Wen He and the others had just stepped out of the elevator when they heard Little Yellow excitedly barking from inside the house.
As Gao Chongting opened the door, Little Yellow excitedly jumped directly onto them, bouncing madly between Wen He and Cheng Yudie.
It jumped while making "woo woo~" sounds, its tail wagging rapidly.
"Sorry, Little Yellow, we made you worry."
Wen He crouched down and quickly comforted Little Yellow.
"Silly child, how could we abandon you? You are our Little Yellow!" Cheng Yudie smiled faintly, stroking Little Yellow's belly.
Little Yellow was overjoyed.
It kept licking Wen He and Cheng Yudie's cheeks.
Getting their faces covered in saliva.
"Hahahaha, it tickles, Little Yellow, okay, okay… …" Seeing Little Yellow so enthusiastic and lively, Cheng Yudie was also very happy.
"We bought you your favorite meat, let's go for a walk after we eat it later."
He shook the bag of meat.
"Woof! Woof!" Little Yellow responded actively.
"Come and eat quickly, the dishes are getting cold," Gao Chongting said.
Under the warm yellow light, a large table of delicious dishes was emitting an enticing aroma.
Gao Chongting's cooking skills were unexpectedly good, making the dishes look, smell, and taste amazing.
As someone planning to return to his hometown to develop his career, he needed to have these skills.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to order takeout in his remote hometown.
At the dinner table, the four people talked and laughed, chatting happily.
"I've realized that passion is the best teacher."
"Wen Ze has been holding his phone all day long, not playing games, can you guess what he's doing?"
"He's taking online classes, watching video tutorials about music on Douyin very seriously, and even taking notes of key points in a notebook."
"When he's tired of watching, he plays the guitar and practices chords, but he won't play a song, just practices the basics."
"When he's tired of playing the guitar, he practices pronunciation, singing skills, falsetto, etc. I don't understand any of it anyway."
Speaking of this, Gao Chongting's words were filled with admiration.
A child of this age can resist the temptation of games and instead devote himself to studying music.
"Wen Ze, let me see your fingers," Wen He said after hearing this.
Wen Ze obediently showed his hands, and then it was discovered that the three fingers on his left hand were covered in thick calluses, and two other fingers had also been rubbed raw.
Although Wen He knew that it was normal for guitar players to get calluses and raw skin on their fingers.
But Wen Ze's practice intensity was obviously a bit excessive.
He remembered that it hadn't been long since Wen Ze started learning the guitar, but the calluses were already so thick.
This only happens when you start practicing before the new skin has grown.
"You should rest properly," Wen He said.
"It's okay, Brother, it doesn't hurt anymore," Wen Ze replied with a smile.
"It's not about whether it hurts or not, you should play more at your age. After Uncle Gao wins the lawsuit and gets your guardianship, go to school, meet new friends, and socialize more."
Wen He was afraid that he would have psychological problems like this.
After all, he doesn't have any peers to play with so far.
He didn't want Wen Ze to follow his old path. He didn't have many friends before, and he knew how lonely it was to be alone.
"Ah… But I don't want to go to school, and I don't want to make friends, I just want to learn music," Wen Ze said.
"You're still young, you'll have plenty of time to learn in the future, there's no rush."
"Brother, but you don't have much time left… …"
Everyone fell silent for a moment upon hearing these words.
At this time, Wen He realized why he was working so hard to learn music.
Even if the injuries on his hands hadn't healed, he had to endure the pain and continue playing.
It's not that he doesn't want to go to school, play games, or make friends.
But he doesn't want to waste time on those things.
Wen Ze is racing against time.
He wants to grow up before Wen He leaves.
Perhaps… …
In his heart, there is also a song he wants to give to Wen He.
"Don't worry, I will hear your song, slow down first, don't blindly pursue efficiency," Wen He didn't want him to be too eager to achieve success.
"Don't worry, Brother, I've been working hard to practice the basics as you said," Wen Ze said.
"That's good, I happen to be free these days, let's see how your practice is going."
After dinner was over.
Wen Ze hummed a little tune while tidying up the dishes and starting to wash them.
Wen He and Cheng Yudie took Little Yellow out for a walk.
Even in Guangzhou, the evenings in December are a bit chilly.
However, there are still many people taking a walk after dinner, everyone leisurely enjoying this beautiful moment of leisure.
Every winter is a severe test for stray animals.
Even if the winter here is not very cold.
Little Yellow used to find it strange… …
Why don't those dogs with owners feel the cold in winter at all?
Is it because they eat better?
Or is it because their fur is washed clean and keeps them warmer?
Regarding this answer.
Little Yellow now has a conclusion in its heart.
It's because of love… …
With the love of an owner, even if the night wind in winter is chilly, it doesn't feel cold.
When the heart is warmed, the body naturally warms up as well.
Just like Little Yellow now, clearly it's the same street, the same night, the same winter.
Today, it doesn't feel cold at all.
After having an owner, it walks with its head held high.
Even when facing those dogs that are much nobler than it, Little Yellow is not timid at all.
Because it knows that its owner doesn't think it's cheap.
When it was at its dirtiest, most wretched, and most foul-smelling.
The owner still firmly chose it.
The owner's love made it realize that there really are people who don't care about its breed, don't care about its filth, don't care about how much it's worth… …
This also made Little Yellow choose to believe in humans again.
Even if it can no longer afford the price of failure.
But it is willing to try again.
It really wants love and warmth so much.
Now… …
It has finally obtained the light it has always dreamed of.
It can act spoiled in its owner's arms like other dogs.
It has a home that it once dreamed of, a place to shelter from the wind and rain.
