After the meal, Yan Ran washed up early and went to bed, took out the letters that he had secretly hidden during the day, turned out the old photos sandwiched in the middle and put them under the light to see, a young man sat in the main driver of the car, his blurred hand was blocked in his ear, and he turned his face sideways to smile at the person who took the picture as bright as the sun, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth was perfectly presented on the photo, but unfortunately his eyes and eyebrows were covered by mildew, and he couldn't see clearly in the backlight.

She tried to gently scrape off the raised mildew spots with an eyebrow knife, and some of them were actually scraped off, she was overjoyed, and continued to lie on the bed and carefully scrape, her eyebrows and eyes were about to appear.

When she first saw the photo, she still had a glimmer of hope that the man in the photo was her father. But the clearer the photo, the clearer she knew that it was another man......

The photo is full of blurry noise, which makes you think of a crash. But with those familiar eyebrows and just the right smile, could it be when he was young?

Her heart was beating faster, and she didn't dare to make a decision at will, so she set her eyes on the dozens of letters.

The recipients on the envelope are all fathers who are working hard in Australia, but they have never been sent, she opened them one by one, starting with "Dear Chen" and writing "Love your dew", Yan Ran can't help but think of the short time of a family of three, as if it was already a very distant thing.

She breathed a sigh of relief, it was just a photograph and didn't say anything.

There is also the last letter, which is blank on the envelope, and there is no recipient and payment written in it.

"You have less and less time to return to China, I remember the last time you returned to China was half a year ago, we were able to meet every day, thank you for taking me to the warmth of a winter. I often write to you, but I don't have the courage to send it, and I don't dare to write your name, but I must send it to you today! I must tell you that I miss you!

I want to go to you, but Yanran is facing the high school entrance examination, and I can't be distracted, so I have to wait until I'm free, but it seems that I can't get out of my body. You must say that I am willful, it doesn't matter, I can only be willful on the phone and in letters.

The only picture I have of you is one of the few moments when we were able to travel, and I took it secretly. You were smiling like a carefree teenager in love, and I had the illusion that I had brought you fresh love. But I'm so old-fashioned, I mean mentality. I'm really in love with it too.

Tell you a secret...... You are not allowed to laugh at me. Every time I call you, I sneak a look at your picture so that I don't feel like I can't touch you.

That's it, you have less and less time to answer the phone now, so call me more when you have time.

All is well. Don't read it. ”

Yan Ran suddenly felt an incomparably painful head, all the information in the letter kept hitting her, she seemed to be able to imagine the scene of the beautiful woman who exuded indifference and purity, sitting under the osmanthus tree in the courtyard to write a letter to her beloved man, the woman was her mother, but the man was someone else.

Yan Ran stuffed the letters into the envelope, and she couldn't imagine that every word on the letters was written by her mother to another man...... She picked up the eyebrow knife and continued to shave the photo, she wanted to know who the man was, and her mother loved him deeply......

Her hand holding the eyebrow knife became tighter and tighter, faster and faster, and the force became heavier and heavier, she took a deep breath, but she couldn't control her trembling hand at all, her fingers were red, her nails were white, and suddenly the force became heavier, and the eyebrow knife pierced the photo.

"Hiss......" The eyebrow knife fell on the quilt, and the pain gradually eased a lot from her rubbing and the deep traces on her fingers.

"Knock knock......" The knock on the door startled her, and she came to her senses and hid the letter under the covers.

"Please come in. ”

Yang Fei walked in lightly and said, "I thought you were asleep, but I saw that the lights inside were still on." Are you afraid to sleep alone? Do you want me to sleep with you?"

Yan Ran shook his head nervously: "No need aunt, go and rest." ”

As soon as Yang Fei wanted to sit down along the side of the bed, she saw an eyebrow knife on the quilt, and there were some trivial things on it, she was so frightened that she quickly took it in her hand, and asked worriedly: "Why is the eyebrow knife on the bed, you are not injured, right?"

Yang Fei used her spare eyes to check Yan Ran's wrist, afraid that she would do something she couldn't think of.

"I just shaved my eyebrows and forgot to put them away, give it to me, I'll just put it away. ”

"It just so happened that I was going to shave my eyebrows, and I forgot to bring it, can I lend it to my aunt?" Yang Fei said softly.

"Yes, of course. ”

"I made a little supper, and the two of them are eating in the living room, so you can go eat some too." ”

Yan Ran saw what she was thinking, and knew that she was worried about herself, so he got out of bed and followed her down with her shoes on.

On the dinner table is a hot sweet wine rice ball, and I can already smell a strong fragrance at the staircase, and Yan Ran likes to eat it very much, but I really don't have much appetite today.

"Dye, did you wake up us?" asked Qiao Bai softly, with concern.

"No, I haven't slept yet. The sweet wine dumplings look good and must be delicious. Yan Ran scooped a spoonful and put it in her mouth, and the rich flavor of the sweet wine combined with the soft and glutinous sesame rice balls, which was exactly what she liked.

Qiao Bai was eating glutinous rice balls while watching TV, and was seeing the highlights, Qiao Bai let out a hearty laugh, and his words followed the prestige, Qiao Bai was attracted by the TV plot, there were already signs of aging between his eyebrows and eyes, and there were wrinkles on his face, but the arc of the smile would not change.

