Half a month has passed in a flash. This time, there is less rain in S City, and the weather is gradually getting hotter.

Recently, the theater is often rented to other theater troupes to perform, and Ji Zhiheng's resident troupe has less to do, so he can give himself a vacation and really enjoy the leisure that investors can enjoy.

In his spare time, he still likes to read, and it happened that the book he wanted to read was at home, not in the rented accommodation, so he went home today. When I got home, Wei Ting was there.

"Mom, I'm back. ”

He said hello.

Wei Ting was staring at the computer, as if she was having a video conference, nodding her head and giving him a "shhh" gesture. He said "OK" and went into his study.

Since returning to China, he has either been busy with work or busy accompanying Geng Yao, and he has very little time for himself, and he hasn't come to his study for a while to stay quiet.

He rummaged through the shelves, but didn't see the book he was looking for. Puzzled, he reached for the top floor, only to stumble upon a photo album on it. The album smashed straight down, he flashed so fast that he didn't get hit, and the album fell to the ground with a muffled sound. And with that, dust flying in the air.

Ji Zhiheng couldn't help coughing twice, thinking about how there could be such a dirty thing at home, and quickly took out a tissue and rag to clean it. When he was done, he sat down in a chair and flipped through the album.

- It turned out to be the commemorative photo album I sent when I graduated from high school.

When he went abroad, he misunderstood Yu Pan'an, because Yu Pan'an was on this album, so he naturally didn't take it out of the country with him, but threw it in such a corner and let it fall into dust. Maybe not only that, when it was first sent, he only turned two pages, and he closed it because he saw Yu Pan'an's face, and never looked back.

Thinking of this, Ji Zhiheng suddenly felt guilty.

- It's very strange, obviously he is a tolerant and friendly person who treats people and things, how can he treat Yu Pan'an, he can be called a little mean.

Why she was treated differently.

He gently flipped through the photo album and looked at a photo that he hadn't looked at carefully. The album precipitates the warm sun and smiling faces of the year, and so many years have passed.

He saw a picture of them at their graduation party. He stood on the stage with a microphone in his hand, and if he remembered correctly, he seemed to be singing some kind of song with his classmates. Before he could remember what he was singing, there was a knock on the door of the study, followed by Wei Ting's slow, gentle voice, and she asked him, "Zhiheng, can I come in?"

Ji Zhiheng hurriedly got up and opened the door for his mother.

Speaking of which, he and Wei Ting haven't talked well for a few days. Because the two of them are busy like spinning tops that can't be stopped, it's difficult to see each other, where is the time to gossip.

"What are you looking at?" Wei Ting asked as she walked into the room and saw Ji Zhiheng's photo album on the table. She picked up the album and let out an "oh". "Isn't this your high school graduation party? I was there. ”

Ji Zhiheng remembers. At that graduation party, Wei Ting, who usually rarely even has time to hold a parent-teacher conference, actually went, and he was happy for a while at that time.

Wei Ting flipped through the album for another two more pages, and then put it down.

"I heard Zhilan say that you and Geng Miao are separated. ”

She didn't use a questioning tone, so she wasn't asking for verification, she was just talking about a fact.

Ji Zhiheng said "um". "I forgot to tell you. ”

Wei Ting curled the corners of her mouth and smiled, "Have you forgotten? Aren't you afraid that after telling me, I will nag you not to listen to me, your little caution, I still don't understand." ”

Ji Zhiheng was poked in the center and smiled embarrassedly. However, he still said truthfully, "Although it turns out that my judgment was wrong, I still hope that I can try and make mistakes in things like this." I still want to believe in myself. ”

"Well, that's good. Wei Ting nodded. "What about now, you are single now, have you ever had any more contact with Pan'an? ”

“...... Mom, in fact, I have always wanted to ask you, why do you like Yu Panan so much. You and her are just a few faces. ”

Wei Ting picked up the album book on the table again.

"Because she's genuine, she likes you very much, I can feel it. ”

Then, Wei Ting talked about a small thing that had never been mentioned.

When Wei Ting went to attend Ji Zhiheng's graduation party, Yu Panan sat in front of her, and as soon as Ji Zhiheng came on stage, Yu Panan and the classmates next to her have been discussing Ji Zhiheng. Wei Ting couldn't help but laugh in the back, Yu Pan'an glanced back hurriedly, because he was carrying the light, he didn't see the person clearly, he only knew that he was an adult. She lowered her voice and said to the classmate next to her - stop talking, the teacher heard it.

It was also on that day that Wei Ting heard the people next to Yu Pan'an calling her "Pan'an".

She actually heard Ji Zhiheng inadvertently mention this girl many times, and she also saw handwriting in his book that didn't belong to him. Before the housekeeping aunt helped him do the laundry, she dug through small notes in the pockets of his clothes many times. These things all come from one person.

- Yu Pan'an.

Wei Ting had long wanted to meet this prospective daughter-in-law, and she was very happy to see her at the party that night, because she could see that Yu Panan was a sincere and simple child. To her surprise, Ji Zhiheng soon talked about his girlfriend after graduation, but the girl was Geng Yao, not Yu Pan'an she knew.

After Ji Zhiheng and Geng Jiao were together, he began to ask Wei Ting from time to time about how much property his family had, and other questions that he never cared about in the past.

Later, I met Geng Yao, and Wei Ting, who had read countless people, saw at a glance that this girl had other plans, Ji Zhiheng was with her, and eighty percent would be deceived. And those questions about testing the family's background, she probably asked Ji Zhiheng, but Ji Zhiheng didn't know, so she asked Wei Ting again.

After saying this, Wei Ting closed the photo album and handed it to Ji Zhiheng.

"I've tried to persuade you so many times, but you've never listened. Maybe like you said, some mistakes can only be tried by yourself, and it is useless to be reminded by others. Actually, it's not that you're ignorant, it's normal. Every young person will not listen to the words of the so-called people who have come over, and the so-called people who have come have their own things that they do not understand. She patted Ji Zhiheng on the shoulder, "Okay, those big truths are actually useless, you just need to remember that I won't stop you from doing what you want to do and who you want to love - it will be the same in the future." I'm not a bad mother-in-law. ”

Wei Ting left the study after speaking, as if she wanted to give Ji Zhiheng time to digest this. Ji Zhiheng intermittently remembered some fragments of the past when he was with Geng Yao, and her temptation and her business seemed to become obvious little by little.

In fact, how much of the "truth" she said in the end came true, and he couldn't verify it, right?

How much she had deceived him, he had no way of knowing.

He lowered his head and opened the photo album in his hand again, Yu Panan's smiling face was particularly vivid among many people. Over the years, everyone has changed, and it seems that only she has not changed.

He remembered what his mother had said - he liked her sincerity.

She is indeed a very sincere person, and she is a person who will feel extremely sorry if she misses it, but he has repeatedly made mistakes in the trial and error along the way, which not only added a wound to himself, but also added a lot of troubles and melancholy to her.

Whether they will be friends again for the rest of their lives, he is not sure.