Time always passes abruptly when people are working and thinking.

Night always seems to come quietly when people are not ready.

Maybe it's because this winter is coming fast enough.

So the day does not last as long as the night......

Shen Jianan, who was quietly guarding his grandmother's bedside, looked at his grandmother who was gradually falling asleep, and his heart was extremely peaceful at the moment.

If there were no grandparents who loved him firmly, Shen Jiannan might not be able to grow up intact in such a malicious environment.

To this day, Shen Jiannan still remembers when he was in elementary school, his grandparents held shoes and chased down those boring people who slandered Shen Jianan and his mother Zhang Nianyou at the door.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, she has been lucky enough in this life.

Perhaps it is the things of the world that are already conserved in proportion.

Although she was not good at meeting people, she was also loved by Zhang Nianyou, her grandparents, and her father, including Lin Qin......

"Miss Cana."

Yang Ziying walked to Shen Jianan's side softly and called softly.

Shen Jianan withdrew the worry in his heart, raised his eyes to look at Yang Ziying, and chuckled slightly, "Qi Yi, they have all eaten?" ”

"Well, Miss Jianan, don't worry, they won't be hungry."

Shen Jianan and Yang Ziying laughed shallowly together.

The voices of the two were also extraordinarily soft and small.

"Grandma is asleep?"

Shen Jianan turned his head to look at his grandmother with the corners of her mouth warmly raised, and nodded at Yang Ziying, "Hmm." ”

"You go and rest too, Ziying, there's nothing wrong with me here."

Yang Ziying looked at Shen Jianan, and the corners of her lips curled gently with a smile on her face.

It seems that since noon, the love for Shen Jianan in her eyes has changed from shallow appreciation at the beginning to deeper love.

"Okay."

Yang Ziying replied softly to Shen Jianan.

When she turned around and left her grandmother's bedroom, Yang Ziying and Shen Jianan's mother Zhang Nian happened to meet again.

"Auntie."

"Well, let's go and rest, Ziying."

Shen Jianan looked at his mother, who was always gentle and warm, and there was a coquettish love in his eyes.

"Mom."

Zhang Nian stroked Shen Jianan's head again, and then looked at his sleeping grandmother.

"Let grandma have a good rest and go out with mom."

"Okay."

Zhang Nian gently turned off the light in his grandmother's bedroom and closed the door little by little.

Then, looking at Shen Jianan standing in front of her, Zhang Nian's eyes were full of love.

"Do you like the sweater your grandmother knitted for you?"

Shen Jiannan hugged the red sweater in his arms, stroked it and smiled, "I like it." ”

Zhang Nian held Shen Jianan's arm again and slowly led Shen Jiannan to the living room.

"Nannan, you sit."

Shen Jianan, who saw that Zhang Nian seemed to have something on his mind, sat down on the sofa and asked softly, "What's wrong, Mom?" ”

Zhang Nian sat next to Shen Jiannan again, and looked at Shen Jiannan with distress, "It should be that my mother asked you what's wrong, right?" ”

"Huh?"

"You were born to me, you have something in your heart, can I still know?"

Zhang Nian whispered to Shen Jianan, "Since you came back, you have pretended to have something in your heart. ”

"What is it, can you tell your mother?"

Shen Jianan tightened his hands holding the sweater, and looked at Zhang Nianyou in front of him, feeling a little sad.

But after thinking about it, she put the sweater knitted by her grandmother in her arms and reached out to take Zhang Nianyou's hand.

"Mom."

"Huh?"

Zhang Nian looked at Shen Jianan, whose expression suddenly became solemn, with some disdain, "What's the matter, Nannan." ”

After Shen Jianan's eyes were hesitant, he bit his lip lightly, "Mom...... I remember when I was six years old. ”

A trace of shock flashed in Zhang Nian's eyes again, and even the hand held by Shen Jiannan was lightly touched like an electric shock.

"You ......"

"Mom, I want to ask you, is it true or false that you said six years ago that you fell and lost your memory?"

"Are you, what's the matter, you haven't told me?"

"When are you going to tell me?"

Shen Jianan's voice was very soft.

But just like her slightly frowning brow, the light in her eyes also became sad after she asked Zhang Nian these words again.

She didn't know how many secrets her mother had kept alone, but as long as she thought about it, she knew how much pain her mother had swallowed alone for so many years.

"Southern ......"

"My name is Jiayu, isn't it, Mom?"

Zhang Nian's eyes shrank suddenly, his eyelashes trembled slightly and looked at Shen Jianan, while the corners of his lips froze, a layer of worry gradually appeared at the bottom of his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, even the way she looked at Shen Jiannan became a little evasive.

"I ......"

"Shen Chonghui has often looked for someone to spy on you in the past ten years, is this the reason why we moved several times when we arrived at my grandmother's house?"

Zhang Nian nervously withdrew the hand held by Shen Jianan, and even more directly resisted and turned his body to the side.

Shen Jianan looked at Zhang Nianyou distressedly, and layers of tears gradually appeared in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Mommy ......"

Shen Jianan gently held Zhang Nianyou's hand again.

"For many years, it is not good for you to face it alone."

"South-South ......"

Zhang Nian turned around again, and looked back at Shen Jiannan with a trace of tears in his eyes.

"No, Nannan, Mommy ......"

"Mom." Shen Jianan looked at Zhang Nianyou with gentle eyes.

"I know, you have always avoided talking about your father's true identity, and even your father's photos have always been shown to me on the grounds that you were in a hurry and didn't bring them out...... It's because you don't want me to be bothered by these old things, right? ”

"You're afraid that Shen Chonghui will make trouble for me, aren't you?"

Zhang Nian looked at Shen Jiannan with a slight tremor in his lower lip, and his hand also covered Shen Jianan's hand from under Shen Jianan's hand.

"I ......"

"Mom, don't cry."

Shen Jianan's gentle and soft "Mom, don't cry" made Zhang Nianyou's tightly knit brows loosen by two points, and the corners of his mouth also raised a relieved smile that he had never had, but his eyes were ...... But it became more and more dark and red.

"I'm always worried that you'll remember the past......"

Zhang Nian said with a light sigh to Shen Jianan with tears in his eyes.

"I'm always wondering how I'm going to explain it to you if I do."

"I've always hoped for luck, but I hope you never remember being six years old."

"I didn't expect ......"

A tear that fell quietly made Zhang Nian lower her head again, but quickly, she wiped away the tears that fell at that moment.

"Ahh

Zhang Nian let out a long breath again, squeezed out a smile and patted Shen Jianan's hand gently.

"Just think about it, it's okay, we still have nothing to do with his Shen family." Zhang Nian said with relief.

But the light in Shen Jianan's eyes deepened.

Even the smile that was still warm at the corner of his mouth slowly solidified.

"Doesn't it really matter, Mom?"

“？”

"Did you know...... How did my father die? ”

……

It's like a thunderclap that pierces the sky!

Split from the top of Zhang Nianyou's head to the soles of his feet!

At that moment, even the dark night outside the house became more profound and terrifying.

"What did you say!"

Zhang Nian got up from the sofa angrily and angrily!

Shen Jianan's face was deep and depressed, looking at his mother, who was trembling slightly, "I saw it with my own eyes." ”

I saw it with my own eyes.

One word, the tone is abrupt, clear and clear.

Zhang Nian seemed to have a blank pestle in his brain, but the surge in his chest became more and more turbulent!

Suddenly—

A flash of black light in front of me!

"Ah, Mom!"