He warmed his hands with a hot bowl in his hand, and talked about the plot with everyone from time to time, the noise of the TV could not affect Yan Ran's train of thought at all, and she had determined that the photo was when he was young!

Yan Ran couldn't infer when they started this relationship, but this fact alone was enough to give her a headache and shock! Her originally perfect family had already had a rift, and the man who caused this rift was right in front of her, the man who treated her as a daughter after her parents died!

She withdrew her gaze, blinking her eyes a few times, afraid that the tears that were in her sockets would slide down. She put the bowl to her lips and looked up to drink the soup, tears still quietly falling from the corners of her eyes.

She quietly wiped it off, and when Jomo noticed something was wrong with her, he asked, "Do you want more?" I'll give you another bowl. ”

"No, I'm a little sleepy, let's go rest first, good night. ”

Yan Ran put down the bowl and spoon and stood up, Yang Fei stepped forward and said, "Let's sleep with my aunt tonight, my aunt wants to talk to you." ”

"Auntie, I want to sleep alone. I went up first. ”

Yan Ran couldn't stay here anymore, she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to control her emotions if she slowed down for a second...... She almost ran away, and after three steps and two steps, she entered the room and closed the door.

With a bang, the door slammed, and then only the sound of the TV remained.

The remaining three looked at each other, and no one spoke at this moment. Qiao Bai silently turned off the TV, so quiet that he couldn't even hear the sound of breathing.

"The dyeing is in such a bad state, I just found a blade on her bed, and it scared me to death. Yang Fei put the blade in his hand on the table, and Qiao Mo and Qiao Bai looked at it at the same time.

"You go and see, don't leave her alone tonight. As soon as Qiao Bai finished speaking, Qiao Mo stood up and ran upstairs: "I'll go." ”

Qiao Mo knocked on the door, then opened the door privately, and saw Yan Ran standing on the balcony with the wind howling, the white transparent curtains flying wantonly, stirring the hearts of the two with the wind. Looking through the curtains, Yan Ran was full of sadness, her face was pale, her face was blown by the wind from tears, and her hair was beaten on her shoulders indiscriminately. He only felt a "buzz" in his head, and cold sweat broke out involuntarily. He strode forward, too nervous to feel his heartbeat.

Yan Ran looked back at the intruder, as if in an instant, the lost color of the world instantly became agile, and the air was no longer suffocating.

His strong hand took her arm and pulled her into the room.

"What are you doing out there?" said Jomer's eyes were full of blame.

"I just want to see the scenery when I was a child, and you think I'm going to kill myself?"

Qiao Mo, who was touched by the words, avoided her gaze and helped her sit on the bed: "The weather is so cold, the wind is so strong, it's easy to catch a cold outside." ”

Yan Ran had no expression on his face: "I just want to blow the wind, and when it's cold, I will naturally come in, what is there to worry about." ”

"Yes, I know. ”

After Qiao Mo finished speaking, he received a roll of his eyes: "What do you know, you should talk about it?"

Jomo was speechless for a moment, he thought that she knew that she was always by her side to protect her, knew what she was thinking, knew the pain and tears in her heart.

"I've said several times I'm fine, you go back to your room and rest, I want to be alone. ”

"You're going to drive me away?" Jomo lowered her eyelids, did she see that she was no longer happy?

"I didn't rush you, I was just afraid that my emotions would affect you. ”

The wind blew in from the balcony, and both of them involuntarily shrank back, and Jomo hurried to close the door and lock it.

"So what's wrong with you? Can you tell me about it? You say you're fine, but why are you still unhappy? ”

Qiao Mo's voice was very low, extremely gentle, for fear that she would not speak.

Qiao Yanran pinched her fingers, her heart turned a thousand times, all kinds of messy and tangled, and she couldn't tell what was wrong.

"It's a little sad to see the places where you lived in the past, but it's good to get some sleep. Yan Ran smiled reluctantly.

Qiao Mo didn't pursue it anymore, and reached out to lift the quilt to let her lie down, but as soon as his hand touched the quilt, he was pushed away by Yan Ran, and her nervous look was fully seen.

"What are you doing?" said stiffly.

"Help you cover the quilt. As Qiao Mo spoke, his eyes kept looking at Yan Ran.

Yan Ran avoided his gaze: "I'll come by myself." ”

She slipped off her shoes and went to bed, lifting the quilt open a small gap and squeezing in.

Qiao Mo felt her panic, thinking of what Yang Fei said about the eyebrow knife, could it be ......

Jomo's hand was already stretched under the quilt, and Yan Ran hurriedly fumbled for the unhidden letter and scratched it to the other side of the bed.

"Men and women don't kiss, don't mess around. Yan Ran looked at him in horror, as if he were a flood beast.

Qiao Mo had no choice but to give up, and said, "How could I mess around, you would." ”

Reluctantly, he took out two quilts from the cabinet and laid a makeshift sleeping bunk on the ground. I took off my thick cotton jacket as a pillow and slept comfortably.

Yan Ran poked his head under the bed: "You want to sleep here?"

Qiao Mo said with a side face: "Yes, the guest room is too cold, and there is air conditioning here, you can't bear to leave me alone in a room without air conditioning, right?"

Yan Ran turned around and slept well: "I won't, but Aunt Yang Fei will definitely beat you." ”

Jomo said confidently, "No." ”

Hey?

The two stopped the conversation, and Yan Ran was in a much better mood. If you don't know which will come first, tomorrow or sorrow, go to bed first.