Sometimes the tacit understanding of adults is just that.
It seems like nothing is said, and it seems like everything is said.
Everything is in words.
After chatting for a while, Bonnie and Vivian then left and took the bus to the elementary school.
It’s Friday and elementary schools will be dismissed an hour early.
Five children held hands and jumped out of it.
The first person who saw Vivian was Damon.
Those amber eyes were glowing, and after shouting out to Vivian’s mommy, they darted up.
Vivian smiled and opened her arms, embracing Damon into her arms and stroking her forehead intimately, “Damon, how have you been these days, have you missed me?”
“There think ah, I often think of you, think Vivian mommy when you come to see me, but also with the little baby, Vivian mommy, my mommy also gave birth oh, gave birth to a brother, called Nicole.”
When he sees the person he likes, Damon opens up and has endless things to say.
Vivian listened very patiently, and from time to time made her own comments, saying that she always cared about Damon.
Damon said it with more enthusiasm.
The rest of the four little ones face Vivian without much deep affection.
But still very enthusiastic to go up and greet.
Lukas even went to the school’s vending machine and bought two bottles of water and handed them to Damon and Vivian.
“Damon, Aunt Vivian, you must have a lot to say, drink some water to moisten your throat first, then we’ll take our time.”
“Good.” Vivian’s eyes were filled with teardrops of emotion as she nodded her head forcefully.
Bonnie came out to round up the situation, “to say can not stand in front of the school to say, those parents can be with curiosity in the eyes to measure it.”
I don’t know what will be passed around tomorrow.
It’s better to find a place where there are only a few of them and then talk slowly.
Vivian is the most sensible, immediately backhandedly wiped a handful of tears, “Yes, yes, look at me, how to forget such an important thing, let’s find a place to talk!”
Bonnie treated us to a Western restaurant.
All five children are particularly fond of meat, so when they arrived at the Western restaurant their eyes were straight and they grabbed the menu, trying to check off the dishes they liked to eat.
Bonnie and Vivian just watched gently, with no intention of stopping.
“They’ve changed a lot since they came to Capital, too.” Vivian exclaims.
After a pause, his eyes fell on Damon, “Especially Damon, he had confidence and joy written all over his eyes.”
Bonnie nodded, “Well, because now he’s found a dream he likes to do.”
“Is it the chef?” Vivian asked curiously.
Bonnie nodded again, “Yes, you know, it seems that Damon had decided to dream of becoming a chef a long time ago!”
It’s just that it’s only now that everyone knows about it.
Vivian’s eyes began to become retrospective, “The main reason he likes chefs so much is because, the one he admires, had a similar experience to him.”
Damon escaped death that year and survived, but his body was extensively burned, leaving ugly scars that are hard to recover from.
For this reason, Damon had to wrap up tightly every day, but also wear a duck-tongue hat, afraid that anyone will see their appearance.
Because of this, Damon’s low self-esteem was created.
Until, the chef, like a god, descended in front of Damon …