As for the next, Yan Qingqing plans to try not to have any contact with Ji Wuxian.

Fortunately, the silly girl was unusually decisive five years ago.

Yan Qingqing carried out this decisiveness to the end.

Time will dilute everything, Ji Wuxian needs time, forget about the silly girl.

She believes.

Because she also needs time to heal the seemingly indelible wounds that Jiang Hanyue left on her.

Does time really dilute everything?

Yes.

Yan Qingqing was not sure.

"Mommy, what are you thinking about standing here?"

At this time, Yao'er took small steps and entered the room.

Her big eyes, like two little stars, sparkled and fluttered.

Yan Qingqing noticed the cunning flashing in her little eyes, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she couldn't help but tap her little head: "Yao'er, tell me honestly, what did you say to your handsome uncle." ”

"Hey, it's nothing." Yao'er pretended to be old-fashioned and sighed, then stretched out her little hand, pouted and said, "Mommy, borrow your wallet for Yao'er." ”

Yan Qingqing was slightly stunned, she wanted to see what tricks this little girl could play.

Yan Qingqing took out the silly girl's purse from her pocket and handed it to Yao'er.

The size of the wallet is larger than Yao'er's two small hands.

However, she skillfully pulled out a photo from her purse holder. It was as if she had seen it many times, the action of taking the photo out of her purse.

Yao'er took the photo, her big eyes were bright, and she was covered with deep sadness: "Mommy, I told Uncle Shuai that I had seen him abroad." It's just because Mommy's wallet has always had his photo.

Mommy often takes out photos to look at, either laughing or crying, and Yao'er is afraid that Mommy will have a mental disorder. After Yao'er finished speaking, Uncle Shuai was very happy and kissed Yao'er. ”

The corners of Yan Qingqing's mouth twitched twice, in her memory, the stupid girl was indeed like this.

It's no wonder that Ji Wuxian is so sure of the silly girl, and he still loves him.

"Mommy, is Yao'er wrong?" Yao'er blinked, looking extremely innocent.

If it was yesterday, Yan Qingqing really thought that she was very innocent.

After all, in the memory of the silly girl, Yao'er is the image of the little witch being naughty and mischievous, but Yan Qingqing didn't care, the four-year-old is not a little bit, no matter how much the little witch can be mischievous.

But after more than a day of getting along, Yan Qingqing recognized Yao'er clearly, she was a little ghost.

Originally, Yan Qingqing was going to say a few words about Yao'er, but now she couldn't bear to see Yao'er innocently selling cuteness.

Who called her, there is such a daughter inexplicably.

Yan Qingqing also understood why her parents loved her sister more since she was a child.

"Mommy, take it."

While Yan Qingqing was reminiscing, Yao'er put the wallet in her hand, turned around and trotted.

Yan Qingqing was puzzled until Yao'er left the bedroom and said, "Mommy, this is given by Uncle Shuai, and he said that it was enough money to pay the rent." Uncle Shuai also said that he will earn the money in the future. Mommy, Yao'er is hungry, so let's go watch the cartoon first. ”

Yan Qingqing lowered her eyes, looked at the half-open wallet, and found that there was an extra black card.

In the memory of the silly girl, this black card is a high-end credit card, called a black card, which only a few successful people can have.

Yan Qingqing naturally didn't need it, she didn't want to intersect with her anymore.

Yan Qingqing shook her head, Yao'er ran out, probably afraid that she would blame.

In fact, she won't blame, but she still has to criticize seriously. Otherwise, in the future, this little girl will tell Ji Wuxian everything.

Thinking of this, Yan Qingqing walked out of the bedroom expressionlessly.

As soon as I arrived in the living room, I saw Yao'er standing in front of the sofa, hanging her little head, bowing her head and looking like she had done something wrong.

Yan Qingqing was angry and funny in her heart, and said extremely seriously on the surface: "Yao'er, don't talk to your handsome uncle in the future, do you know?" ”

"Uh-huh." Yao'er nodded frantically, then raised her head and said pitifully, "Mommy, Yao'er is hungry." ”

Yan Qingqing was helpless: "Okay, take you out to eat." ”

She can't cook, so she has to go out.

When Yao'er heard this, she instantly returned to her usual happiness.

……

Eight o'clock in the evening.

Yan Qingqing took Yao'er home and ate noodles at a roadside stall at random. Yao'er wanted to play more outside, so she played until eight o'clock.

If Yan Qingqing hadn't said that she would have to go to kindergarten tomorrow morning, she wouldn't have come back obediently.

Yan Qingqing was about to close the door of his house at this moment, but unexpectedly, the door was ajar.

It was still dark inside, but Yan Qingqing could see that under the wall of the living room inside, there were two white candles burning.

The flickering flame of the white candle made her faintly see the black-and-white photos hanging on the walls.

A black-and-white photo of a middle-aged woman mopping the floor at noon yesterday.

Yan Qingqing's eyes narrowed slightly, and she didn't care too much, and closed the door directly.

As long as the ghosts inside don't hurt people and don't disturb her, she doesn't bother to pay attention to them.

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