Of course, An Yirou heard about these news much later.

When she heard about it, she didn't remember who the king of country F was, and she didn't know what country country X was.

She only remembered that her name was An Yirou, and the little guy who was eating ice cream slowly and methodically was her own son, An Zikang.

As for the child's father, she was a little ashamed, she didn't remember who it was, to be exact, she didn't have any impression at all.

I heard Phoenix say that she had a husband, and later because she was in a car accident while traveling, she almost became a plant, and her husband completely became the fertilizer of the plant.

It is not clear which plant the phoenix is.

So An Yirou is very friendly to all plants and is full of hostility to tourism.

She would also lament that her life was not good, and that she had become a widow before she had even seen her husband.

Fortunately, she has a son with her.

Hearing that Phoenix said that her son was very similar to her husband, she imagined what her son would look like when he grew up.

Her husband, she thought, must be good-looking.

On the screen of her phone there is a photo with her husband,

However, it can be seen from the photo that her husband is a reserved person, there is only an abstract half of his face in the whole photo, and there is no way to judge the specific appearance, but based on that hairstyle, her husband is a very fashionable person.

This shows that they have a common hobby.

At least as much as she has for fashionable things.

*

The dead are gone, but the living are still strong.

The phoenix didn't know where Yunyou had gone.

An Yirou is about to start looking for a job again, because one of the clothing stores she works for has unfortunately closed down again. Even she herself couldn't remember that this was the first time that the company had unfortunately closed.

To be honest, if she hadn't worked hard for her son, she wouldn't have wanted to go to the small shop that harmed other people's families.

Xianglian is a small town with not many opportunities to work, and even fewer opportunities to work for fashion.

But she was lucky, because she heard that VV, the top brand of international fashion, was about to settle in Xianglian.

This is great news for the small shrimp who has always aspired to enter such a large company.

She thought that such an internationally renowned large company would never go bankrupt because of her small shrimp joining. So

She had already made a delicate resume and submitted it. Of course, omit the store that closed down because she went.

*

The sun is setting, the sky is dark, the wind is rising, a little cool, the weather forecast says that there will be rain in the evening, although An Yirou brought an umbrella, but in the face of such weather, it is better to take the child home early.

After An Zikang finished eating ice cream, he walked off the overpass with An Yirou and waited for the bus on the side of the road.

The bus stop is next to the cultural square, and the bus has not come for a long time, An Yirou looked anxiously.

An Zikang took An Yirou's hand and said, "Mommy, look at the person in the square opposite, he has walked around the square many times. ”

An Yirou glanced at the square, and sure enough, she saw a figure walking around the square.

I don't know why my heart hurts when I see that figure.

Suddenly, something like a purse fell out of the man's pocket, but he didn't notice.

An Zikang said to An Yirou: "Uncle's things have fallen. I'm going to pick it up for him. ”

An Yirou nodded.

An Zikang walked over with his calves and picked up his wallet,

The wallet was spread out, and there was a photo in the mezzanine inside, An Zikang looked at it curiously, the photo seemed to have been smoked by smoke and fire, a little blackened, and the person in the photo turned out to be exactly the same as his mommy.

An Zikang was curious, and couldn't think of how there could be two people who were so similar in the world.

Seeing that person drifting away, An Zikang said loudly, "Uncle, your things have fallen." ”

Hearing the immature child's voice, Feng Yutian turned around and saw a beautiful little boy who couldn't be in a beautiful place, holding his wallet and looking up at him. A persistent face, very cute.

That innocent expression made his dim state of mind inexplicably reveal a glimmer of light.

He walked over, leaned down, took his wallet and said, "Thank you." ”

An Zikang's chubby finger pointed to the person in the photo and asked, "Who is this aunt?" It's beautiful. ”

Feng Yutian looked at the happy little woman in the photo, the wind blew her long hair up, and he stretched out his slender fingers, trying in vain to stroke the strands of hair from the corners of her lips.

He said softly, "My wife." ”

The voice was very soft, but the thick sadness made An Zikang feel it.

An Zikang blinked, and asked curiously, "Why do you keep walking around the square?" Can't find your aunt? ”

Can't find it? Feng Yutian narrowed his eyes slightly, touched An Zikang's soft hair, and said, "Yes, uncle hasn't seen her aunt for a long time, she used to like to come here to play the most, maybe you can find her here." ”

An Zikang bit the corner of his lip, Feng Yutian saw his small movements, and suddenly felt a heartache, in the past, An Yirou would bite the corner of his lip when he had something he couldn't figure out, and this little boy's movements were very similar to her.

An Zikang was not in a good mood when he saw this uncle so sad.

He seemed to have made a lot of determination, took out a piece of toffee from his small pocket and said, "Mommy said that when you are in a bad mood, you will be in a better mood if you eat something sweet." This is a token of love that Qiang Qiang gave me, you put it away quickly, don't let my mommy see it. ”

"Strong? A token of love? The corners of Feng Yutian's mouth twitched, this child looked like he was only three or four years old, he was so precocious, and there was a precursor to GAY.

But this child is so cute, asking, "Is your mommy fierce?" Why can't she see it. ”

An Zikang shook his head and said: "Mommy is not fierce, she just loves to cry, and I am very helpless when she cries." Men, how can they make their women cry. ”

A few black lines silently appeared on Feng Yutian's head, this little guy is really unusually precocious.

Helpless? A woman of her own? Do you know what these words mean?

A call came in, Feng Yutian picked it up, and when he answered the phone, An Zikang waved goodbye to him.

Run back to the platform.

After answering the phone and looking up, I saw a slender figure holding the child just now and squeezing onto the bus.

The figure was so familiar.

But when he fixed his eyes, he looked again.

The bus had closed its doors and was gone.

Feng Yutian sighed deeply in his heart.

There are so many people with the same looks in this world, not to mention the same back.

An Yirou is no longer alive.

It was he who poisoned her with his own hands, and it was he who buried her with his own hands. Now the trees in front of her grave are shaded.

His heart ached, and he held it down with his hand.

He has always refused to take the antidote, and the phoenix really can't stand it, so it took nearly a year to improve the formula of the antidote so that he can not forget An Yirou.

It's just that this kind of pain that doesn't forget is far better than Gu poison.

For example, this square, the bubble tea shop on the side of the square, and An Yirou's studio.

I thought that after four years of precipitation, I would have the courage to face it, but when I came here, I still touched the scene.

After that relationship was precipitated, it was even richer and the wound was deeper. Even the eyes were dark.

Thanks to the little boy who showed up in time to bring him a glimmer of light.