In the fog of a passage, Ning Xian saw a smile crawling all over Old Man Xiao's cheeks, she poked the person next to her, and whispered, "What does your grandfather mean by what he said?" ”

Xiao Jingyu said in her ear: "Don't you have any impression at all? ”

What impressions do I have? I don't even know what you are! Ning Xian felt extremely innocent. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Xiao Youfang saw Ning Xian's restraint. He smiled and asked, "Have you eaten until you work so late?" ”

Xiao Jingyu said: "I just wanted to ask Mama Wu if she has anything to eat?" I'm hungry all the time! ”

He glanced at Ning Xian, which seemed meaningful, and twitched the corner of Ning Xian's eyes twice, this uncle won't really be hungry and waiting for him all the time!

"Look at my foolish energy, so happy that I forget about it, and I'm there, and I'll keep food for you! I'm going to give you heat. "Wu's mother is a man of action, and after speaking, she ran to do her own thing.

Xiao Youfang smiled and said, "Jingyu, it's the first time the string girl has come, you take her around this room." ”

"Yes, grandpa." With that, Xiao Jingyu got up and led Ning Xian upstairs.

Ning Xian couldn't help but be pulled away, and couldn't help but glance back at Xiao Youfang, just to go through the motions, and don't live here permanently, don't visit the house!

When he went upstairs and there was no one around, Ning Xian broke away from the hand held by Xiao Jingyu and looked at him with a confused expression: "What the hell is going on?" "His grandfather seems too affectionate to himself, but it's obviously the first time they've officially met, isn't it? In an instant, her brain flashed with many stars, and she was completely dizzy.

"Want to know?"

Ning Xian replied to him with a natural expression.

"Follow me." Xiao Jingyu took Ning Xian's hand again and led her into his room: "You wait for me here." ”

Seeing Xiao Jingyu go out and close the door, Ning Xian began to look at the room.

Cashmere carpets cover the room, beige European curtains, white carved wardrobes, white beds inlaid with light gray patterns, and off-white sheets and duvet covers, everything looks so clean and fresh. There was also a bathroom in the room, and Ning Xian didn't go in.

With these simple arrangements, Ning Xian couldn't tell who this room was, she walked around the room, and suddenly her eyes were attracted by a photo of the bedside table.

She picked up the picture frame on the bedside table and looked at it in her hand for a long time, her eyes fixed on the little girl in the red sweater.

Looking at the color of the photo, it seems that it has been some years ago, and it should have been put into the frame recently, otherwise there would not be these yellowing stains on the edges.

The little girl in the photo is about three years old, tiptoe and kissing the cheek of a boy about ten years old, and the boy is smiling.

This photo is so familiar, you should have seen it. Ning Xian tried to remember. Suddenly she remembered that she had seen this photo in her grandfather's old photo album, and the little girl in this photo was not herself? Why is there this photo here? So who is this boy? Ning Xian's mind was a little confused.

She got up and walked to the closet, opened the closet door and found it full of men's clothes, all suits and shirts, and five or six ties hanging from one hanger.

The Xiao family is Xiao Jingyu's only son, and the old man Xiao has long since retired, and he was wearing a casual Tang dress just now, so to speak, this is ...... Xiao Jingyu's room?

Is the boy in the photo Xiao Jingyu? It turned out that they had met when they were children, no wonder Ms. Ning would find Xiao Jingyu to be her guardian.

My grandfather said that when he was a child, he took himself to an old friend's house, and he liked that kid very much. Oh, my God! This Ms. Ning sent herself back, and borrowed Xiao Jingyu's name, which one did she sing? Instructed by my grandfather? Or are you thinking too much?

A lot of questions flashed through Ning Xian's mind, and he couldn't help but clench the photo frame in his hand.

She leaned against the end of the bed, sat on the cashmere carpet, and looked carefully at the boy in the film, Xiao Jingyu was more than ten years old, in fact, he already looked good-looking, I didn't expect there to be such a small episode between them, no wonder when he was downstairs before, Old Man Xiao would say those words.

The door opened, and Ning Xian looked at Xiao Jingyu, who walked in with two or three thick photo albums in his arms.

"How do you sit on the ground?" Xiao Jingyu asked casually, and then sat next to her, he put the photo album in his hand on the ground, and unexpectedly saw the photo frame she held in his hand: "Remembered?" ”

Ning Xian looked at his hand: "I was only a little over three years old at that time, and after so many years, how could I remember!" I just remembered seeing this photo in my grandfather's photo album and guessed. ”

"Then look at these again." Xiao Jingyu took out the photo album he had seen in Old Man Xiao's study last time, and flipped through the pages to Ning Xian.

Ning Xian looked at those old photos in surprise, he didn't expect that Old Man Xiao and Shen Mo's grandfather were actually comrades-in-arms? Why didn't she see these photos in her grandfather's place, nor did she hear him mention them?

When he saw the photo of himself and Xiao Jingyu when he was a child, his eyes were bright, and his grandfather didn't have these things, just that one photo.

Xiao Jingyu opened another album, which was the thinnest of the three, full of photos of them playing together when they were children, every photo in the album, the two villains on it were smiling happily, Ning Xian looked at Xiao Jingyu with some doubts: "You were so old at that time, you must have an impression of me, why didn't you know me at all when you first met?" ”

"I heard from my grandfather that not long after you were taken away by my grandfather, I had a serious illness, and I almost don't remember anything before."

"Really?" For some reason, Ning Xian felt a little bit of loss in his heart, was it because he forgot about it and couldn't recognize himself in the first place? It's weird, how can it feel this way? Especially when I saw a photo of Xiao Jingyu holding the fallen Ning Xian tightly in his arms, this feeling was even worse. It turned out that at a very young age, Xiao Jingyu was already very protective of himself.

Seeing that her face was different, Xiao Jingyu asked softly, "What's wrong?" ”

Ning Xian pursed his lips and shook his head: "What is this?" She took the last photo album, glanced at Xiao Jingyu, and opened it casually.

The first picture that catches my eye is a slick baby with a string of bells in his hand and a pacifier in his mouth, smiling happily with his mouth open.

Ning Xian opened his mouth slightly, and looked at the person who was looking at him with a smile: "This can't be you!" ”

Xiao Jingyu smiled and nodded: "This album can be said to be my growth history, you are the first person to see it." ”

(To be continued.) )