The moonlight in Lin Jiawan tonight is still so sufficient.

When Yu Beichen stepped into the courtyard, he even had a feeling of staggered time.

It's just that in this courtyard, there is no warm light.

The moonlight was hazy, through the window lattice.

Even if he didn't turn on the lights, Yu Beichen could see Lin Yan's silhouette curled up on the chair with the help of the moonlight.

Heart, stinging.

Lin Yan held a black-and-white photo of her grandmother in her arms, and the tears on her face were layered.

"Yan Yan, I'm sorry, I hid it from you and deceived you with a recorded phone call."

Yu Beichen was afraid of disturbing Lin Yan, and his voice deliberately lightened his tone.

He wanted to hug Lin Yan now, but he was afraid that Lin Yan would avoid his hand.

Lin Yan raised his head and sniffed.

She was saddened that her beloved loved ones had passed away.

The moment he saw the photos on the mourning hall, Lin Yan's soul felt like he was being dragged out by life.

Still, she wasn't confused.

Yu Beichen did hide it from her, but this must be grandma's meaning.

That's why grandma left those recordings for Yu Beichen.

She must have been worried that her granddaughter would be stimulated when she was pregnant......

At the end of his life, the old man still thinks about her.

Lin Yan's tears flowed uncontrollably again.

"I'm useless, I know crying doesn't work at all, but I can't do anything but cry right now."

Yu Beichen bent down and rubbed Lin Yan's tears with his fingertips.

"Cry, crying is not meant to do anything."

Yu Beichen put his arm around her shoulders and patted her on the back.

"After crying, it's good to say goodbye to grandma."

"Grandma said she wanted you to be happy."

Lin Yan choked up in her arms and nodded, grandma Jiuquan didn't want to see her like this.

But the sad mood is still surging like a tide.

The tide will one day recede.

But grandma will always live in Lin Yan's heart.

After that, Yu Beichen picked Lin Yan into the car and sat in the back seat, Yu Beichen raised his arm.

"Wife, you bite me."

Lin Yan's red eyes shook his head.

She remembered.

They said before that if Yu Beichen deliberately concealed her, Lin Yan would bite him.

"Are you sure?"

Of course, Yu Beichen wasn't joking, he had already rolled up his sleeves, revealing his smooth forearms.

There's already a scar on it.

Lin Yan held Yu Beichen's arm, his eyes flashing.

She lowered her head, and did not open her mouth,

Instead, he sipped it up and imprinted a silent kiss on Yu Beichen's original scar.

Is this the hard bite that Lin Yan said at the beginning......

"Finished?"

"It's over."

Lin Yan responded softly to Yu Beichen's deep eyes.

How could she be willing to bite him.

When Lin Yan didn't know, Yu Beichen silently took on his grandmother's affairs and handled everything well.

did her last filial piety for her.

Lin Yan hugged Yu Beichen's arm, put his face on his arm, and closed his sour eyes.

"Husband, thank you."

My Patronus, never have to say sorry to me.

·

Four years later

Yu Beichen, who came back from the kindergarten parent-teacher conference, ripped off his tie irritably.

"Yu Shuheng, come over to me."

Qibao stepped on his calves and quietly wanted to run upstairs from behind the nanny aunt.

Every time my dad calls him by his first name like this, there is nothing good about it.

Especially after a parent-teacher conference......

Qibao had a bad premonition, and he had to hurry upstairs to find Mommy for refuge.

But Qibao's careful thinking, how could he escape Yu Beichen's eyes?

"Oops!"

Qibao was picked up by Yu Beichen by the collar on the back of his neck.

Stinky boy, still want to slip away?

Yu Beichen threw Qibao on the sofa and slapped the painting he got back from kindergarten on the coffee table.

"Tell me, what are you drawing?"

Since having Qibao, Yu Beichen's tolerance limit has been refreshed again and again.

Yu Beichen never dreamed that he would stay after every parent-teacher meeting and be taught about his son alone.

A large pile of golden spherical balls on the drawing paper was piled on top of a black square frame, crookedly twisted.

"The teacher asked me to paint, my hometown, Yancheng."

Although it is not required that a four-year-old child can draw much of an image.

But can this tell that he is painting his hometown?

Shippo held the painting up like a treasure.

"Dad, it's really good that you got this painting back, I just want to give this painting to Mommy as a birthday present~"

Yu Beichen withdrew the painting from Qibao's hand expressionlessly.

Qibao stretched out his little hand and waved it a few times, but he couldn't reach it at all.

"Don't bother your mommy."

Qibao, this child seems to be born with a backbone, called Yu Beichen's father, always add an old word in front, and when he calls Lin Yan, he will call Mommy slimy.

I don't know who taught him.

"I'm not annoyed!"

Qibao puffed out his cheeks unconvinced, pouting.

"Mommy will definitely love my paintings! You don't know how to appreciate. ”

"Are you so sure?"

Yu Beichen pinched Qibao's bulging face.

"Of course, the last time I went out with my mom to run errands, I found that Mommy was very afraid of the dark alley, and I drew a lot of sun light in the alley so that Mommy wouldn't be afraid.

Do you think she can't like it? ”

Tong Yan is unscrupulous, but Yu Beichen seems to know what is going on in the small alley that Qibao said, it is the shadow left by Lin Yan when he was a student.

Well......

He seems to know that this year's birthday, what to give Lin Yan a good thing to give.

"This painting is confiscated, and this matter is not allowed to be mentioned to your mommy again, and it is also a gift."

"Why!"

Qibao pouts the old man, and his dad always bullies him while Mommy is away.

"I'm your dad."

"You are hegemonic!"

Qibao's protest was ineffective, and Yu Beichen reached out and flicked his little brain.

"Perhaps, you want your mommy to know that you stole her eyeliner and made faces to the whole class when you were napping?"

Qibao's little tail was firmly grabbed by Yu Beichen.

"Isn't it just a painting, if you like it, I'll draw two more for you."

Qibao muttered a glance at Yu Beichen.

It's not the whole class, he didn't paint Gu Xiaohan.

Lin Yan's birthday this year, as usual, everyone gets together.

But the difference is that this year is more lively than usual.

Because this year, Lin Qi is coming back.

Time has passed, and he was an unknown intern agent.

has become the boss of the rising star Qixing Entertainment.

I heard that I came back this time and brought my fiancée with me.

On the day of the birthday banquet, Yu Beichen walked into the sky garden with Lin Yan in his arms.

Time did not leave any traces on Lin Yan's face, but it made her more and more of a mature woman's charm.

"Mommy, this is for you!"

Qibao, who was wearing a small bow tie, ran over and handed his painting to Lin Yan.

"Wow, this is the painted Mommy, thank you Shippo."

Lin Yan smiled and bent his eyes, and patted Qibao's little head happily.

Qibao glanced at Yu Beichen proudly.

The little look seemed to say:

Slightly slightly~

Let you snatch my painting, I'll take it out first, and I'll see what you do later.