Bai Mengyao got off the train, she didn't tell anyone that she was coming back, although she had been away for a year, she was so familiar with it, it was still her home, and she forgot how long she hadn't come back.

One year, or six years.

She let out a soft sigh and walked in the direction of her home.

That home, in fact, is just a house.

There is no father, no mother, since the divorce, they have all moved out of the house, and this house, they also left it to Bai Mengyao, and they don't know at all, Bai Mengyao doesn't need this house, all she needs is her parents, this house can only be said to be a place to live at best, not a home.

Sure enough, as soon as she opened the door, she smelled a strong smell of dust inside, the north is not like the south, the air here is very dry, and the dust is also large, she has not come back for a year, and there is already a layer of soil here.

She slid her fingers over.

Fingers swiped across the tabletop, and sure enough, it left a long mark on the tabletop.

It's really thick enough.

Patting her fingers, she put down her luggage, fetched water from the kitchen, cleaned the house, and it was also her former home, other people's homes will have family members waiting, family cooked meals, and her home, all she has to give is a room of dust.

However, it doesn't matter, the dust in her room, the other two homes, are warm.

Well, a qiē, it's also worth it.

By the time she had done all this, she was already tired and had a sore back. She took out the quilt from the cabinet, and she didn't want to move when she lay on it, she was tired, tired, she rubbed the quilt with her face, a little damp, but she really didn't want to move, so let's do it first.

Before she knew it, she was asleep.

By the time she woke up, it was already night.

There must be nothing to eat in the refrigerator, and even if there is, I'm afraid it's all expired, she took out her wallet and prepared to go out to eat some casually, anyway, she won't stay here for too long, buy it, do it again, it's troublesome, and it's a waste.

Walking on familiar streets, sometimes you can meet so many familiar people.

And at night, when the lights are on, she is a shadow.

She stood in front of the door of the house for a long time, but she didn't know whether to go in or not.

Mom is no longer her mother......

However, she still loves her mother.

Although in her previous life, she had always been reluctant to see them, but she knew it in her heart.

Whether they are divorced or not, whether they want her or not, whether she hates them or not, some love has never changed.

Hao Dalei opened the door, and when he saw the people standing outside, he was really startled.

"Yaoyao, why did you come back, why didn't you tell Uncle Hao, this really scared him, you kid, he rubbed the hair of Xia Yuan, and I also told your mother, I will see you in a few days, you see that you will not come back for the New Year. Your mother thinks of you every day, and now in the refrigerator, there are dumplings for you, she knows that you like to eat seafood, these are all wrapped ......"

"Hello Uncle Hao," Bai Mengyao smiled shyly, when she heard that Shen Yue had always remembered her, to be honest, she was really moved, and her eyes were slightly sour.