Quan Huai paused and smiled: "I thought it was?" Worth all the fuss you make? Didn't you go out yesterday? I found something that I thought was yours, so I was anxious to pry it open, but I found that it didn't, and I forgot to tell you. ”

Quan Huai opened the cabinet as he spoke, there was nothing in it except a photo, Quan Huai carefully picked up the photo, only to see a family of three smiling like flowers by the lawn, the woman holding the child was particularly attention-grabbing, I don't know if the weather was too good that day, or this green dress suited her, it seemed that the whole person was extraordinarily white, the corners of the mouth seemed to be smiling and not smiling, the child in his arms was about three or four years old, and the woman was like a mold carved out, but more lively.

Quan Huai touched the girl's face in the photo and looked at Yinyin again, and said with a smile: "Yinyin also had dimples when she was a child, and she has eaten well at the third uncle's house over the years, and the fat ones are gone." After Quan Huai finished speaking, he put the photo in again, urging Quan Yinyin to eat.

Quan Yinyin looked absent-minded at a meal, Quan Huai thought it was a child who missed his mother and didn't ask much, washed the dishes after eating, turned on the TV to watch "Weather Forecast" Every day is like this, Quan Yinyin sat next to him and played with his mobile phone, laughing from time to time, Quan Huai felt a little annoyed and said that his leg hurt and went into the bedroom.

Quan Huai lay on the bed and couldn't fall asleep, he didn't have a leg pain, he was worried about Yinyin. Yinyin has not been by his side for the past nineteen years, he is old, but his daughter has grown up, he doesn't know what kind of people she has been in contact with over the years, whether she is doing well or not, all these years has been his third uncle taking care of, he has been busy, busy with work, and in the end his wife and daughter left him, his career is mediocre, fortunately, Yinyin still has love for this family, and he does not blame this derelict father, she is as understanding as her dead mother.

Quan Huai rubbed his shoulders and turned the bedroom light back on, and took a picture frame from the desk, the glass of the picture frame shimmered into a point of light under the light, and a beautiful pale woman wearing a long white dress was the same person as the photo in Kwon Yinyin's bedroom.

"Cai Wei, it's good that our children have grown up." Quan Huai looked at the photo of his wife, if it wasn't for Shengyinyin's dystocia and death, the family should be living their own lives with Hemeimei at this time, right? Quan Huai sighed heavily, put the photo back in its place, a long hair was glued to the back of the photo, Quan Huai carefully picked up the hair, the sound is short hair, not Yinyin, is it?

"Caiwei? Are you back? Quan Huai clutched that hair, and his body trembled slightly.

No one responded to him. The room was as silent as death, Quan Huai suddenly realized how ridiculous his actions were, Quan Huai threw his hair in a circle on his fingers and threw it into the trash, he may be too tired, but fortunately, the family's savings are enough, he has already resigned and intends to rest for a while.

Quan Huai opened the wardrobe and planned to find a bathrobe to take a bath, but found that the obviously messy wardrobe was neatly arranged according to the color order, Quan Huai paused, this is a habit that Gu Caiwei had when she was there, and a touch of orange fragrance is also what she likes.

He may really be crazy, Quan Huai stepped out of the room and asked, "Yinyin, did you move my wardrobe?" Yinyin was swiping her mobile phone, and said without raising her head: "Where is it?" I don't want to touch anything myself. ”