The little guy lying in the crook of his arm looks cute and honest. But the truth never stopped.

He rubbed around on An Nanxuan. Finally, I seem to have discovered something. He lay down quietly on his left arm, propped behind his head.

The white chubby little hand kept playing with the thick hair under An Nanxuan's armpit, as if he was counting.

It's itchy and unbearable, and An Nanxuan squeezed his little hand in the palm of his hand.

The little one pulled out in just a few clicks, and became more and more interested in the place.

"Daddy! You've got a lot of hair here! Why didn't I? ”

Xia Yu couldn't help laughing, hugged his sweater and quietly walked towards the door.

Behind him, An Nanxuan's playful voice came, "A big man will have hair!" You don't have that because you're not a big man yet! ”

The childish baby's voice sounded extremely fast, "When am I going to be a big man?" ”

"Growing up, of course! Grow like your father! ”

"Why does mom have so little hair?"

"Because mom is a mother!"

Grandma's! Is this how children are taught? Xia Yu, who had just walked in the door, couldn't help but pout, complaining in his heart.

"Giggle......

The baby let out a series of funny laughs, then raised his voice as if he was deliberately shouting at the house, "Mommy! Daddy says you're a mother! He also said that I was a public with him......"

"Little brat! I also learned to sue! ”

The sounds of frolic and scolding are intertwined into one of the most pleasant music in the world. Constantly floating in the living room.

Xu is voice was too loud, Wang Ma came from the kitchen, she glanced at the door, and smiled peacefully, "I thought something was wrong!" ”

Evening. Turn off the headlights. The small orange lamp casts a warm glow.

Wang's mother coaxed An Longyu to go to bed early. The old yellow man also went back to the maid's room with interest. In the living room, only An Nanxuan and Xia Yu remained.

The young couple spent the first time alone since a long absence. The atmosphere quietly became subtle.

In the silence of the room, An Nanxuan's big hand on the sofa slowly put on Xia Yu's hand. She froze, and reflexively pulled out her hand and put it on her body.

It's been a long time since I was intimate. He was a little uneasy. She was even more apprehensive in her heart.

"Xiaoyu ......" He took the lead, but he didn't know what to say.

Her eyes moved from the TV screen to the oil painting hanging on the wall on the right, and she licked her lips, but she couldn't speak.

They sat silently. The two of them watched TV again.

I don't know how long it took. Suddenly from upstairs came the childish cry of a baby, "Daddy! Mom! It was said on TV to go to bed early and wake up early! ”

The couple turned their heads in shock, and saw Wang Ma standing on the high carved railing with An Longyu in her arms.

An Longyu was wearing a small white vest that he wore when he slept, and only a pair of white and green matching bread shorts underneath. The little guy was doing weird things at the two of them.

An Nanxuan got up and turned off the TV. came to the unmoved Xia Yu. Softly, "Let's go!" Xiao Yu is right! ”

Holy! The little guy said this on purpose. An Nanxuan didn't play until 1 a.m. every night. It's just that I don't know if the little guy thought of what he said just now, or was it taught by Wang's mother? Xia Yu picked up his phone and looked at the time. Seeing that it was only ten o'clock, he couldn't help but make a threatening gesture towards An Longyu.

The little guy giggled and laughed happily, and his little body bounced in the arms of the queen mother. Don't think about it, even if it was taught by Wang's mother. The little one also understands the meaning of the words......

Heart disease. Long Lancui's illness deteriorated, and he died on the night of the Qixi Festival.

Although Xia Yu has always had a big pimple in his heart. But as soon as I heard the news, my brain was still blank.

The room is full of flowers, the room is full of demon red, and it is very good. But in her eyes, all this suddenly turned pale.

Look at her lost soul. An Nanxuan comforted her a few words, hugged An Longyu, and took Xu Hancheng to Peach Blossom Village overnight.

Sitting alone in the bedroom alone for a long time. Only then did he slowly get up.

Walked to the bedroom door and slowly looked back at the delicate red in the room. "Wang Ma! Collect the flowers! ”

Last year, An Nanxuan said that today's Qixi Festival will be full of roses. In the first two days, he ordered flowers without Xia Yu. wanted to surprise her, and the couple also relived the past in this sea of flowers.

Long Lancui died suddenly. He rushed away, and her heart sank all at once, this flower ............

The funeral was based on Long Lancui's last words, and he was buried three days later.

The funeral was in a hurry, and when Xia Yu wanted to rush on the fourth day, he learned that Long Lancui had been buried in the ground. Buried in the cemetery that Long Lancui had prepared for Xia Lin.

On an early autumn night, the sky was a faint red glow, and there were few stars, and she wore pajamas and dragged her heavy legs to a corner of the courtyard wall.

"She must hate me too...... Otherwise, there is not even a phone ......."

Light a cigarette and gently put down the paper money you were carrying.

There was a faint smell of paper ash wafting in the air, and the three pages of paper money were folded in half and thrown into the fire in the dark night, whispering, "Mom! I've been flustered for a long time. I always thought that it was Wanjin and what kind of conspiracy was going to be done. I didn't expect that this panic was a foreshadowing...... Actually, I've always wanted to go back and visit you...... I also thought of you in the night. But I have never forgotten the night of May 18...... You know, my daughter won't pretend and won't go back, just for fear of breaking your heart again...... Now, I know I was wrong. Mother! But I can't go back......"

Wang Ma came looking for the light, silent, squatted down, and burned the origami money into the fire.

"Wang Ma! Am I being too stingy? I don't blame my mom. But in my heart, I have always refused to forgive her. ”

Wang Ma didn't know what happened between Xia Yu and Long Lancui. But the hostess was kind-hearted, and she believed that she had a hard time.

The corners of the old woman's eyes were moist, and she was silent for a long time, "The injury is too deep, it takes time to heal!" I'm afraid that the old sister doesn't blame you, the young lady, but that she can't get over that hurdle in her heart. ”

Xia Yu wiped her wet eyes, her heart became more and more panicked, and she exhaled a long breath before saying, "She doesn't have to think about it now." But that hurdle is only afraid that it will be deeply imprinted in my heart. ”

The European-style retro lamp on the courtyard wall dimmed, and the firelight gradually faded until it blended into the black.

A gust of wind blew, and the ashes flew off into the distance. With a faint scent of paper.

The master bedroom on the second floor was not lit for three days, but it was lit up all night on the fourth day. The woman who slept in the bed had not slept all night.

The next day, An Nanxuan didn't discuss with Xia Yu, so he came back with Xia Lin.

When he saw his father, Xia Yu burst into tears and knelt down, "Dad!" I'm sorry! ”

The mournful cry made the eyes of the people in the living room quietly red. They can't bear to look at each other at the beginning.

"Rain!" Xia Lin tearfully helped Xia Yu, wiped his eyes with his sleeve, and then lowered his head and said, "Your mother told me everything when she was about to breathe." She said that she had never treated you well in her life. That night, I did something sorry for you...... She said, people die like lights out, I hope you forgive her! (To be continued......)