Yang Jingjing was lying on the bed.

Yang Xu casually helped Yang Jingjing cover the quilt, felt that the lights in the room were too bright, and wanted to get up to turn off the headlights, but as soon as he moved, he felt that his clothes were tightened.

He turned around and saw Yang Jingjing reaching out and grabbing the hem of his clothes.

Yang Xu was stunned for a moment, then reacted and said busily: "Dad won't leave, I'll go and turn off the light, it's too bright and my eyes are shaking." ”

Only then did Yang Jingjing let go of her hand.

Yang Xu turned off the headlights, and the room suddenly became dark, and under the orange bedside lamp, everything looked extraordinarily warm.

Yang Xu sat back on the side of the bed and gently held Yang Jingjing's hand: "Sleep, Dad is here with you." ”

Yang Jingjing nodded, for the first time after being reborn, she felt that her brain, which had been tense, relaxed slightly, she closed her eyes and quickly fell asleep.

Yang Xu looked at his daughter, and his thoughts drifted away.

When he first met Yang Jingjing's mother, Liu Yan, he was in college.

Liu Yan went to the city to work with her fellow villagers in the village, and because of her beautiful appearance, she was hired as a teller in a food store.

Yang Xu saw Liu Yan when he inadvertently entered the store to buy something, and he liked it at a glance.

Yang Xu didn't have a lot of college classes at that time, and as long as he didn't have classes, he would run to the food store to find Liu Yan.

first went shopping, and then began to look for opportunities to talk, and after slowly getting acquainted, the two got closer and closer, and they fell in love with each other.

Recalling the happy times at that time, Yang Xu felt that his eyes were a little hot, he came back to his senses from the memories, looked at Yang Jingjing who obediently closed his eyes and slept, and looked at her beautiful face that was exactly the same as Liu Yan, and his heart suddenly softened.

Yang Xu lowered his head, he gently kissed Yang Jingjing's forehead, and muttered to himself: "Jingjing, Dad will always love you, together with your mother's share." Dad will be there for you at all times and will not leave you. ”

Yang Xu carefully let go of Yang Jingjing's hand, and helped her cover the quilt again, and then lightly took the door and left.

Yang Xu didn't go back to the bedroom to rest immediately, but turned around and went to Old Man Yang's study on the first floor.

Yang Xu knocked on the door, and waited for his father's voice to come from inside, then pushed the door and walked in.

Mr. Yang's study is very spacious, facing the door is a practice desk, there is no chair next to the table, the old man has to stand every morning to write a few sets of big characters, and he has long developed a habit over the years.

To the left of the table was a large bookshelf with a glass door, which was neatly filled with all the treasures of the old man over the years.

On the opposite side of the bookshelf are a chaise longue and a single sofa, on which the old man will take a nap whenever he is tired of reading and practicing calligraphy.

When Yang Xu pushed the door and entered the house, the old man was sitting on the sofa and listening intently to Shan Tianfang on the radio.