Ai Yanchen opened it and saw that the screensaver was a photo of Ye Tingliao, and the theme picture was the very beautiful photo taken just now. Turning on the prestige, the background of the prestige is also a photo of Ye Tingliao, Ai Yanchen chuckled, raised his head and pretended to be serious.

"So you still have a private photo?" Ai asked with a smile.

"Well, there are more private ones, I'll show you when you grow up." Is Ye Tingliao a serious person? Of course not, it will be unaware when driving, for example, at this time, Ai Yan is at a loss for a year, and there are thousands of question marks in his head.

Ai Yan doesn't care, anyway, the photos are very good-looking, much better than those stars, handsome and young, and A is gentle, which is heartwarming. She smiled like a candy kid. Ye Tingliao sat next to her with her head resting on the back of the chair, the corners of her mouth floated with a gentle arc, and her eyes looked at her as if she was nothing, gentle and delicate.

There was supposed to be a school sports meeting in April, but because it was a municipal celebration, it was abandoned, and there was a basketball game in June, and the first, second, and third middle schools had to participate, and it was a league, so the sports meeting was also shelved. Ai Yan is still a little lost, after all, there is only one chance left for high school to participate, and in the third year of high school, who is not fighting all day long, where is there still a chance to participate in these amateur projects.

So April was the easiest month for them. At the beginning, there was a holiday, and it was on for three days in a row. Ye Tingliao hates holidays the most now, because as long as it is a holiday, Ai Jun must let Ai Yanyan go home. Fortunately, Ai Jun was so busy all day long that he couldn't see anyone, which gave Ye Tingliao a chance. In addition, Han Muyou and Jiang Linlin also like to come to Ai Yanyan, and the impact of coming and going is not great.

"Ai Ai, is your dad really guarding against Ye Tingliao like a wolf?" Han Muyou felt novel. After all, there are not many enlightened fathers like Ye Duan, and there are very few like Ai Jun. At the very least, Ai Jun knew that Ye Tingliao's intention was only to strengthen control but not to put an end to it, which shows that Ai Jun is also a relatively enlightened person.

It's been a few months since the last time he ran away from home, and Ai Yan has become accustomed to Ai Jun's temperament, that is, the thunder is loud and the rain is small, and when he meets Ai Yan, it is really no problem. So, Ai Yan is now trying to call him Daddy as well.

"Pretty much." Ai thought about the camera. "You know my little apartment. My dad installed a camera for me, and as long as Ye Tingliao was still at my house after ten o'clock, my dad would call Ye Tingliao. "Ai Yan thought this thing was quite funny, but he didn't think it was unreliable, maybe it was a novelty.

"Oh my God, your dad is amazing." Han Muyou couldn't help but give a thumbs up when he heard this. "However, you haven't seen Jiang Linlin and their parents, they are completely free-range. She and Li Jinyang sleep in the same bed, do you know? As if nothing happened, the world was changing too fast beyond my imagination. ”

Ai Yan is quite curious, so it will be easier to talk about what happened last time. What is said in the book, when the love is strong, it is natural. Thinking about it like this, I still feel that that scene is a bit too much.

"Ai Ai, why are you blushing?" Jiang Linlin walked in and asked suspiciously.

"Ouch, Ai Ai, you're shy. Thinking of something good? Han Muyou quipped.

"It's not mine, it's yours, Linlin." Ai Yan quickly changed the subject.

"Mine? What good can I do to make you shy? Jiang Linlin sat down and asked strangely.

Ai Yanzhen felt that he still didn't say anything about it, so as not to embarrass everyone. So she just raised her eyebrows and smiled meaningfully, and didn't say anything. Qingming Festival is not very suitable for singing and dancing, but it really responds to the sentence "During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls". I don't know why, when the sun rarely shines in Qingming, Ai Yan has not seen it once for so many years. This year is no exception.

Ye Tingliao and Li Jinyang walked in, looked at the three little beauties who were chatting happily, and didn't say a word.

Jiang Linlin's style has always been very informal, and when she saw Li Jinyang walk in, she stood up and kissed the corner of Li Jinyang's lips, and pulled him to sit down as if she hadn't heard of it.

Ai Yanzhen and Han Muyou's eyes widened, feeling that they were beyond the scope of their shame. Ai Yanchen was even more blushing and heartbeating, and his face was like a peach, after all, the last thing was still stuck in Ai Yan's memory, and those things that were still fresh in his memory often impacted people's cognitive range.

Ye Tingliao leaned close to Ai Yan's ear and exhaled like an orchid: "Yan, I just said that our scale is already very conservative. ”

"Shut up." Ai Yan suppressed his voice and roared. Such a shy scene was so calm by him, but it made Ai Yantan seem weak.

Ye Tingliao took her hand and smiled softly, but obediently didn't say anything, sitting next to her, playing with her green onions and jade, and her slender fingers were like mutton fat, smooth and delicate.

"Uncle Ai can't come back today. He asked me to send you to the grave. After sitting for a while, Ye Tingliao said to her business.

"Well, let's go." Ai Yan nodded.

"Let's go too. It's all elders, they shouldn't blame us. Han Muyou cautiously proposed. After all, such a solemn thing as tomb sweeping is not a tour.

"There are no elders. It's my sister. Ai explained calmly. It's been almost a year, and many things have gradually been relieved. The ancestors of the Ai family have not been here for generations, Ai Jun came from the countryside, his parents died when he was very young, and those uncles and uncles have long been out of contact. Moreover, Ai Jun's entry into the old days had a bad impact on those who were old-fashioned, so everyone was reluctant to associate with him. So much so that they came to the end later, and they couldn't climb their relatives again. Ai Jun's temper, where he could stand the temper of those people, all drove away, and showed no mercy. This time Ai Jun came and went, and Ai Jun had to go to his hometown to sweep the graves of his parents or something. So Ai Jun is actually a lonely person, he has always been lonely and lonely, hanging from each other.

In this way, Ai Yan still has some pity for him, so forgive him for his mistakes.

"Huh? Do you still have a sister? Jiang Linlin was surprised.

"It's a bit complicated. But she's glad you go to see her. Ai Yan pulled the corners of his mouth, and his smile was sincere and soft. Because she is her, how can she not know her own mind.

The cherry blossoms south of Nanshan have not yet withered, and they are not depressed in the drizzle, but because of the moisturization of the spring rain, they are more and more delicate, each of them is inhabited by a cheerful flower spirit, the breeze blows, and the large pieces of cherry blossoms sneak into the no-man's land with the wind. At the very end, Ai Weiai's tombstone is the closest to the cherry blossom rain. The wind blew the flowers and fell, and a large number of flying flowers fell in front of her tombstone, like a flower burial, which was poignant.