Jiang Jianing's breath froze, "Hey!"

Xue Rin'an lowered his eyes and propped his hands on the cooking table, "Don't call Mr. Xue anymore, I won't be called by name, huh?"

"Xue Rin'an!"

Jiang Jianing's cheeks were flushed on both sides, probably because they were hot and smoked when making soup.

The slight sound of water vapor coming from the steamer in the kitchen was just right at this angle, and the wall hid the light raindrops that were sitting in the dining room outside, waiting to eat.

Jiang Jianing was a little relieved.

Xue Rin'an held her waist and leaned down, "Call brother."

Jiang Jianing: "......"

Do men have this brother-sister complex?

But when Jiang Jianing mentions the word "brother" now, he inexplicably thinks of Xu Shiying's always delicate "Brother Rin An", and she is full of chills.

She puffed out her cheeks and refused, "No."

She poked hard at the pectoral muscles on his chest, "Old Xue."

Before the words fell, Xue Rin'an kissed her on the lips.

The breaths overlapped and disordered, and the steam coming out of the steamer was amplified in her ears for no reason.

The childish voice of the little rain came out of the restaurant.

"Mom! Are the buns all right?"

"Mom, I'm hungry!"

Jiang Jianing pushed him.

Xue Rin'an wrapped himself around her neck and shoulders, "I'll let you see if I'm old at night."

Jiang Jianing: "......"

The most taboo thing for men is "old".

She must have touched his taboo.

Jiang Jianing responded to Xiaoyu, pushed Xue Rin'an away, walked to the door and turned his head and winked at her, "That's ...... To be fair, you can call me old ginger, I don't think so."

Xue Rin'an: "......"

The ambiguous atmosphere was swept away in an instant.

Xue Rinan came out of the kitchen, and Zhou Jingrun called him to the study of the suite.

"Found it."

Zhou Jingrun told Xue Rinan some of the Jiang family's past.

Since Jiang Hechen's name has been found, many things have been touched, and it sounds difficult, but it is not impossible.

Neighbors, colleagues, teachers.

"You said the Jiang family who lives in the same paradise? The family is very nice, and we have two lovely daughters."

"The difference between the two daughters is five or six years old, one elementary school and one junior high school, if it hadn't happened, hey."

"I couldn't believe it on the day of the court's verdict, I don't know my face, I don't know my heart, how can he see that he is a murderer."

"He's a photographer, he's got a good job, he's got a happy family, I can't think of how he could do that kind of thing."

"I guess it's a childhood shadow? Jiang Hechen is an orphan, and his parents are gone."

"His daughter-in-law had a falling out with her family in order to marry him at that time, and she broke off the relationship and didn't go back to contact, and such a good daughter-in-law couldn't find it with a lantern, he was really blinded by lard."

That incident was a sensation among Jiang Hechen's acquaintances, and most people still remember it vividly.

"Jiang Jianing's primary school homeroom teacher has a photo of the New Year's Day parade, and I asked for it." Zhou Jingrun handed the photo to Xue Rin'an from the briefcase.

This is the only paper photograph that was not high enough pixels at the time.

There were more than a dozen little girls wearing the same clothes and makeup standing together, and he still saw her at a glance.

Xiao Jianing wore two pigtails, two plateau reds on her face, and a red embroidered dance dress with a red belly pocket, grinning.

Xue Rin'an's fingertips rubbed lightly on the photo paper, and the tip of his heart seemed to be holding something.

At lunchtime, Xiaoyu ate three steamed buns at once, and praised Jiang Jianing: "Mom's steamed buns are delicious!"

Xue Rin'an: "......"

Isn't that what he did?

Well, the Lord does.

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Jiang Jianing helped cook the sauce and sauce, and the bun skin was rolled out by Zhou Jingrun in the later stage, and the buns were wrapped together.

Jiang Jianing helped Xiao Yudian wipe the soup flowing from the corner of her mouth, "Next time, I'll give Xiao Yudian steamed buns."

A lively day passed.

In the evening, Zhou Jingrun returned to his room with the tired Xiaoyudi who was playing, Xue Rin'an had something to deal with, and went out with Wu Kai.

In the huge suite, only Jiang Jianing was left.

How lively it is when it is lively, and how lonely it is when it is lonely.

Jiang Jianing has been trying not to stop herself all day since last night, so that she has something to do, not to feel nostalgic or to recall.

The phone rang.

It was Du Qingling who called.

She looked at the constantly jumping "Mom" on her phone, and waited until the phone rang for nearly a minute and hung up a second before it hung up.

"Mom's ......"

"What did you do back to Qingyu?" Du Qingling's tone was impatient, "You can go to the south, you can go abroad!" Why do you want to go back to Qingyu?"

How much effort did it take her to change the identities of the two from Qingyu to Jiangxian, and now that Jiang Jianing has returned to Qingyu, if she shows any horses' feet, won't it be noticed by others?

The little expectation in Jiang Jianing's heart faded again.

"There's no why, just come back and see."

"What's there to see about that place?" Du Qingling said, "It's been more than ten years, how many memories do you still have in your mind? Why can't you just follow the path I've laid out for you? Jiang Jianing, can't you be obedient?"

Jiang Jianing clenched his fingers.

"Why can't I? Mom, I'm a living person, I have a mind of my own! I'm not a puppet, it's not what you draw it to be!"

Because of her emotion, her chest rose and fell violently, "Mom, I have a memory, even if it changes, I remember!" I remember everything when I was a child, I remember the first time I went to kindergarten, I remember the first time my father praised me when I had little red flowers, I still remember my sister going to dance class, I remember everything, I can't remember you except you, Mom, I can't remember what you looked like when I was a child......

I can't remember that my mother was very kind to her when she was a child, and she would sew up the holes in her torn school uniform pants, and because she wanted to eat, she would run three streets in the middle of the night to buy her crispy fried chicken nuggets, at that time, her mother loved her.

But now, I guess I hate her very much.

The phone was hung up.

Jiang Jianing's hand fell down, and the phone was thrown aside.

The figure of a man walked in from the shadow of the doorway.

With a click, Jiang Jianing hurriedly wiped his eyes, stood up sideways, and was about to avoid Xue Rin'an and go to the bathroom.

The man grabbed her wrist and pressed her back down on the couch.

Xue Rin'an squatted down on her knees, one knee against the soft cushion next to the sofa, her fingertips rubbing the tears on her face.

She was overly emotional just now, her eyes were red, and the tips of her two white ears were also red.

Xue Rin'an: "Let's go, I'll take you somewhere."

Xue Rin pulled her up, put her coat on the hanger, and went out.

The wind was still cool on the early spring nights.

Xue Rin'an knew that Jiang Jianing was cold and afraid of the cold, so when she got out of the elevator, she buttoned her coat.