[Extra three: No matter how long it takes, I'll wait for you]

Flashes and three years.

Wen Lishu returned to China with Kiki.

Wen's father commuted his sentence and could be released from prison soon, Wen Lishu went back this time to help Wen's father arrange a place to live in advance.

When she took the plane back to the city again, when she stepped out of the airport, she looked at the familiar and unfamiliar city in front of her, and she felt a burst of emotion in her heart.

It turns out that it has been eight years since I left, and I really sigh that time flies.

Walking forward with Kiki, Kiki inherited Song Qiancheng's genes, she was only eight years old, much taller than her peers, standing with her, not like her daughter, more like her sister.

The two stopped a taxi, and the next destination was Song Qiancheng's villa, to be precise, the house was hers.

Three years ago, a lawyer contacted her and said that Song Qiancheng had entrusted a lawyer to draw up the distribution of property, and as long as he encountered an accident, all his property would be transferred to her name.

Back to the villa again, the person in charge of housekeeping is still Aunt Du, eight years have passed, she has aged a lot, but she has taken care of the villa spotlessly, as if waiting for Song Qiancheng to return.

I used to hear Song Qiancheng say that before he was born, Aunt Du had been working in the Song family for many years, Song's mother was not in good health before, Song Qiancheng was raised by Aunt Du's hands and feet, for Aunt Du, the Song family is her home, and Song Qiancheng is her only relative.

After the meeting, Aunt Du still addressed her: "Young lady." ”

Wen Lishu calmly responded to this salutation, and pulled Qiqi in front of her and took the initiative to introduce: "This is my daughter, her name is Qiqi, and her surname is Song." ”

Her words in exchange for Aunt Du's surprised gaze, she looked at Qiqi, her expression was a little excited, and her eyes gradually turned red.

Wen Lishu gave Qiqi a look, Qiqi understood, immediately bent her eyebrows and smiled, and called sweetly: "Hello grandma." ”

Aunt Du burst into tears, and responded while wiping her tears: "Eh." ”

Qiqi has always been warm-hearted, and has helped Aunt Du to sit in the living room, chat with her, and make her happy.

Wen Lishu walked all the way back upstairs along the stairs, intending to go back to the master bedroom to have a look, but when she returned to the room, she pushed open the door and saw that she was stunned at the door.

The master bedroom has been remodeled and is no longer a bedroom, but a space for furnishings.

There are tall cabinets on all four walls of the room, and all the cabinets are filled with plasticine figures with the same cartoon image of girls, and the number of cabinets is incalculable.

Song Qiancheng put each figure in a glass box, which was extremely precious.

remembered that she had already seen this figure eight years ago, but she thought that Song Qiancheng was going to give it to another girl, but she didn't expect that these were his own private treasures.

Wen Lishu walked along the room, her eyes fixed on the figure in the cabinet.

Xu is Song Qiancheng did not learn the art at the beginning, and the ones he pinched at the beginning were not exquisite, but the more he went on, the higher and higher the level, and she gradually discovered that the person he pinched was herself, and he also pasted a note on the top of the glass box, and the uniform format read: Miss you on the XX day.

The facial expressions of those figures are different, smiling, cute, cool, etc., and the clothes they wear are also different with their expressions, Wen Lishu recognizes that those clothes are all worn by her before, which shows his intentions.

Sweeping her eyes to the side, Wen Lishu saw a special one, it was a woman wearing a wedding dress, and the box read: "No matter how long it takes, I will wait for you." ”

[Extra four: Finally home]

Coming down from the master room, Wen Lishu returned to the workers' room.

Song Qiancheng had been living in a workers' house for a few years.

Wen Lishu sat on the edge of the bed, her fingers gently rubbing the material above the sheets, and finally lay down and closed her eyes.

Finally, I saw him again in my dreams.

In the dream, he was still handsome, and she asked angrily: "Why don't you come to see me in the dream recently?"

Song Qiancheng didn't speak, strode towards her, pulled her into his arms as strongly, and hugged her tightly.

After a long while, his voice sounded above her head, and he said, "It's good to be home at last." ”