Seeing the photos in the album, his heart was even more uncomfortable, the whole book, all of which was like when he slept, and the scene was nothing more than a place, their bedroom.

Each photo is arranged in chronological order, and he has only returned here a handful of times, and every time he comes back, it is like being in a hotel, taking a shower, sleeping, not even a word, not a single eye contact.

Even he didn't know that Qin Feiyu had unknowingly planted and taken so many photos of him.

He even wondered, in the past, every time he fell asleep, Qin Feiyu would lie on the head of the bed and look at him?

It is estimated that there will be no answer to this question in this generation.

He reached out and wiped his face, took a deep breath, calmed his emotions, reached out and took the letter, gently opened it, and unfolded it.

The contents of the letter immediately came into view.

Yuchen only glanced at it, and his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a hand.

Tatsuya:

When I wrote this letter, I was very nervous, and I didn't know if I could accompany you until I was sixty years old.

What do we look like at the age of sixty, we should already have children and grandchildren, and your temper should not be as bad as when you were young.

I secretly thought about how you look at your sixty years old, as handsome as you are now, and when you get angry, you will point at me and say angrily, "Qin Feiyu, what are you doing?" It's funny to think about, but it's also beautiful.

At that time, when we were all old, I could take those pictures of myself and share them with you, so that you could see what you looked like when you were younger, and then laugh at your beer belly and age spots.

You, on the other hand, laughed at the wrinkles on my face and the deformed figure.

Two elderly men and old ladies sat under the sun, basking in the sun and bickering, how happy they were......

Chen Yi, if we can go through thirty-five years together, I will tell you personally how much I love you.

In the end, the letter was signed by the twenty-three-year-old Qin Feiyu.

The letter is finished.

Yu Chen's hand holding the letter paper shook slightly, and Yu Chen also slammed the steering wheel, his expression was unusually hideous.

The most painful thing in the world is that when you love me, I don't love you, and when I love you, you have given up on me.

Heaven played a big joke on him, if he could speak one percent of Qin Fei's heart at that time, he would not be so painful at this time.

He sat in the car for a long time, until his emotions completely calmed down, then he took out his mobile phone, and the name he had just received from the young man, and called the phone according to the above, after the phone was connected, he went straight to the point and said, "Mr. Sun, how much did the customer who bought the house cost?" ”

On the other end of the phone, Mr. Sun couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, and said with some embarrassment, "I'm sorry, this is the customer's privacy, and it is inconvenient for us to disclose it, you can ask Mrs. Yu." ”

Yu Chen also lowered his eyes and said lightly, "I have one million more than him, and you can take twenty percent of the commission from it." ”

The phone was quiet, and Yu Chen also knew very well that 200,000 yuan was definitely not a small amount for a person in his salary class, and Mr. Sun seemed to be a very shrewd person, and he had enough patience to wait for his reply.

There was silence on the other side of the phone, and after more than ten seconds, Mr. Sun's voice came from there, "The agreement has been signed here, I really don't have it easy for me to handle, otherwise, I'll help you ask and see what the other party means." ”

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