Su Yile looked over there in a daze, with a soft smile.

There are traces of time, but it is so soft and beautiful.

and the gentle woman in that photo, slowly overlapping.

They drifted away.

Su Yile rushed forward.

Hei Siyu grabbed her and frowned, "Le! ”

With tears in his eyes, Su Yile turned his head, "Hei Siyu, do you believe that some people are not dead, but in another place, forgetting everything and living well?" ”

Hei Siyu was stunned, but he was not happy with her emotions.

Su Yile tilted her head and looked at the woman, she suddenly laughed, that middle-aged woman, it seems, so good, so gentle, beside that middle-aged man, everything, so peaceful, peaceful.

At night, Su Yile knew everything about the woman.

Fu Qingze is a Chinese chef at a restaurant on the island.

That day, the guy called him out of the kitchen and said that someone was looking for him.

He put down his things and walked out.

When he saw that the person who was looking for him, he didn't seem to know the girl, but the girl smiled kindly.

He felt a sense of familiarity, quite inexplicable.

On this island, the Oriental face who came to play occasionally saw it, so he sat down opposite her, and asked her what he was looking for, and he wondered if it was the problem of his cooking.

He looked at the untouched dishes on the table, and was puzzled.

Finally, the girl spoke.

"Mr. Fu, giving up his once prosperous career, coming to this small island, living for so many years, and being a chef, it is really admirable and sighing." Su Yile said with a smile.

Fu Qingze stiffened in an instant, looked at her in disbelief, and then shook his head with a disguised smile, "Little girl, I don't understand what you're talking about, are you here to play?" There is a Poseidon Pagoda on the east side, where many girls like to make wishes and watch. He introduced, a faint sense of tension.

Su Yile nodded, "Thank you." Then he looked at him again, "Mr. Fu, your wife, didn't you come to accompany you today?" ”

Fu Qingze secretly looked at the little girl and shook his head, "Does the little girl still know about my wife?" Thank you for your concern. He secretly wondered, in the end, who was this seemingly very young girl, and what was she doing? Why would you know about him more than twenty years ago!

Su Yile suddenly lowered his head, as if he was enduring something, raised his head again, and looked at him, "I just came to see her." ”

Fu Qingze froze, his face was full of vigilance, and he was nervous, "Who are you?" What do you want to do? My wife and I have lived here for over twenty years and have not made a feud or done anything. ”

Su Yile looked at him and shook his head, "You don't have to be nervous, I didn't do anything, she is very gentle and kind." She smiled, tears in her eyes.

"Who the hell are you?" Fu Qingze stiffened to the extreme, and asked nervously.

Su Yile shook his head again, still with tears in his eyes, "She's doing well, she's very happy, she has no intention of remembering the past, so it's good." ”

Fu Qingze was full of panic at this time, and she ...... Who the hell is she? Why do you know so much? Why do you know that what has been buried?

He was scared, nervous.

Su Yile looked at this man, she should actually blame this man.

Let her, without ......

"Kiyozawa." A soft voice came.

Fu Qingze raised his head and stood up, "Arou, why are you here?" ”