She opened Weibo, and her eyes were as flat as flowing water, quenching quiet and peaceful. [No pop-ups. 】

A heart, ups and downs, has no temperature.

She edited a few words and sent-

"The New Year is here, why haven't you come back yet?"

Can he hear the call of the little sail in heaven? Xiao Fanfan misses him very much.

"Josnian, if you can hear Xiao Fanfan's voice, bless him to grow up healthy and healthy." Ye Jiaqi said softly.

In the dark, her eyes fell on the lit screen of her phone.

Clearly extinguished.

A few months earlier, she posted a Weibo, and he would also comment.

After that, no one will reply to her.

Putting away the phone, Ye Jiaqi hugged Qiao Chengfan tightly.

In a trance, like a dream.

I remember when she was pregnant, she always wondered if she would sleep with her baby in her arms every day after she was born.

She will definitely give him the best.

He wants stars, and she can pick them too.

At this moment, hugging Xiao Fanfan, that feeling is vaguely becoming a little real.

Like a faint star, as soon as you stretch out your hand, you can suddenly touch it.

The little one's body is soft, and when he is next to her, even his breath is sweet.

In the distance, there were sporadic firecrackers.

This night, Ye Jiaqi slept peacefully.

Early in the morning, she was woken up by Xiao Fanfan.

"Qiqi, this is a New Year's gift from the baby." The little guy has a small box in his hand.

Ye Jiaqi rubbed his eyes and smiled: "What?" ”

She took it and opened it.

Inside the box are roses folded in colored paper, both bright red and pink

Lifelike, beautiful, and with a lot of care.

"Xiao Fanfan folded it himself? When was it folded? Qiqi doesn't know. Ye Jiaqi looked at the little guy.

The little guy is a big ghost, and he will hide it from her if he is careful!

"I folded it a few days ago, and the roses represent love."

The little guy blinked with big eyes and was serious.

Ye Jiaqi was in a daze, and saw that he looked serious, exactly like that person.

Occasionally, a frown is frowned.

"Love? Are you going to confess to me? Ye Jiaqi smiled.

"And carry Old Joe." Qiao Chengfan remembers his father all the time, "We all love you." ”

Ye Jiaqi held his forehead, the world of children is really simple, like a blank piece of paper, without any distractions.

"Qiqi loves you too."

Ye Jiaqi stretched out his hand, pulled him closer to his arms, and kissed his little face.

"It's 'you.'" Joe Chengfan corrected her.

"You guys." Ye Jiaqi compromised.

So far, the little guy is the best to be happy, and there is no point in caring about anything else.

Ye Jiaqi also prepared a New Year's gift for the little guy, which is a set of building blocks.

Although it is not very precious, it also represents her heart.

In the future, she will give gifts to the little ones during the Chinese New Year.

"Qiqi, let's go out to eat small balls, Dad said, eat small balls on the first day of the new year, and be reunited." The little one is serious.

Suddenly, Ye Jiaqi's head was dull and painful.

He also said this to her.

In the twelve years of Qiao's house, they spent every New Year together.

No matter how busy he is, he will go home on Chinese New Year's Eve.

On the first day of the new year, when she yelled to eat something else, he would always say lightly, "Let's eat small balls, it's good to be reunited."

At that time, she still thought he was naïve.

Now that I think about it, it's just a kind of spiritual sustenance.

There are too many helpless things, and my heart is more and more eager for something called "reunion".