The bright sun makes passers-by squint slightly, and the verdant green trees sway lightly with the breeze on the side of the dark cedar road, showing the pleasantness of today's weather.

A supple and tired hair was on his shoulders, his fair skin was warm in the sun, and the whiteness after being discharged from the hospital was undoubtedly revealed on Xi Lingyan's delicate face. And the complex helplessness in her heart at the moment, maybe no one will understand......

The baby in swaddling clothes, sleeping soundly with his eyes closed, as if it were not the same world as the traffic around him. Xi Lingyan's crystal clear but tired eyes looked at her child with love, and the corners of her pink and slightly dry lips rose slightly.

Xi Zhiyu - the crystallization of the feelings between Xi Lingyan and Qin Shaojing, the second son of twins. Big-eyed cute boy, innocent and cute, full of curiosity about the world. His penetrating eyes could not see the sorrow and joyful eagerness of the beautiful woman in front of him.

The jade arm swayed slightly, Xi Lingyan was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to call "taxi". It didn't take long for a taxi to stop in front of her mother and son, as if it was afraid of alarming the sleeping baby.

Get on the bus and sit down.

Beauty! Where to go? The enthusiastic taxi driver did not perceive the gloom of the guest, he was full of joy.

"En......" Xi Lingyan's eyes were as blank as if he was lost, and he didn't know where he should go for a while, people came and went, where was his homecoming? For a moment, she didn't know where she was going.

“…… Belle? The driver looked at Xi Lingyan in the rearview mirror in a daze with a puzzled face.

"Huh? Kindness! Go to the splendid city on Xinli Road. ”

- That, is one of Xiao Zicheng's many "mansions". He didn't go to that place much by himself, but where else could he go now?

In the vast sea of people, the one who loved him deeply was scarred by his own injuries. Familiarity with the eaves of the past no longer opens the door for itself.

Now the only thing that can be thought of is the person who has been precipitated over the years - Xiao Zicheng. Pick up your phone and press the familiar number.

Debussy's "Moonlight" rang, and Zicheng, who was taking a nap, was startled by the ringing of the phone. The thick eyebrows, which were troubled and heroic, were clustered together on the forehead, and the eyes under the long eyelashes were closed even tighter. The knuckle-sharp hand groped in the direction of the bell—

"Hey—who?" Xiao Zicheng's lazy voice undoubtedly revealed his dissatisfaction.

"Can I go to your place for a while? Together with Zhiyu. "Short words. The impact of the pitifully weak timbre made Xiao Zicheng sit up immediately.

"That couldn't be better." Xiao Zicheng also heard something from Nan Yuxi's words, why didn't he want to hug his beloved woman? But he couldn't, the lesson was big enough this time, he couldn't afford to gamble.

Xi Lingyan, who hung up the phone, looked at the vague pedestrian buildings running backwards, and the pictures of the previous days appeared in his mind, as if they were still vivid, and every sentence pierced his heart-

"Why the divorce?!" Looking at his angry father, Xi Lingyan did not shed tears and did not explain. "I raised you so big! Do you still want to come back and gnaw on the old! Tell you! No way! ”

“……”

"Nothing to say? You have said that I will provide for my pension if you have a share in me! You ask the man for your grandson's alimony! Don't be like your mother! Only peep into my property! ”

"I've never thought about your money! You're not qualified to mention my mother! Xi Lingyan, who was not shocked, had a little emotion on his face.

Her roar made the other party not know how to answer for a while. The man's chapped old mouth opened and closed, but it trembled without making a sound.

"You, you, don't recognize me! I don't have a daughter like you! As he spoke, his big wrinkled hand slapped on the table, and the solid and dull voice hit Ling Yanxin like a slap in the face.

Xi Lingyan sneered, resolutely turned around and left, without a little hesitation. It's really the so-called disappointing departure.

But now that he thinks about it, he left home and Qin Shaojing. No financial resources, no fixed accommodation. With a child who has no quarrel with the world. How to gain a foothold in this cannibalistic society?

He has been friends with Xiao Zicheng for many years, and now he is separated from Qin Shaojing. The first thing that came to mind was her best friend. Xi Lingyan was holding the baby, her willow eyebrows were tightly locked, her eyes were slightly closed, and her heart was confused.

Xiao Zicheng, who hung up the phone, got out of bed with a carp. Although Ling Yan took the initiative to call him and asked to stay at his house temporarily, which made him feel happy, an inexplicable uneasiness welled up in his heart.

This villa is only lived by Xiao Zicheng himself. Hearing that Xi Lingyan was coming, he hurriedly started cleaning up and down, and didn't even let the nanny help.

Jingle Bell –

"It's coming!" When Xiao Zicheng put the last fruit bowl on the coffee table, the doorbell rang. Hurriedly ran to open the door.

"Xiao Lingyan, why didn't you call me to pick you up? Still holding the baby! Saying that, between the originally cold eyebrows, he returned to the original unruly form of the young master.

