I once looked forward to it in reality, and fantasized about countless meetings in my dreams, but with the passage of time, this expectation was gradually erased, and the fantasy gradually returned to rationality.

How long is the interval between the young heart and the heart that has matured at this time, ten years? Or fifteen years?

Li Yang didn't expect that he and the other party would meet on such an occasion, and this moment came so suddenly and so simply.

If the memory given to Li Yang by his grandmother's family is moving, trickling of love, then the woman in front of him leaves Li Yang with a beautiful memory, but full of regrets.

If you want to divide the memory of Lishu Village to Li Yang into two parts, one part is the memory of his grandmother and grandfather, and the other part is the memory of the woman in front of him.

At this moment, the two looked at each other, but they didn't know where to start.

Li Yang believed that she should have recognized herself, just as she recognized her at first sight.

I don't know what came to mind, but at one moment, the two laughed at the same time.

"After so many years, you have become more beautiful, Jiahui", Li Yang said with a smile.

"Do you remember, how small it is, what can you see", the woman opposite laughed, covered her right hand lightly, and then looked at Li Yang, "Over the years, you have become more handsome, Li Yang."

At this moment, the strangeness and embarrassment between the two suddenly disappeared, and what remained was the memories of each other.

Jiahui, whose full name is Liu Jiahui, is the eldest daughter of the second uncle, so it is inevitable to know Li Yang, in Li Yang's childhood, Liu Jiahui's identity is very special.

The two can be said to be childhood sweethearts, but it's a little inappropriate to say so, the story here is actually like this.

Liu Jiahui is two years older than Li Yang, and she has been playing together since she was a child, although she seems to be a generation older in terms of generation, but Li Yang has actually been calling sister since she was a child, and no one said anything.

Liu Jiahui has a younger sister, Liu Jiali, who is the same age as Li Yang, but I don't know if children are like this, Li Yang likes to be with Liu Jiahui, who is two years older than him.

At that time, because of their similar age, Li Yang and the three sisters almost became each other's only playmates, and they were together every day, and over time, they seemed to have become an indispensable part of each other's lives.

In those years, there were too many memories left for Li Yang, and they were all very good.

Everything changed when Li Yang graduated from the sixth grade.

During the summer vacation, I came to my grandmother's house, but I was told that the second uncle was divorced, Liu Jiahui and her sister left Lishu Village with their mother, and the younger brother followed the second uncle.

This sudden change made Li Yang a little overwhelmed at that time, but it got better soon, child, I just felt that I was missing a playmate, and the only pity was that I didn't even have time to say goodbye.

Since then, Li Yang will always inquire about them from the mouth of the second uncle, and they will also go up the mountain to see the second uncle during the Spring Festival, but fate always does not let them meet.

In the past few years in junior high school, Li Yang has always thought about Liu Jiahui, recalling their old days, and even he feels that he likes each other.

Until the third year of high school, Li Yang always felt that if they were not relatives, if she stood in front of her, she would definitely confess, but what she confessed was only the past, and what she missed was just the past.

Three years in junior high school, three years in high school, four years in college, four years at work, the years passed, everything changed.

Li Yang is twenty-seven years old this year, and she should be twenty-nine.

"I really didn't expect it", Li Yang didn't seem to know how to speak.

"Yes, I didn't expect it, but after I came back, I heard my dad say that you seem to be developing very well here, I thought you were very smart when I was a child, and you must be a great person when you grow up", Liu Jiahui said with a smile.

"Maybe," Li Yang said with a smile.

At this moment, Wang Ziqi pulled Li Yang's hand.

Li Yang remembered that there was a little cutie beside him, and she was Liu Jiahui's daughter.

Li Yang was very strange, how could this girl be silent for so long, at a glance, Fat Fat and Qiuqiu were lying beside her left and right, and it was estimated that it would not be cold.

"Uncle, my mother is very beautiful", Wang Ziqi asked innocently.

"Kiki", Liu Jiahui's face was slightly red, as if she didn't expect her daughter to ask this question.

Li Yang squatted down, hugged her, glanced at Liu Jiahui and said, "Yes, your mother is very beautiful."

"Do you like my mom, then?" Wang Ziqi continued to ask.

Ga, Li Yang froze instantly, isn't this question too direct?

Li Yang glanced at Liu Jiahui and found that the other party was also embarrassed.

Liu Jiahui hurriedly walked up and took the girl from Li Yang's arms, at this moment, Li Yang smelled a faint fragrance, and also saw her more mature and attractive face.

This face has been preserved in Li Yang's memory for more than ten years, although it has changed a lot, but it is still the same face.

"Are you all back? What about her dad? Li Yang asked.

At this moment, Li Yang's heart was still a little awkward, and he couldn't understand it himself, but this was not love, nor was it like.

Liu Jiahui's face changed slightly, and she said gloomily: "We divorced when Ziqi was one year old, and now I am alone with the children."

Wang Ziqi suddenly stirred his fingers and said in a deep voice: "Uncle, I don't have a father."

Liu Jiahui's tears came out at once, and she hugged Wang Ziqi tightly.

Li Yang's heart seemed to be stabbed by something, and his heart ached, and his heart hurt the little girl.

Li Yang didn't know where he got the courage, walked over, hugged Wang Ziqi from Liu Jiahui's hand, and under Liu Jiahui's surprised gaze, he looked at the little girl and said: "Ziqi, do you know, your mother and I are very good friends, you can also call me dad in the future, uncle is your godfather, okay?" ”

Wang Ziqi looked at Li Yang, a little at a loss.

Liu Jiahui hurriedly reported her daughter over, and said with a serious expression: "Li Yang, this matter can't work, let's go back first."

Li Yang just watched the two leave, and he knew what Liu Jiahui meant when he said no.

There are so many problems in between.

If it really has to be counted according to seniority, Liu Jiahui called Liu Yingrong sister, what should he shout, even if this is not counted, what will others say, Li Yang is not married yet, what will others think.

Although there are many problems, Li Yang is not on a whim, he really wants to take care of Wang Ziqi.

From the moment he first saw Wang Ziqi, Li Yang saw a trace of loneliness from her, the feeling of needing to be taken care of, and she had no father at the age of one, Li Yang really wanted to make up for Wang Ziqi.

But he also knows that the reality is so cruel that this problem is destined to be difficult.

When I came to the kitchen, my mother was still boiling sweet potatoes, the red kind, and boiling them into sugar for the Spring Festival.

"Finished?" Seeing her son walk in, Liu Yingrong said with a smile.

Li Yang looked at his mother in surprise, "Do you know who I'm talking to?" ”

"Can I not recognize? I haven't seen you for so many years, so I didn't bother you," Liu Yingrong said with a smile.

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier that she was back," Li Yang said.

"She came up the mountain yesterday afternoon, and when I heard that she couldn't go down for the time being, I thought there would always be a chance, so I didn't rush to tell you," Liu Yingrong explained.