As Gu Jiayin expected, the three of them set off with the other three selected from Taocun in the early morning, and rarely rested along the way, but they still arrived at five o'clock in the afternoon.

Song Miaomiao walked at the end of the crowd with Yueyue, who was tired and fell asleep for some time. It's not that other people together are unwilling to help, but Yueyue, except for her and Gu Jiayin, has a deep resistance to approaching others.

"I'll hug you for a while." Gu Jiayin approached the two and stretched out her hand to the sleeping Yueyue, but before she could take it, Yueyue seemed to realize something and drilled into Song Miaomiao's arms a little more, and she couldn't wait for the whole person to nest in her arms.

Song Miaomiao shook her head tiredly and sighed, "Forget it, it's coming soon." ”

Gu Jiayin frowned and said softly, "Yueyue is really too sticky to you." ”

Song Miaomiao turned her head, the afterglow of the setting sun shook down the mottled shadows through the leaves, and the shadows fell on Song Miaomiao's face, flickering and dark, and the shadows were so full that people couldn't see her expression clearly, but the slight curvature of the corners of her lips was clearly the familiar smile.

What Ning Jian saw was such a scene, the child had lost a lot of weight, although he was wrapped in a thick cotton coat in winter, it was still obvious that there was a girl about five or six years old in her arms, and the girl was so dependent that she was buried in her arms, and she stood in the shadows with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Hey." Someone hit him the shoulder.

Jiang Jingnan looked at Ning Jian, who was distracted, with a wicked smile and said, "Why don't you go over and help?" ”

With a light in her arms, Song Miaomiao turned around in fright, and unexpectedly crashed into a pitch-black pupil, the person's expression was as usual, but a faint light flashed in his eyes that were as black as a pool, as if a faint candlelight shone into the night.

"Song Miaomiao, I'm Jiang Jingnan, do you remember me?" A steady, loud voice came from beside him.

Song Miaomiao's eyes turned slightly, and then she saw Jiang Jingnan standing on the side with a tall posture and upright facial features.

She was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly came back to her senses, smiled politely and said softly: "Well, naturally remember, Brother Nan, this is my friend Gu Jiayin." ”

This title made Ning Jian's hand stiffen, and he stared at Jiang Jingnan, who was chatting happily without knowing it, with an unknown meaning.

Seeing that Jiang Jingnan and Gu Jiayin hit it off at first sight, Song Miaomiao took a step back with interest, and accidentally stepped on a hard object with her heels, she looked sideways, it was Ning Jian who was holding Yueyue and was stiff and didn't dare to move.

The man's delicate facial features were tense, and his eyes looked at the girl who was obviously not sleeping well in his arms, and he didn't dare to change the movements he had just picked up, for fear that a slight movement would wake up the sleeping villain.

Song Miao stared at it for two seconds, first retracted her retreating heel like a hot foot, and then poked Ning Jian's arm that was tightening more and more because of nervousness.

Yueyue has always slept lightly, except for her and Jiayin, no one can hug her, but she can still sleep in the arms of strangers at this time, it seems that she is really tired.

"Brother Jian, relax your hands and hold Yueyue." Her cold voice was as cool and soft as he had dreamed that night.

He frowned and asked in a low voice, "What did you call me just now?" ”

Song Miaomiao hesitated for a moment and repeated in a low voice: "Brother Jian." Can I call you that? ”

Ning Jian's eyebrows stretched, still expressionless, but her timbre was wrapped in a layer of richness: "Hmm." ”