Looking closely, Xi Lingyan's pale face seemed to be even paler than when he was hospitalized. Xiao Zicheng put away his joking attitude and hurried to pick up Zhiyu in her arms. Ling Yan took a step back. Leaned through the door.

"What's wrong with Xiao Lingyan? Did the person surnamed Qin bully you? Tell me! I'll beat him up! Xi Lingyan gently put the sleeping child on the sofa bed with twine on a white background, and said coldly.

"We're divorced."

The wind blew silently.

"Ah...... I'll go close the windows. Although Xiao Zicheng has thousands of questions, he can only swallow them in his mouth. Although Nan Yuxi mentioned anything to him, he never said this, he always thought that Qin Shaojing and Xi Lingyan were just having a little conflict, and he also knew that she was pregnant.

At that time, he was weak, not many people were willing to tell him so many things, and he didn't want to bother her.

Yes, he cares about everything about her, but so what? Since Ling Yan and Qin Shaojing's bastard were divorced, if he asked repeatedly, it would only be engraved on her heart.

He didn't want to ask, and he didn't want to see Ling Yan's haggard and bitter face. It's like his unspeakable love hidden deep in his heart. "Bang" closed the floor-to-ceiling window, and Xiao Zicheng went to the kitchen to prepare tea.

The voice in the house was abruptly stopped by the sentence "We are divorced".

Xi Lingyan, let go of the quiet Yu. Blankly look around. It's so familiar and so strange.

This villa is owned only by Xiao Zicheng, so when I was a child, friends liked to gather here. The laughter here is the same as before, but the people of the year have been turned upside down.

The house is also according to Zicheng's preferences, and there are a few potted plants that are simple but not luxurious. A few landscape oil paintings that have been auctioned at an unknown price.

Everything is the same as before, but it seems completely different.

"Tea is ready, your favorite black tea." Xiao Zicheng pretended to be relaxed and handed the tea to Xi Lingyan who was in a daze.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome! Just tell me what you need. Stay as long as you want! ”

Xiao Zicheng was not accustomed to Ling Yan's haggard politeness, so he took a sip of hot tea. "Ahh It's really hot!

"Poof—you're still the same." Xi Lingyan seemed to be amused, and the gloom on his face also dispersed. It's beautiful. Xiao Zicheng stuck out his tongue and thought.

"Alas......" Xi Lingyan sighed softly. returned to the previous indifference, and the originally sunny and peaceful face added a melancholy that did not conform to her temperament.

Xiao Zicheng, a merry brother who has flirted with countless sisters, didn't know what to say when facing her, Xi Lingyan.

Maybe it's because they know each other too well, maybe it's the so-called self-evident emotion, maybe it's just that they don't want her to remember the sad past. Therefore there is silence.

"I'm going to make a call." "Yes."

After a while, Xiao Zicheng shouted in the back room, "There is a seafood restaurant nearby, which is very good!" Let's go to seafood in a while! ”

"Wow......" The baby woke up. Wake up.

"Uh-uh...... Xiao Zicheng poked his head out in embarrassment and asked with a wicked smile, "Is he hungry?" ”

Xi Lingyan turned his head fiercely, "I can't eat seafood recently!" As he spoke, he walked to the guest room with the child in his arms. His face seemed to be a little flushed because of shyness.

Soon after entering the house, the crying stopped.

At this time, it happened that Xiao Zicheng called and ordered the things to be delivered.

"Young Master."

"Yes. Don't let outsiders know about these things you bought today. Dinner is made in a double light, and I send it over. ”

"Got it."

Holding a large bag of things, Xiao Zicheng walked straight to the guest room and pushed the door in.

A petite figure sat at the head of the bed and turned around in the blink of an eye. Before Zicheng's eyes were fixed, he was hit a home run by the flying pillow.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Xiao Zicheng grabbed the pillow hit on his face and put a large bag of daily necessities on the floor in his hand. Then the door was closed.

"Oops. In the future, when you enter your own house, you will have to knock on the door. Xiao Zicheng thought to himself as he ravaged the pillow in his hand.

Xi Lingyan comforted the baby, although he had no appetite, his stomach was rumbling inadvertently.

I walked over and looked through the shopping bag to see the daily necessities - pacifiers, diapers, toilet paper towels...... I can't help but sigh at Zicheng's carefulness, and a warm current in my heart is injected into the crack of love.

"Let's eat!" Xiao Zicheng said outside the door like a prophet.

Xi Lingyan picked up a spoon and drank a few sips of chicken wolfberry soup as if she was trying to survive, and was stopped by Zicheng, "I don't know who said it?" Eating happily is respecting food. Who said that? ”

"Well... I was a foodie at the time. Ling Yan said as he bit his spoon.

"I remember the little fat pig back then!" Xiao Zicheng said with a smile, and ate a large mouthful of rice as if he was quite appetizing.

Xi Lingyan seemed to be edified. A small bite of the dish. "You were as skinny as a monkey back then! Timid is still small. Are you still afraid of bugs? A sly face retorted.

"Cut, just hello! I don't know who is old, and I'm rolling all over the ground for snacks, little fat pig. ”