Zhou Zainian led her out and suddenly asked, "What was I like back then?" ”

Jian Xi lowered her head.

He chased after him: "Do you remember? ”

As soon as she raised her eyes, she looked into his eyes, and she was speechless.

With a strong hand, he hugged her in front of him and whispered in his ear, "Close your eyes." ”

She obediently closed her eyes, and her eyelashes were a little moist.

Zhou Zainian pushed her to turn around, and her voice was softer, "I'll count to one, you open your eyes, okay?" ”

Jian Xi suddenly understood, what he was referring to, grabbed his hand, his fingertips were shaking, "Zhou Zainian-"

"Shh He kissed her at the corner of the hair, "Obedient, three, two-"

Her eyes were closed, her eyelashes twitching, and she called him by name in a hoarse voice.

Zhou Zainian hugged her from behind, "I'm here, you open your eyes, and then walk over, I'm watching you here, okay?" ”

Jian Xi struggled in her heart for a long time, then suddenly turned around, shook her head and said, "I haven't seen her for a long time." ”

"How long?"

"Four years."

He laughed in her ear, "You and I haven't seen each other for four years, why haven't I seen you like this." ”

Jian Xi glanced at him quickly, lowered his eyes faster, hugged him tighter, and whispered, "I'm also afraid." ”

He patted her on the back, "You know what? It was my second aunt who told me that every mother loves her children. ”

In the blink of an eye, there are tears.

Jian Xi tried to hold her head up so that her tears would not fall.

"Can I follow her first, can you stay with me for a while?"

Zhou Zainian said okay and pulled her to stride out.

The back disappeared and turned into an alley.

Jian Xi is far away, maintaining a distance from not throwing people away.

Zhou Zainian suddenly let go of her hand and entered the store next to her, Jian Xi glanced at him and found that Jian Ming had arrived at the intersection and quickened his pace to follow.

When he turned the corner, Zhou Zainian stuffed a glass of wine into her hand, and he was still carrying a wine bottle in his hand.

Jian Xi didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and drank the wine from the cup under his gaze.

After a while, I arrived outside the Palace of Fine Arts.

After confirming that the person had entered, he found a bench with a view of the main entrance and sat down.

Zhou Zainian asked her if she wanted to go in, Jian Xi shook her head, "Mom likes to watch the exhibition very much, don't bother her." ”

Jian Xi took the initiative to pick up the wine, poured a whole glass by herself, drank it in one go, puffed out her cheeks and tried to go down.

After a while, he drank all the bottles of wine and sat quietly motionless.

Except for her cheeks flushing a little, Zhou Zainian didn't see anything unusual about her, and she was really good at drinking.

Near closing, Jian Ming came out.

Walking alone in the afterglow of the sunset, leisurely and comfortable.

Only then did Zhou Zainian see clearly that Jian Xi and her mother's appearance were very similar, and they were two completely different styles.

Concise, bright and flamboyant, concise, dignified and elegant.

The difference is in the corners of the eyes and eyebrows, but it has nothing to do with age.

Similar skirts and coats, worn on Jian Xi's body, seem to be deliberately dressed up as old-fashioned movie posters, but when they are changed to concise, it is as if they have mistakenly worn the streets of time and passed in front of you.

Jian Xi took out the camera, quickly loaded the lens, and pressed the shutter. It's obviously much more relaxed than just now, and the state of the whole person is up, following behind and casually taking pictures of the street scene and the sunset, occasionally capturing a few concise sideways silhouettes.

Zhou Zainian threw the wine bottle and glass into the garbage bin, lit a cigarette, and followed behind without hurry.

Walking to a small square, there is a street piano by the fountain, some people play, some people pass by, and some people stop to admire.

After playing, the person got up and left, and only the sound of running water could be heard.

Jian Ming walked over and pressed a key.

Jian Xi straightened his back, fixed for a while, took a quick photo, put the camera on the bench next to him, and took off his bag and put it on.

Zhou Zainian walked over and sat down and watched her make a call on her phone.

Soon, the concise cell phone rang.