Tong Kexin took Tong Tong to sit in the back seat, and at the same time, the black Lincoln who passed by the taxi, the man sitting in the back seat seemed to be aware of it, turned his head, and only saw a big and a small hugging figure.

Strange, what's the feeling of the sudden jump in my heart just now?

Flipping through the "Gone with the Wind" on the car, the hairy corners all reveal that this is a book that is often read by the owner.

Xiao Mochen gently rubbed the footer, still remembering that it was in high school, Lian Xiaoya, and Yan Baifan, the three of them were not strangers, Xiaoya often held this book and leaned against the plane tree on campus to read, what happened in the end?

Xiao Mojin clenched his fists, if it weren't for that incident, wouldn't the three of them be like this?

Suddenly, a piece of paper slipped out of the page, Xiao Moji picked it up and looked at it, and wrote a sentence from the paper torn off by the post-it note with a slight yellow.

"Good service, this hundred yuan is your tip, goodbye!" Juanxiu's handwriting, the strength of the pen tip made the paper almost punctured, and he remembered.

Five years ago, after that incident, he got drunk, and then, he remembered going to bed with a woman, and when he woke up, there was a red renminbi pressed on this note, did this treat him as a duck, and he tore up the renminbi casually when he was angry, and the note was sandwiched in the book by him, and he vowed to find that woman and make her look good.

After five years, the woman disappeared like a stone, and after looking for a month, he didn't care about it.

Xiao Mojian, who wanted to throw the note into the trash, paused, and finally put it back in its place.

"Mommy, Daddy Yan's phone." Tong Tong raised his head in Tong Kexin's arms, and looked expectantly at the ringing of Yan Baifan's special phone in Tong Kexin's bag.

Tong Kexin touched his son's head and picked up the phone from his bag.

"Hey, White Sail."

"Kexin, have you arrived?"

"Well, just got off the plane."

"Where are you? I asked the driver to pick you up. ”

"Don't bother, I'm already in the taxi."

"You take Tong Tong to my house No. 104 in Jingxiu Garden first, and the key is in my bag."

"Thank you, White Sail." Tong Kexin thanked him gratefully.

"What else do you and I say thank you for?" There was a sound of elegant laughter.

"Father Yan, I'm Tong Tong, I miss you so much." The little boy leaned over and shouted into the phone.

"Tong Tong obediently listens to his mother, Father Yan will be back tomorrow."

"Remember to bring me something delicious!"

"Chocolate and cake are the favourites of children with children."

"Yes, Daddy Yan is the best." Tong Tong dances in the car.

"That boy is obedient!"

"Well, Tong Tong must be obedient."

After hanging up the phone, Tong Kexin took Tong Tong to the house in Jingxiu Garden in the city, which is very close to the school and business district, and it is convenient to find a job here.

Before returning to China, she had already submitted resumes to several companies, but none of them had replied to her so far.

Flip through the compartment in the bag to the key and enter the door.

This is a three-bedroom and two-living room house, about 200 square meters, more than enough for her and Tong Tong.

The house is regularly taken care of, it is very clean, and you can move in directly with the child to the supermarket to buy some daily necessities.

After a day's flight, the mother and son were also tired, so they simply washed up and rested with their son in their arms.