Chapter 110: You Can Call 'Baba'

However, Jin Yan did not do so.

He opened his eyes and motioned to her that he was still awake.

It's just because of his opening that he finally determined that she was her.

There are many people who can make windmills, but only the ones she makes have little problems with her quirks.

The corner of the windmill is turned inward, and the corner of the inverted one, she will paint a black line on it.

She has always liked to be unique, and what she makes is no exception.

At that moment, the long-suppressed thoughts poured out like a tide...

She's She...

She's alive...

She was standing vividly in front of him.

However, he couldn't hold her in his arms.

In her eyes, he was just a stranger.

He couldn't frighten her, or rather, he couldn't scare away the almost bubble-like dream.

In the end, he could only kiss her forehead in the way he remembered her, hiding the sentence: "I miss you so much." ”

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Therefore, since he can suppress his thoughts about her, why can't he accept her hiding it from him.

Since she didn't want to say it, he would naturally reply, "Yes." ”

At this time, because the annual clothes were wet, he simply changed another set in the car, and Jin Yan walked to a booth outside the concert.

The little boy who sold lollipops was a little scared when he saw Jin Yan.

This man's eyes can kill, and in his coldness he seems to have a sharp blade hidden in his coldness, and he seals his throat with blood.

However, the little boy watched as the man picked up a glittering lollipop and asked, "How much?" ”

The little boy replied tremblingly, "20C national coins." ”

Jin Yan gave him a hundred: "No need to look for it." ”

The little boy was ecstatic when he took the money, and said to Jin Yan: "Uncle..."

Before the words fell, Jin Yan's expression froze, and his dark pupils were like murderous in the silent night: "Who asked you to call your uncle?" ”

The little boy broke out in a cold sweat, not called uncle, is he called brother? I'm only 10 years old, uncle...

However, in the face of Jin Yan's incomprehensible beak, the little boy muttered unspeakably: "Brother..."

Coincidentally, at this moment, Yang Xiu, who had just arrived at Jin Yan's side, saw this, looked at the little boy's expression that was about to cry, and prompted: "You can call it 'Baba'." ”

"Dad... Dad..."

The little boy wanted to cry even more...

Fortunately, at the moment when his end was about to fall, he was interrupted by Jin Yan: "Don't you know how to call Mr.?" What do you want to say? ”

"Oh, sir." The little boy suddenly realized, "I want to say, this candy can be engraved, do you want to carve something?" ”

When Jin Yan heard this, he lifted the lollipop, he was not interested in candy, the only memory was that because of a lollipop, the little girl was sticky to him like a piece of candy, and when he left her, he promised her that when she grew up, he would take the lollipop to marry her.

Now the memory is gone, and he...

After thinking about it, Jin Yan suddenly smiled and handed the lollipop to the little boy again: "Then engrave 'go through the years'." ”

"Yes, sir."

The little boy took the lollipop and began to engraving in earnest...

Looking at the little boy's movements, Yang Xiu's expression paused slightly, remembering that after Jin Yan came back from picking flowers with the annual rings today, he didn't say a word, and a dose of thought slipped in his eyes.

He thought about it for a moment and asked tentatively, "Sir, what happened in Jin Mansion today... Are you not satisfied, what is going on? ”

Jin Yan glanced at Yang Xiu quietly, his eyes fell to the middle of the brightly lit street, and said lightly: "Oh, I forgot to say it, if you participate in the 'hunting' of me today, the bonus will be doubled next month, and in addition, if you are injured, you will get a commission..."

"Yes, okay." When Yang Xiu heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly wrote it down with his brain.

However, at this moment, although Jin Yan's expression did not change, and his timbre did not change, it made people feel a cold wind blowing, he suddenly looked at Yang Xiu, and said word by word: "Yang Xiu, you know that I like smart people, but I don't like to be smart people." ”

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