Matter of Love

"My son, see? These are all the great rivers and mountains in our country." Greg looked up at the sky. The mountain was so high
that he felt as if he could touch the clouds. He raised his hand and felt the marshmallow-like soft clouds.
If possible, he really wanted to take off the clouds in the sky and feed his eldest son beside him as marshmallow.
Eden also raised his head and looked at the clouds in the sky along with Greg. He pointed at a cloud in front of him and asked
Greg, "Dad, what does it look like?"
"Like what?"
"Shit!"
"Well." Greg just answered indifferently without saying anything.
At this moment, Greg felt that his stomach was singing an empty city trick. He was hungry. Greg opened his backpack and took
out the cloth. The father and son sat on the ground. Then, Greg began to pour out all the food in his backpack, but when he saw
it, he was shocked.
"Eden, you'd better tell me honestly what's in my backpack." Pointing at the Transformers, the car, the tinkling cat and other
children's toys, Greg tried very hard to hold back the impulse to shout but asked coldly.
Eden didn't seem to be aware of the danger. He said frankly, "well, I'm afraid that my friends will feel bored at home, so I
changed the food in your backpack. I still have some food in my backpack. It's enough for me."
Greg was so angry that he pointed at himself and asked coldly, "what about your father?"
"Didn't you eat a lot just now?" Eden replied.
All of a sudden, Greg smiled brightly. He pinched the knuckles of his fingers and looked at Eden, who was entangled with the
bag. He laughed and said, "ha ha, little Eden, good, very good, very good, you are very good!"
"Bang!"
All of a sudden, the birds in the woods were lifted into the air. The sound of children's buttocks being slapped echoed on the
empty mountain, making it sound much more fake.

Eden kneaded the red and swollen little egg, lying on the ground with a pair of deep big eyes with watery eyes, a wrinkled face
looked grieved. His facial expression was telling exactly this word.
Especially when Eden heard the sound of Greg fumbling the package bag of snacks behind him, he wanted to cry more. I don't
like Daddy. I miss Mommy!
"Hey, you brat, here you are." Greg came over and handed the food to Eden.
He rolled his eyes at Greg and didn't take it.
"You brat, I've been picking this for you for a long time. If you don't eat it, I'll peel your coat." Greg began to frighten the child
again.
Frightened, Eden picked up the food timidly and started to eat. Children were children. They would be happy as soon as they
had food.
Poor Greg, with an empty stomach, sat on the top of the mountain and looked into the distance pitifully. At this moment, he
suddenly remembered that he threw a pizza ruthlessly into the trash can last night because he couldn't eat it. There was once a
perfect pizza in front of him, but he didn't cherish it. If God gave him another chance, he would definitely pick up the pizza and
say three words to him, "I love you." If he had to add a deadline to these three words, he hoped that it would be ten thousand
years.
"Daddy, here you are." At this time, Eden flew up and handed half of the cake to Greg.
Greg turned to look at Eden and was moved. As he said, his son always loved him. Seeing that Eden left a cake for him when he
was hungry, Greg felt like crying. With a friendly smile, he shook his head and said, "Dad is not hungry. Eden can eat all of it."
But in Eden's view, he felt that he would be beaten up again. Eden was frightened and handed the cake to him again. "I'm full.
I'm not hungry." In fact, it was because he ate too much sweet food that his teeth ached, but he was afraid that he would be
beaten directly, so he came up with an excuse.
Tears welled up in Greg's eyes. He took the cake and pushed it into his mouth while mumbling, "Good boy."
After two bites of a small piece of cake, they really had no food at all. It was almost time for the two of them to go down the
mountain, but at this time, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled in the sky, and it began to rain. It was obviously impossible to
walk down the mountain, and they didn't know where the cable car was. Greg had no choice but to find a place to hide with
Eden.

"Achoo." Eden began to sneeze. Seeing this, Greg immediately took off his clothes and put it on Eden, while he was enduring
with the cold rain. Fortunately, the rain stopped soon, but it was getting dark. A gust of cold wind blew, and Greg sneezed several
times.
At this time, there was finally a cable car. The two of them got on the cable car and hurried down the mountain. After getting the
bottom of the mountain, Greg hurriedly found a hotel to stay.
In the hotel, the father and son took a hot shower and then lay on the bed.
"Ahem." While they were chatting, Greg suddenly coughed. Apparently, he caught a cold.
Maybe it was because of psychological effect or normal reason. Greg felt dizzy.
Sometimes, Eden] also watched TV. In TV, every time before a person died, that person would have a weak cough. So when
Eden saw Greg coughing, he felt that Greg was dying. Upon hearing this, Eden burst into tears. He grabbed Greg's arm and
cried, "Daddy, don't die. I don't want you to die."
Feeling both angry and funny, Greg came up with a bad idea. It was better to act a play with Eden in this way. At that moment,
Greg pretended to be seriously ill and fooled Eden.
"Well, Eden, I'm afraid I won't live long. You have to live well in the future." Greg didn't need any acting skills to deal with this
child.
Tears streamed down Eden's face. The crystal noodles under his nose flowed longer and longer along his nose, and finally stuck
to the clothes of Greg. And there was no sign of slowing down.
Staring at the difficult nasal mucus of Eden, Greg sighed in his heart. 'what a snot and stick guy!'! This guy was a talent. He
couldn't be buried.