In the past ten days, I have rarely been able to send her out to school because of work. I have a day off today. She started asking me yesterday if I would send it to her today, so I said first. Today she asked again and I said I wouldn't send it because it was too hot. She seeme

In the past ten days, I have rarely been able to send her out to school because of work.

I have a day off today. She started asking me yesterday if I would like to give it to her today, so I said yes first. Today she asked again and I said I wouldn't send it because it was too hot. She seemed a little disappointed and said that it didn't matter whether she gave it away or not. Seeing her like this, I thought we should go together and stopped by the bookstore to see if there were any books I wanted to buy.

go out together at three o'clock in the afternoon. As soon as we got downstairs, she asked me with concern, "Isn't it hot?" I said yes, I won’t send it next time. When we arrived at the station, she asked me where I should stand. I got on the bus covered in sweat and complained that it was too hot. The sweat hadn't dried yet and I had to get off again later. She quickly comforted me and said, no, she would usually sweat when she gets off the car. Sure enough it is.

I picked her up after class at six o'clock and walked to the station together. She reminded me not to be scared for a while, because it was after get off work hours and there would be a lot of people, so it would be crowded. After finally squeezing into the car, it was a hot day and everyone was close to each other. Like an adult, the girl pulled me to find a comfortable station area, and then comforted me and said that it would be fine after two stops. And I concluded that after getting on the bus, you will be more likely to find a comfortable position if you stand wherever you get off. When we arrived at the station she mentioned, there were indeed a lot of people going out and only a few coming up. Niu quickly pulled me to stand by the door so I could lean against it, and told me not to lean against the door as it was too dangerous.

Along the way, she said that there were many people in the car doing different things. For example, most people were playing with their mobile phones, some were reading, some were committing suicide and chatting, and some were in a daze...

Then I realized that the space that Niu and I share is too limited. In the familiar home or place where I work, I always feel that she is still the little child who needs to be taken good care of by me. But I don’t know that she is growing up quietly in a place that I can’t see.