"Sister Ye, why are you doing this?" "Knock knock!" After the knock on the door, Yan Qing straightened his pretty face, and from the hidden door, "Ding ding!" With his high-heeled shoes, he put a movie poster in his hand on Sister Ye's desk lightly.

Hearing the voice, Sister Ye put down the mouse in her hand and raised her head from the computer, her slightly pale face, she was slightly stunned at first, and when she saw Yan Qingqian, who was wearing a plain white high-neck suspension top and wide-legged trousers, under the hair coiled up.

"Qingqian, it's you, is there anything wrong with this?" Sister Ye peeked at the poster, then raised her hand to hold the glasses on the bridge of her nose, pulled back her curly hair, and stood up with a smile.

"She's just a child, and she's going to take the college entrance examination next year, these things will distract her, you promised me at the beginning, just a cameo, let her exercise." Qing Qian still has a straight face.

"Xiao Zhang, go and make a cup of Qingqian's favorite Longjing before the rain, come, sit down, dissipate your anger first, and listen to me." Sister Ye took Qingqian's hand and pulled Qingqian to the side of the red sofa and sat down.

"Sister Ye, no need, really." The light tone was still cold.

"Qingqian, don't you think that this girl is as full of aura as you were back then? The road to art can be said to be glorious, and there are many-"

"No, you don't know, this kid is ambitious, she won't like these things." Qing Qian shook his head, "She's not like me, she can do what she wants now." ”

"No, what does she have to do with you, Qingqian, I found that since you were injured last time, not only your habit of drinking coffee has changed, but even your whole person seems to have changed." Sister Ye sat sideways on the right side of Qingqian, raising her hand and patting the back of his hand, like a pair of sisters reminiscing about the past.

"Really?" Wounded? When was this? How I don't remember.

"Sister Qingqian, please drink tea." The young girl, putting a cup of steaming, fragrant tea, on the table in front of Qing Qian, smiled and nodded, exited the door, and closed the door by the way.

"Sister Ye, we have been working together for so long, you know that I never ask for help." Clear and light color.

"Okay, seeing that you are so resolute, I will order the poster to be removed." Sister Ye sighed, interrupted Qingqian's words, picked up the phone and dialed the number, "Hey, please change ......"

"Thank you, Sister Ye." Qing Qian let out a long sigh, then picked up the teacup in front of him, took a sip of tea, put down the teacup as if relieved, got up and stood up, "Sister Ye, you are busy, I'll go first." “

"Okay, Qingqian, thank you for your willingness to continue working with me." Sending Qingqian away, Sister Ye returned to her seat, staring at the poster on the desktop in a daze, the layout of the poster is Leng Daiyu's long black hair that hangs down her chest, the delicate and moving little face, and the eyes that are so pure that they don't stick to a trace of dust, the willow eyebrows that seem to be wrinkled, the little mouth that seems to be smiling but not smiling, and the little mouth that is slightly pursed, no matter how you look at it, it makes people ......

Sister Ye's eyes behind the lenses shot out a puzzling, somewhat cold light. Her body leaned back slightly, holding the key in both hands, and subconsciously opened the drawer on her chest, a huge drawer, only a white phone watch was placed in the center, and under the watch, a brand-new yellow envelope was pressed, Sister Ye trembled her hands and pulled out the somewhat yellowed, but very clean letter inside:

"Mom, where are you? I miss you so much, it's Christmas again, it's so strange today, a cute Santa Claus came to our house and gave me a big bag of gifts, books, snacks, and ...... Many, many gifts. Santa Claus said I was a good child, and when he was leaving, he asked me if I had any gifts for someone else. Mom, although I have forgotten what you look like, I want to give you a gift the most, Santa Claus is such a good person, he is waiting at home, waiting for me to buy you this phone watch, my daughter hopes you can call me, Mom, will you?

A flushed face, a pair of bright eyes, and a pair of pigtails that walked with a curl of sheep's horns......

"Mom-Mom" In her tearful eyes, Sister Ye seemed to hear her daughter's voice, she walked to the window blankly, outside the window, the sun was quietly moving west