Seeing the woman, Yu Heng got up and beckoned, "Mom"

It's Mu Shen Yan!

Song Jiawen stiffened and sat at the table without looking back.

Jiang Yan glanced at her and turned his head to look at Mu Shenyan, who was striding forward.

In the imagination, the rich lady is a master of Chinese painting, graceful and luxurious, young and beautiful, and she can't see her real age. It doesn't exist, the woman in front of her has gray hair, maybe because she is in too much hurry all the way, or she is nervous, the hair on her temples and forehead is wet and sticks to her cheeks, she is wearing black long-sleeved trousers, there are obvious mud spots on her pants, and her blouse is wrinkled, and the whole person looks quite embarrassed.

But a pair of big eyes with obvious dark circles looked at Song Jiawen with hope.

Mu Shenyan walked to the table, but before the person sat down, his eyes didn't let go after he caught Song Jiawen's figure when he entered the door.

"You sit down first."

Yu Heng gave up the seat inside, let Mu Shenyan go in and sit down, and then opened his mouth to explain or say something, but saw that his mother had already rolled down two strings of tears in her eyes, trembling and reaching out to grab Song Jiawen, but when she was about to touch her arm, she retracted it again, and pointed to a faint scar on her forearm with teary eyes, and choked up, "This is where your second brother accidentally cut it with a knife when he was peeling an apple. Your skin is tender, and you bleed a lot at that time, and your grandmother was very angry and wanted to whip your second brother with a feather duster, and you cried while saying good things for your second brother."

There is indeed such a thing, the second child is cunning, no matter what happens, he can always make Xiao Si towards him.

Grandmother?

Song Jiawen raised her head blankly, why was there never this old man in her memory?

Did she forget about her grandmother?

She looked at Mu Shenyan, compared to the other party's uncontrollable excitement, her calmness looked a little cold-blooded.

"Can you stop crying yet? I would like to ask, how can you be sure that I am your daughter? ”

As soon as he asked this, Mu Shenyan became even more excited, "Of course I can be sure what my daughter will look like, what her facial features, eyes, nose and mouth will look like, I remember it clearly, whether it is ten years or twenty years, I can recognize it. Little four, you"

Mu Shenyan stretched out her two hands, although across the table, she still wanted to hug them.

But Song Jiawen avoided it, she even stood up and wanted to run out, looking like she couldn't avoid it.

But because Jiang Yan was outside, his body stagnated in his seat.

Mu Shenyan was stunned for a moment, and quickly stood up, "Little four."

But the daughter and the boy walked in a hurry.

Yu Heng knew why Xiao Si would refuse his mother's hug and leave, he calmly pulled Mu Shenyan, who wanted to chase out, "Mom, I have to tell you something." ”

"What? There's something you'll talk about later, didn't you see your sister leaving? Get out of the way. ”

"It has something to do with Xiao Si's disappearance back then."

Mu Shenyan paused when he heard the words, and looked up at his eldest son.

On the other side, Song Jiawen walked quickly after coming out of the café, she walked into the school in one breath, and she didn't look at the road, she just walked forward, and when she reacted, she realized that she was not walking back to the dormitory.

She looked up blankly at the unfamiliar surroundings around her, and a wave of fear swelled up in her heart for a moment.

Fortunately, Jiang Yan followed behind her, and when she saw her stop, she hurriedly stepped forward, looked down at her feet and asked, "Feet don't hurt anymore?" ”

I walked so fast just now that I obviously forgot that I had blisters on my feet.

"It hurts."

Seeing Jiang Yan, the fear in his heart dissipated in an instant, but he grabbed the hem of his clothes in the next moment, "You carry me." ”

"I'll show you your feet, soak them out and get better tomorrow."

Song Jiawen nodded.

Jiang Yan looked left and right, and found that only the small pavilion in front of him could sit people, and there were street lamps that could shine, but at this time, there was a couple inside who were hugging Qingqing and me.

He didn't care, he walked straight in with Song Jiawen, and then under the stunned eyes of the other party, let Song Jiawen sit on the stone bench opposite them, and then he sat down next to him, bent over and took off her shoes and socks, lifted her feet slightly, and looked carefully at the soles of her feet against the street lamp.

The innocently disturbed couple:.

The girl snorted in displeasure and turned her head to look at her boyfriend, and his intention to let him come out was obvious.

But the hateful thing is that the boyfriend stared at the girl opposite.

The girl suddenly stood up, turned around and ran out of the small pavilion in a huff.

The boy reacted and hurriedly got up to chase after him.

The two people who stayed in the pavilion didn't feel the slightest guilt for squeezing out others, as if nothing had happened, one with his legs half hanging his head, and one arm holding the stone table to support his upper body.

The other always focused on the two little crystal white feet in the palm of his hand, and did not lift his eyelids to look at the couple.

After a closer inspection, he reluctantly put down one of his feet, put the other on his knee, and said softly, "There are two bubbles on this one, I squeezed it?" ”

Song Jiawen nodded, but looking at her appearance, she shouldn't have heard what he was saying at all.

Jiang Yan suppressed the different thoughts that were pouring out of his heart, first took out a pack of tissues from his pocket, and then pinched the nails of his right thumb and index finger against the center of the blister, and suddenly a stream of water gushed out of it.

"Pain"

After Song Jiawen finished speaking, her two big eyes were like opening a floodgate, and tears poured out

After coming back from rebirth, this was the first time Jiang Yan had seen her cry, or rather, the first time she had cried in front of people.

He glanced up at her, lowered his head and continued to squeeze out the other blister, then wiped her clean with a tissue, carefully put on his socks, and then put his foot down.

Jiang Yan silently took out a tissue again, wiped the tears on her face that she couldn't wipe away, watching her cry uncontrollably, and feeling that her heart was also hurting.

Her previous thoughts were right, this pro shouldn't admit it!

Approaching nine o'clock, Jiang Yan carried Song Jiawen back to the girls' dormitory, and told her when she left, "Don't forget to put sanitary napkins in your shoes when you go back, and don't think about anything, sleep well." “

After crying, the depression in her heart has dissipated a lot, which will make Song Jiawen feel more comfortable than before.

Fortunately, everyone was very tired today, and when she returned to the dormitory, Liang Yujun and the three of them were already asleep, and no one paid attention to her slightly swollen eyes.

Song Jiawen went to the bathroom to wash her face, and climbed into bed after a simple cleanup.

I thought I would toss and turn and find it difficult to sleep, but I fell asleep in a few minutes.

I don't know if it's because Mu Shenyan mentioned her grandmother to her at night, this night, in Song Jiawen's dream, a kind-faced and amiable old lady appeared, with silver hair tied behind her head, holding a small carving knife in her hand, while skillfully carving on wood, while telling her, "Our little four like foxes, don't we?" Look, grandma will carve it for you right away."

Although I am very Buddha, but I have three changes, give a monthly ticket?