Later, when it was lunch time, the rain outside had basically stopped, and Ye Linglan said very regretfully: "We should start military training again." ”

"Isn't that good? Young people should be more active, and the afternoon is not so hot. Uncle Wen held the chessboard as he put it away.

"That's right," Ye Linglan's gaze swept over the photos on the wall again, "That, uncle, do you have a photo of Brother Wen when he was a child?" ”

"Oh? Xingying has it himself," Uncle Wen looked at her with a smile, "Didn't he show you?" ”

"I haven't talked to him about it when I was a child," Ye Linglan was a little embarrassed, "You can show me yours first." ”

"Okay," Uncle Wen said, then took out a photo album from the cabinet and handed it to Ye Linglan, "It's all him." ”

Ye Linglan hurriedly opened it, and the photos in it were obviously sorted by age, that is, Wen Xingying in infancy was displayed in front of her on the first page.

"Wow......" the girl subconsciously admired.

Although she doesn't know what other people's appearance was when they were babies, she knows hers and knows several girlfriends, anyway, no matter what happens to them later, their appearance as babies is not much better, probably because they didn't grow at that time?

But Wen Xingying is different, he is already with thick eyebrows and big eyes at this time, so beautiful that he can't be seen, and this photo is still colored, the child's skin is as white as fine snow, and his eyes are as bright as black gems, like a fairy child who fell into the mortal world.

The first photo alone already made Ye Linglan like it so much, and while continuing to look at it, she subconsciously said, "Uncle, can you give me this album?" ”

"It's not good," Uncle Wen was reluctant, "I like it too, and I often take it out to see it." ”

"No, this is something I'm going to see often in the future," Ye Linglan hugged the album tightly, as if she was afraid that her uncle would suddenly come over and grab it, "You must have a lot of albums, you go to see those, let me this one." ”

Father Wen was also a little crying and laughing, although he did have several photo albums, but can this be compared? The photos that belonged to Xingying were not photocopied, and it was difficult for her to see them again.

However, Father Wen didn't take it too seriously, just sighed and said: "Then give it to you, but you'd better not look at it in front of him, especially those when you were a child, he thinks it's a lifetime of black history, and he will blow up when he sees it." ”

"Okay!" Ye Linglan immediately ran out with the photo album, for fear that her uncle would regret it.

Back in the bedroom, Ye Linglan couldn't wait to open the album again, the little boy in each photo was incomparably good-looking, she couldn't wait to remember the boy's expression, movements and even clothes in every photo, and she was reluctant to look away.

And the more she looked, the more sour her eyes felt, not only because it was really good to see tears, but also because the younger boys were, or at least they thought they should be happy.

It's a pity that I didn't know him at that time, otherwise I really wanted to pinch his tender face, I really wanted to hold him in my arms, so that he could be ...... It wasn't too sad after that.

It's a pity that she doesn't have the ability to travel through time and space, and she can't really see him at that time, so the adult version of Wen Xingying came to mind, and she found that she had never wanted to see him so strongly.