"Why can't I take a candid shot! The son you gave birth to, you don't know yet, is the elm head. If it weren't for me, the two of them wouldn't be together so soon! It's been three years since everyone hugged them, and I didn't see my daughter-in-law's shadow until I was almost sixty," Sister Li said as she took off her sunglasses, "What's the point of living with you, I fly here and there every day, and those who don't know think I'm a widow!" If you want me to say that you father and son are just one virtue......" When Sister Li was still crackling and talking, Lao Yang directly blocked her mouth with his mouth.

Sister Li babbled for a while, and her long hand hung on Lao Yang's neck, obedient.

Women, no matter what age they are, still use simple and rough methods to coax faster.

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In the open space next to the wardrobe, a high layer of useless clutter has been piled up.

Jiang Shufei stood up with his hands on his hips and hammered his shoulders with his hands, "Ah...... I'm tired of my sister. This guy hasn't cleaned up since he moved in. ”

After tidying up the master room, I simply started tidying up the other rooms. She preferred the utility room, which must have a lot to clean up!

As expected, the dust in the utility room has been covered with a thick layer, and some things are not clear in their original appearance. She also found a lot of interesting things in it, such as Yang Chenhao's childhood toys, including Superman, building blocks, car models, and even Barbie dolls!

"Yang Chenhao, you also have such a childhood! Barbie...... I don't have any! "When she was a child, she liked to play with mud the most......

She saw a box with a red shell at the very back of the shelf, and a bow on the lid, the box was locked with a small lock, and its presence was special in the dusty utility room. Because there is no dust on the box, it looks like someone has cleaned it frequently and kept it carefully.

What could it be, important, right?

Because there were a lot of boxes under his feet, Jiang Shufei held the shelf with his left hand, bent down and stretched out his hand, and finally reached the red box placed in the innermost. As a result, I didn't hold it firmly and fell straight onto the box.

She climbed over to the box and picked up the red box.

The small lock probably opened because of the violent vibration when it was fallen just now.

Is it okay to open it? Take a look and put it back.

Jiang Shufei was about to open it, but he retracted his hand and rubbed his palm. I feel that this is very immoral, and I am snooping on other people's little secrets, and I can't help but be nervous.

In the end, she opened the lid, but the moment she opened the lid, she was stunned.

"To my favorite ...... Tong Shu ...... "She muttered the words on the cover of the top letter.

Buzzing in the head, Tong Shu?

She closed her lips and, hesitantly, opened the envelope.

The contents of the letter fell into view.

- Shu Shu, how are you doing over there lately? As winter approaches, the petals of the moon flower in your room are still silently withering, just like the day you left, quietly. You said that the moon season is the longest, isn't it thank you. Therefore, nothing in this world can stay with you forever. I miss you, I'll take care to keep warm.

In just a few sentences, between the lines, she read sadness. She recognized this handwriting, it was written by Yang Chenhao.

But who is this Shu Shu?

Where did she go over there? And why does he pay attention to keeping warm? Full of questions.

Jiang Shufei continued to flip back, and the cover of each letter was written "To my favorite Tong Shu".

- Happy birthday

Happy.

- Happy New Year.

- I went to the snowy mountain you were clamoring to go to, and it was beautiful. It's even more beautiful if you're still around.

- The weather was a little hot, and I had your favorite taro-flavored ice cream today, although I still like the vanilla flavor a little more. But for your sake, I can accommodate you. I didn't break my promise, I can really be accommodating.

……

Finally, it came to the last letter.

- She is like you, the same free and easy, the same love of laughter, the same pride.

Under the letter, a photo was pressed, which was a photo of Yang Chenhao and another girl, and in the photo, they looked so happy.

The man is tall and handsome, and the woman is a bird. The girl smiled brightly and held Yang Chenhao's arm intimately.

She is Tong Shu, a girl who looks good with a smile, as warm as a ray of sunshine in the cold winter.

Jiang Shufei's hand trembled slightly, put the photo back, and then folded all the letters back into the envelope.

After restoring everything to its original appearance, she thumped her heart with her hand and exhaled, and there was a panic there. The five flavors are mixed, as if they have knocked over the spice plate.

Why be curious, why multi-handed, why peek into other people's past.

In these years, who hasn't had a little emotional past, it's nothing. I just can't stop caring about it, and it's okay to pass it.

She didn't feel bad, she just quietly cleaned the utility room and other rooms. Then take a shower, lie down in bed, and quietly look out the window at the night sky. There was a rustling sound outside the door, and although she could hear the person deliberately lowering the volume, it was only because she had not been sleepy that she could hear it so clearly, and the alarm clock at the bedside was vaguely visible to be three o'clock in the morning.

The doorknob was turned and snapped shut.

The other side of the bed was slightly sunken, and Jiang Shufei wrapped a hand around her waist and hugged her tightly in her arms. Yang Chenhao's nose was buried in her shoulder socket, a faint body fragrance wafted into her nose, and all the fatigue disappeared at this moment. It's nice to be home, it's nice to be back with her.

He smiled contentedly.

And the person in front of him couldn't laugh. She couldn't help but care.

She didn't care that he had been with someone else, the two of them were nearly middle-aged when they met, not when they were young and ignorant, and when they were just starting to fall in love. Moreover, she also has a past.

But it's hard for her not to think about it, the lover behind her once had such a loved one, and she can't tell whether she still loves that person now, or whether she is actually a substitute.

He said, the two of them are very similar, is it talking about himself? Does he say that he is similar to the girl he once loved?

Before he could cover the heat, Jiang Shufei twisted his body and broke free, Yang Chenhao, who was about to fall asleep, woke up again, and in a daze, saw Jiang Shufei sitting on the edge of the bed, looked at him, and stood up and walked to the window.

Because he had been on the plane for more than 20 hours, he only felt sleepy, his eyelids were fighting, and he soon fell asleep again.

Yang Chenhao slept until almost noon the next day.

When he woke up, still feeling tired, he wiped his eyes and sat up. The windows were pushed open, and a cool breeze blew in from outside. He dragged his shoes downstairs to the kitchen, where a plate of sandwiches was on the table.

"Shufei?" He didn't even answer a few shouts, and it seemed that he had gone out. Originally, I thought that I would come back and discuss with her about the wedding banquet.

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