"What's wrong with you?"

Kokomi smiled "What can I do, it's not much, don't you want to go back to him, if you want to continue to live here, I don't want you to have the intention of moving to other places, I don't want to say to you this time because of cold hearts, you have ideas, you want to leave, I don't want to see it." ”

She smiled at the moment.

The first time to touch his face with his hand, he has taken care of himself and his baby for so many years, she doesn't know his mind, she can't, can't hurt his heart, because she always lives in her heart, a person who can't forget anything, maybe she seems to be used to his smile for so many years, maybe this smile is to wake up.

Tears fell to the ground.

"Okay, I promise you to hold an art exhibition, if I can return to Leng Yan's side, maybe you can return to the family that originally belonged to you, in fact, you don't say that I also know that the woman who said in the park that year that she gave me a meeting gift was your mother. Wouldn't you be wondering, how do I know, you didn't tell me, because I also became a mother, I didn't know it at the beginning, and in retrospect, you looked very similar, very similar. I still don't know what happened to you, but I want you to know that they miss you. ”

Kokomi smiled and gently wiped the tears from her face with her hand.

In fact, Zuo Xin had no way of knowing that the past few years had been his happiest days and most comfortable days.

"Crying, why is it still so moving and beautiful, how can you not be fascinated by you."

A simple sentence made Zuo Xin, who was still in a low mood, smile.

"You still have the heart to laugh with me."

"Why don't you have a heart, I don't want to see you cry."

"Okay, got it, I'm going to see the little one."

"Yes."

Zuo Xin will know that this precious son actually sent an email to his biological father, and more importantly, there is only one sentence in it: "Your wife, I take care of you very beautifully, don't look for it in the future, I will worry about it in the future!" Finally, I posted a photo of Zuo Xinxiao.

On the other hand, Xinhai recently framed all the works that Zuo Xin most represents, and prepared to design the cover of the art exhibition. No one knows that after the last time the little guy gets out of school, he is tinkering with his tablet after finishing his homework.

Leng Ling's brain is very useful, and he usually knows what the teacher teaches, because Xinhai has already taught him this knowledge, and also told him the importance of self-discipline, from the beginning of the hazy, to the last point of the spirit.

I logged in to my secret mailbox once, and I really wanted to see my biological father, and I saw that there was no email I sent him, but I waited for several days and didn't wait.

When I was about to shut down, I saw a prompt pop up in the mailbox.

The mood is extremely excited, this is the first time I have exchanged with my father, although it is only the communication between the emails, but at the moment the little heart is still pounding.

Click Open email.

"Whatever you want, I'll give it to you, I want her."

On the other hand, because of the cold and strict living in Shuixi for several days, so I just went home yesterday, just read all the information of the group's internal mailbox, and then looked back at my private mailbox, few people know, when I saw a new email, I clicked on it, and the cup in his hand fell to the ground on the spot, and the water moistened the carpet.

At this moment, his eyes were all focused on the woman in the photo, the woman he had been thinking about for several years, the woman he loved the most, and her smile was still fascinated at the moment.

The hand gently touched the photo in the computer, and the hand gently stroked it.

Tears had already turned red.

On the other side, Leng Yan was very excited and anxious, because he wanted to break the other party's IP address, only to find out that the other party was actually a computer master.

"Interesting. Very interesting! ”

At this moment, Leng Ling saw that his father's reply to the email was just a few simple words, but he could feel that it seemed that his father should still love his mother very much.

So the immature little hand wrote a few words by hand: "Do you think I am short of things, or money, I'm sorry, I don't lack anything, but I can't do without Zuo Xin." ”

In the end, I brought a photo of my mother, she coaxed herself to sleep, but in the end she fell asleep, so I secretly took a photo, which was really sweet.

So I clicked send and shut down the computer.

At this time, Leng Yan has set up a special reminder for messages in his private mailbox.