But my sister has been missing for more than 20 years, and she was only one and a half years old when she disappeared, so it is impossible to remember this home. It's almost impossible to find it now.

He Xiyan pulled Ye Hao out of this room, this is her parents' room, no one has slept here for 9 years, she kept the room as it was, not even a piece of clothing or paper was lost.

In the days when her mother first left, she used to cry in this room, when she was only sixteen years old, but she suffered the greatest pain in the world, she lost her parents, lost her grandparents, lost all the relatives who cared about her and loved her, and the rest of the relatives and relatives were like they didn't know her, and they wanted to break off their relationship with her, lest she go to them to borrow money to go to school.

At that time, she even had the idea of wanting to go with her mother, but she still survived strongly, because she promised her mother that no matter what happened in this life, she would live well.

At night, she leaned on Ye Hao's arms, and the two of them sat on the bed together and chatted. Ye Hao flipped through the thick albums he had just taken off the bookshelf, on which there were paintings drawn by He Xiyan from childhood to adulthood, from pencil drawings to sketches, character portraits, to colors, ink paintings, and oil paintings, which recorded almost the entire process of her growth.

"You love to draw?" Ye Hao gently stroked her long hair.

He Xiyan nodded, "Yes, I started learning when I was five years old, but unfortunately I didn't learn well and didn't draw well enough, so I didn't make a big deal."

Thinking about her dream when she was a child, it turned out to be a painter, how self-conscious.

Ye Hao smiled faintly and said with some pity, "I paint very well, and I have some talent, so I shouldn't have met a good teacher." ”

If you have a good teacher, you should be able to achieve something.

He Xiyan just smiled helplessly. After all, their family is not rich and expensive, and her parents spent a lot of money in order to let her learn to paint, and their family can't afford to hire an expensive teacher.

She is already grateful to have been able to study for so many years.

Put away a few albums and put them back in their original positions. He Xiyan turned off the headlights on the roof, then closed the curtains tightly and turned on a bedside night light.

The orange light illuminated the head of the bed, and under the light, He Xiyan was a little fascinated to see Ye Hao's extremely perfect face. He has thick black hair, a pair of seductive peach blossom eyes under a pair of sword eyebrows, and amber eyes are extraordinarily deep at night, as if one would fall into them if you are not careful. At this time, he was wearing a dark blue bathrobe, and the belt around his waist was loosely tied, revealing a large area of wheat-colored skin on his chest, which looked very sexy.

He Xiyan sometimes thinks that her husband must be the kind of partner that many women fantasize about, and even she sometimes has an inexplicable urge to get close to him when she looks at him.

"What are you thinking? Ye Hao pulled her over and let her pilllow on his arm. During this time, because she was pregnant, in order to avoid misfire at night, he didn't sleep with her in his arms for a while.

He Xiyan didn't speak, she buried her face in his neck socket, and a small hand gently placed it on his abdomen, caressing the strong muscles on it. And in front of this man, she is much bolder, she will take the initiative to tease him and get close to him, unlike before, she seems very passive in the affairs of men and women, and she almost does not dare to take the initiative to do such things.

She thought this was a normal couple.