Ye Jiaqi took him to eat small balls, and the two sat in the breakfast hall in Chinatown, which is an authentic Beijing flavor. [Full text reading. 】

I don't know if it's heat or tears, her eyes are hazy.

From time to time, some complete memories popped out of her mind.

Sometimes, she almost sees the little one in front of her as his father.

Some obsessions are really like being carved by a knife, perhaps, three lives and three lives will not be forgotten.

After breakfast, she went shopping hand in hand with the little one.

She bought sugar gourds and marshmallows for Xiao Fanfan, just like someone once bought them for her.

It wasn't until the afternoon that Joe Chengfan would take her to that "beautiful place".

"Xiao Fanfan, where is that place? Shall we walk past? Ye Jiaqi was curious.

"It's tiring to walk, let's take the car."

"Okay."

Qiao Chengfan is really familiar with London, and he has a good memory, so he took her along the way.

The taxi circled around and soon arrived at a relatively secluded manor.

The manor is not independent, there are several large and small manors in this area, which seem to belong to different families.

After getting out of the car, Joe sailed her to stop at one of the largest estates.

The scenery here is beautiful, there are hills, there are fields, there are trees and the scenery is beautiful, like an oil painting.

Ye Jiaqi stood in place, staring intently at everything in front of him.

So beautiful.

Although it is winter, it does not affect the beautiful scenery here, with the murmuring of the stream and the tinkling of the clear spring.

Take a deep breath and the air will smell fresh.

"Qiqi, I'll take you away." Joe Chengfan took her hand.

There were two servants at the entrance to the manor, and the largest manor looked deserted, uninhabited for a long time.

From the iron gate, she could see some of the sights inside.

The house was beautifully designed, and the garden was full of plants, many of which were British plants that she had never seen before.

The maid at the door seemed to have not seen anyone coming for a long time, and when he saw Qiao Chengfan, his eyes were bright!

"Little master?"

"Fauber, Comber, Happy New Year." Qiao Chengfan politely shouted, behaving like a little gentleman.

"Little master, it's really you, why are you here? Coming alone? This is the one who is."

"My family is seven-seven." Qiao Chengfan introduced.

Ye Jiaqi suddenly realized, here, is where Qiao Chengfan grew up?

In other words, was it the place where Qiao Sinian and Qiao Chengfan stayed together for those three years?

No wonder, it's so beautiful here.

Josley was an elegant man who loved the nice and delicate things, and it was not surprising that he had such an estate in London.

"Little Master, after you and Qiao Ye left, you haven't come back. Happy New Year. ”

"Daddy is in the country."

"So, little master, come in, it's cold outside. The manor is very clean, but there are fewer people, except for me and you Comber, there are only two girls who clean the manor, and they go back for the New Year today. ”

"Okay."

Qiao Chengfan held Ye Jiaqi's hand: "Qiqi, let's go in, it's cold outside, it's going to catch a cold." ”

Ye Jiaqi nodded and let the little guy lead him.

It turns out that this is where Joe grew up in Sailing.

This place is different from Qiao's house, but the two places cannot be compared, and they are both beautiful.

"Qiqi, look, that swing, Dad made it for me."

"Qiqi, look, that tree was planted on my birthday."

"That little nest, rice balls are my favorite!"

"This is the staircase, and from here you can get into the house."