Wen Yanlin came out of the airport, and it was almost dusk.

After more than ten hours of flying, he felt a little dizzy when he stepped on the ground, and most people would rest immediately after a long-distance flight, but Wen Yanlin booked the latest train and arrived directly in neighboring countries.

The scenery outside the car window was very beautiful, but he had no intention of appreciating it, and the anxiety in his heart could not be relieved, so he kept hurrying, constantly thinking about the vague destination.

Wen Yanlin never dreamed that he would die at the age of fifty-five, and return to sixteen years ago, when he was thirty-nine.

He met nineteen-year-old Xu Zhien at the age of thirty-five, and the two of them were separated and together for three years, and finally he completely broke her heart and let her go abroad, and again got the news that Xu Zhien's landlord, a very kind old lady hugged German, English and Belgian, and tried to tell him over and over again.

His daughter has no mother, and now she needs a father.

Xu Zhien died in a car accident.

After the breakup, she secretly gave birth to a child abroad without telling herself, raised it to more than a year old, and was thinking about whether to give the child a father, everything was over.

The story behind is very old-fashioned, Wen Yanlin is holding on to his spirit, but his appearance is intact but his heart has long been full of holes, this incident has caused him great damage, so that he spent the rest of his life in regret for the rest of his life, and finally died of depression.

At the moment when he was sure that he was reborn, he didn't have time to pay attention to everything in reality, and immediately turned out the long-ago email in his memory, which was a holiday greeting card sent in bulk, and finally found out a general location, and immediately booked the fastest flight to leave.

He just wanted to hurry up, hurry up and see Xu Zhien.

What did he think back then? Anyway, such an old man who can see the bottom of the future at a glance, don't delay her.

Such a good girl, bright and bright, the future is promising.

But all his youth was spent on his body, and he was bruised all over his body. He also hated himself, he was always trapped by reality, like a young man who fell headlong into love, he didn't see his usual reason and judgment at all, he always restrained and suppressed her, let her slowly suffocate, and finally had to let go of her.

originally thought that it was a way for two people to live, but who knew that once the two people who really loved each other separated, they both went to death.

In the sixteen years he lived in his previous life, what he thought about the most was what would happen if he did it again. He will never let go of Xu Zhien.

In fact, those questions are just not frank enough, and I feel afraid that this uncontrollable strange feeling is too strong.

The human instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages will subconsciously escape, or divert their attention, which leads to his hot and cold in this relationship, or when facing younger and more aggressive competitors, he does not want to fight at all, for fear of ending up with no self-esteem.

Every time, he retreated first, Xu Zhien was like a little sun with infinite enthusiasm, and after being injured, he always wiped his tears and appeared in front of him again.

This time he will get some confidence, some strange satisfaction about the self-esteem of an old man who likes her.

The entanglement between the two made him accustomed to this mode of getting along, so that when Xu Zhien didn't look back, he completely lost her.

His thoughts stopped here, and he followed the flow of people to a completely unfamiliar place.

It seems to be a picturesque small town under the mountains, full of silence and warmth, and the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers and fruits and the warm sun.

He had seen Xu Zhien's diary, and the days when he was separated from his lover and gave birth to a child, she relied on these beautiful scenery to support herself, giving her a lot of comfort and healing.

Because it was the old lady who took the child directly to go through the formalities and met him at the airport, Xu Zhien's relics were sent later, and he didn't go to where he was.

There are 360 permanent residents in this town, and he went to the past one by one, according to the photos she left behind and the landscape she had drawn hand-painted at that time.

Finally found the thirteenth, and a familiar scenery appeared in my mind.

There is a beautiful blue windowsill in the attic, and a few pots of cute little flowers, although most of the buildings in this town are similar, but those paintings and bits and pieces of text have been deeply engraved in Wen Yanlin's mind, when he sees the exact same scene, it is like a comic restoration, forming a conditioned reflex.

He took a deep breath and rang the doorbell, but no one opened the door.

Through the transparent stained glass window, you can vaguely see that the empty living room window is bright and clean, and the finishing is very artistic, and it is commendable that it is well integrated into life, so that people can feel the warmth.

For travelers who are tired of wind and frost, it is simply a spiritual home.

Xu Zhien was wearing a white comfortable long dress, printed with orange tropical fruits, her hair was pulled up casually, her figure was thin, and she always had a faint expression on her bright face, and she would only smile when her eyes fell on the little girl on her chest and back.

The little girl was about a year old, with big eyes, milk-like skin, and a pink rabbit paper sunhat on her head.

This is Wen Ruxu.

It can be said that Xu Zhien was able to integrate well into this place and be accepted after being muddy, and Wen Ruxu played a great role.

After all, no one can resist such a cute and beautiful little black-haired girl. There are no secrets in this small town, and the news that a Chinese man has come to find someone soon spread throughout the town.

She carried a baby bag on her back, a huge paper bag containing fresh fruit and bread in one hand, and a bunch of green bellflower in the other.

Greeted the neighbor familiarly, and then reached out and took out the key in the bag with difficulty.

"Xu Zhien. ”

A hoarse voice came from behind him.

Xu Zhien's hand trembled, and the key almost fell, but she still stabilized her mind and forced herself to open the door, and then she turned around and said to the man who appeared in the dream countless times behind her with a flat expression.

"Come on, come in. ”

It's like facing any less popular friend.

Wen Yanlin stepped forward to take the things in her hand, reached out to take off her backpack, and followed in silence.

The weight of the things in her hands is not light, and it is hard to imagine how she can carry a child on her chest and carry such a heavy load on her back.

And such days should be even more difficult when she was pregnant, she has lived for nearly two years.

Today is Wen Ruxu's first birthday, Xu Zhien prepared in advance, and waited for the cake shop to send her customized cake, but what she didn't expect was that Wen Yanlin would come.

She was calm on the surface, but the whole person was completely frozen, her brain was blank, and her psychological construction for so long collapsed in an instant.

Wen Yanlin and one-year-old Wen Ruxu looked at each other, only to see her yawn, reach out and rub her eyes, look at the tall man curiously, and unconsciously pronounce syllables in her mouth.

“papa。 ”

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