Liu Xiazhi looked at the small box in Liu Changqing's hand with a pair of eyes, and after a while, he slowly nodded his head.

She had never seen her grandparents, so Liu Xiazhi felt a little curious about what Liu Changqing said.

Seeing his daughter nodding, Liu Changqing didn't say much, his legs moved, walked towards the sofa, and put the box in his hand on the coffee table in front of him.

I pulled out a paper towel and wiped some of the dust on it.

After wiping it clean, hold the paper towel into a ball and throw it into the trash can on the side, then reach out and remove the buckles on both sides of the box, and gently flip the lid open.

Liu Xiazhi stood aside, with some curiosity in his eyes.

Because Liu Changqing's expression was a little serious at this moment, she didn't dare to say anything.

Liu Changqing looked into the box.

There were some photos inside, as well as a notebook, and some scattered knick-knacks, presumably Liu Changqing's toys from the past.

didn't care about that, Liu Changqing picked up the photos and glanced at them one by one.

I found the one with the family photo, took it out, and handed it to my daughter on the side.

"This is a picture Dad took with your grandparents when he was young."

"Daddy......"

muttering in his mouth, Liu Xiazhi took the photo.

His eyes were fixed on the photo, in which two unknown people sat on chairs, and behind him stood Liu Changqing, who was young.

The father in the photo, with very short hair and like an inch head, is standing behind him, without any expression on his face, and he looks a little unhappy.

And the grandparents sitting in front of them were smiling.

Looking away from the photo and looking at Liu Changqing, Liu Xiazhi asked a little strangely.

"Why didn't Dad seem to be happy at the time?"

"I guess I stepped on shit when I went out......"

Responding to his daughter like this, Liu Changqing said with a smile.

He couldn't remember why he had a stinky face.

didn't hear the ridicule in his father's tone, Liu Xiazhi nodded his head seriously.

"So that's it, that's it, I know why Dad is unhappy......"

After saying this sentence, Liu Xiazhi suddenly seemed to remember something, held the photo and was stunned for a while, then turned his head and rushed out towards his room.

Looking at his daughter's sudden move, Liu Changqing was a little puzzled.

After a while, Liu Xiazhi took out a photo frame, ran to Liu Changqing, and handed it over.

Holding his little head high and looking at his father in front of him, Liu Xiazhi looked serious.

"Daddy help me put the picture in, I'm going to put it in the room!"

This sentence came into Liu Changqing's ears, which made him stunned suddenly, but after reacting, a warm current rose in his heart.

With a hint of a smile on his face, he said softly.

"Silly girl, this can't be in your room."

"Why?"

"If you put it in the house...... Not very suitable. ”

After saying this, Liu Changqing reached out and took the photo in his daughter's hand, as well as the empty photo frame.

Then put the photo with his parents back in a stack of photos in his hand, Liu Changqing thought for a while, and found another photo of himself when he was a child.

Put it in a picture frame and hand it to her daughter next to her.

"That's it."

"Is this Daddy?"

Taking the photo frame, Liu Xiazhi asked after looking at it for a while.

Because the last person in the photo who looked about his age.

Nodding, Liu Changqing didn't say anything.

Gently pulling his daughter to his side, looking at his daughter who was close to him, Liu Changqing flipped through the photos one by one.

I searched for memories in my mind, and I kept talking in my mouth.

"This was taken by your grandfather and grandmother when they took their dad on a trip."

"This was taken on my birthday."

"This is ......"

"Then does Daddy miss Grandpa?"

Holding his head high, Liu Xiazhi looked at his father's face and asked this sentence.

Liu Changqing's words were instantly blocked, he closed his mouth and looked at the photo in his hand.

I...... Miss them?

The memories of getting along with Liu Jiancheng and his wife only exist in their own minds, but they are not things that they have personally experienced, if they have not passed away, what kind of scene would they have faced?

Something came to mind Liu Changqing was silent for a long time before he spoke.

"Well, I've always respected my father."

After saying this, Liu Changqing didn't say anything anymore, and after showing the photos on hand to his daughter one by one, Liu Changqing let his daughter play by herself.

He returned to his room with the small box containing the photo, glanced around the room, and walked to the closet.

Open the wardrobe and prepare to put the box in your closet and treasure it.

It's just that the moment he was about to put the small box down, Liu Changqing's movements were stunned, and he opened the box again and took out the notebook inside.

A man walks up to the computer desk and flips through it.

It's a diary.

And each diary is not very long, and some even have only a few words.

From beginning to end, Liu Changqing did not miss a day.

But the amount of use of the notebook is not very much, only about half of it, and most of the words in it have no content, such as what you ate and what you did today.

Soon, all the recorded diaries were also read by Liu Changqing.

Looking at the page without any handwriting, Liu Changqing stretched out his hand, took the pen on the side, rubbed off the cap with one hand, and wrote in the notebook with the pen.

Two names were written.

Liu Haicheng

Hao Jing

These two are Liu Changqing's parents of the previous generation.

With the passage of time and the fusion of the two memories in his body, Liu Changqing is afraid that if he continues like this, one day he will not be able to remember his former parents.

Looking at the two names he had written, Liu Changqing's eyes flickered a little, and the memories of his previous life flashed in his mind, and a strange feeling rose.

I don't know how long I watched it, Liu Changqing closed the pen in his hand again, and then got up from his position and came to the wardrobe.

I put the notebook in the box, closed the lid, and then closed it again.

Pushing it in hard, it reached a corner of the large wardrobe.

His eyes looked at the box, and finally he slowly closed the door of the closet with both hands.

Exhaling a breath, Liu Changqing raised his hand and patted both sides of his cheek as if cheering himself up.

He opened his door and walked out.

He asked loudly.

"What do you want to eat at night? Is tomato egg noodles OK? ”

"Good! I'm going to have more eggs! ”

Liu Xiazhi, who was watching TV, didn't reply like this.

Liu Changqing noticed his daughter's appearance, and for some reason a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Inside, I'm thinking.

Day...... You have to look ahead, don't you?

Turning around and walking to the kitchen, Liu Changqing said.

"Okay, more eggs on tomato egg noodles!"

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