The full-length photo is a very casual T-shirt and pleated skirt, which should be taken on the spot.

The skirt is above the knees, and a pair of long legs are fair and shapely.

Apricot lambskin shoes with socks and a small lace loop.

The whole person is pink and tender, full of youth.

- Hmph, visionless bastard.

There was also an expression of grievance and tears in the back.

Duan Baiting slid the two photos back and forth, and finally stopped at the first one.

For a long time, that photo was the screensaver of his phone.

At eight o'clock in the afternoon, he was woken up by the news.

Open your eyes and turn on the light and take your phone from the couch.

She sent it to herself.

It's all pictures of her, from all angles, from all kinds of parts.

Finally, I have to add a sentence to the question: I made a mistake.

He slept at noon because there was a class.

It's late at this point in the country, and according to the usual, she should have slept.

- Haven't slept yet?

Her message came back quickly.

- Hmph, it's your business!

Duan Baiting was silent.

- Good night.

- Rest early.

He was also sleepy, got up to wash, and just walked out of the door, not knowing what to think, he stopped.

Eventually, he turned back and took his phone with him to the bathroom.

Sure enough, her message soon came back again.

- I can't sleep, it's all your fault, I'm a very small-minded person.

- I'm the best looking person in the world.

He held the toothbrush he had just squeezed out of the toothpaste and looked at the two lines on the screen.

shook his head helplessly, and the smile in his eyes was clearly doting.

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The sound in her ears gradually quieted down, and she was probably asleep, breathing long, mixed with the occasional grinding of teeth.

The phone was placed next to the pillow, and the phone did not hang up.

Her teeth grinding seemed louder than sleeping pills and alcohol.

When Song Wanyue woke up, the mobile phone was already out of power and automatically turned off.

She didn't even know when she fell asleep.

Mom made dumplings with her aunt in the living room, prepared for Chinese New Year's Eve.

She yawned and came down slowly.

Today was a good day, the only sunny day in this time. Looking at the weather forecast, there has been snow in Beicheng these days.

In the yard, Zhou Wenyang was playing chess with his grandfather.

There was no one in his house, and his mother felt sorry for the desertion in his house, and he was the only one for the New Year.

Let him come to the house.

Although Zhou Wenyang refused several times, his mother had a tough attitude, and he had no choice, so he could only agree in the end.

Song Wanyue took a bottle of water out of the refrigerator and looked at the calendar on the wall.

The day after tomorrow will be the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve.

She didn't know what she was thinking, and she looked preoccupied.

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The grandmother's funeral has not yet been dealt with, and Duan Baiting does not want to get involved in those inheritances.

In advance, he donated all his share to welfare institutions.

The ancestral hall of the Duan family covers a wide area, in the best part of the northern city, at the foot of the imperial city.

Even in the years when the real estate industry was at its most fast-growing, it remained the same.

In the early years, there were indeed investors who had the idea of this location.

Later, the project was discontinued, and it was heard that the company had been acquired.

It is not known who bought it.

In short, 100 years later, it is still the same.

The last few days of ancestor worship are over after the first day of the new year.

Duan Zhiyu didn't dare to be angry, and the elders were all there.

He could only suppress his anger, and he didn't know what the use of these foolish things was.

If we do this every year, can it be that those dead ancestors can still come back to life?

The atmosphere in the room was depressing, although it was not deserted, and the sound of conversation was always there.

But it's just a matter of maintaining a semblance of peace.

The candle on the desk was about to go out, and Duan Baiting would light a new one and replace it.

His father is here today, with his little daughter, who has just turned one.

He didn't even know how to speak, and his big black eyes looked at everything around him curiously.

The man coaxed softly.

After a while, he found an excuse and handed the young girl in his arms to Duan Baiting: "I'll go out and make a call, you ...... Hug your sister for a moment. ”

The title of sister is too unfamiliar.

Duan Baiting didn't refuse, and reached out to take it.

The little guy was very obedient in his arms, and his white and tender little round face was full of smiles, revealing a few small baby teeth that had just erupted.

Duan Baiting glanced down, then calmly withdrew his gaze.

Those eyes are still unwavering.

When Duan Jialiang entered the house, the little family entertained themselves in his arms.

A person counts his fingers and plays.

Duan Baiting was unmoved, flipping through the books on the table.

That kind of coldness and alienation treats everyone equally.

It doesn't make a difference because she's young, because she's cute, or because she's her own half-sister.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, Duan Jialiang went back first, because the child could not stay up late.

Duan Baiting stayed on guard until daytime.

When I returned to the courtyard, I had just taken a shower, and the heavy fatigue on my body seemed to have been washed away.

It's very lively outside, and I can't imagine that there will be tourists during the approaching Chinese New Year.

A landmark not far away, it's a place for almost every visitor to the North Side.

In order to get the best viewing spot, there are people queuing at four or five o'clock.

Duan Baiting walked back to the courtyard from the ancestral hall with a cigarette in his mouth, and he could even see the crowd blocking there.

In the early morning of winter, the cold wind is as sharp as a blade.

He was full of incense, sat on the sofa after taking a shower, and turned on the TV.

A table that can be adjusted at will.

I didn't read the content, I just listened to a sound, not too quiet.

Although most of the time he prefers to be quiet.

But at this juncture where everywhere is lively, people's emotions will inevitably seem a little empty.

What's more, it was after he had experienced the excitement.

He leaned back on the couch and closed his eyes, and a man came to mind.

Not so before.

Now I seem to be used to her noisy day and night.

When the body is tired, it will be tired of being alone.

He rubbed his brow and was about to light another cigarette when the door was not closed and was pushed from the outside.

He stopped trying to get the lighter on the table, and the unlit cigarette was still in his mouth.

After a few attempts, the door was finally pushed open from the outside.

The visitor was dressed in a camel-colored tweed coat with horn buttons, and a wide scarf was circled several times, and half of his face was covered.

The coat was so long that only the ankles and the small half of the slender calves could be seen.

There were also a few flakes of snow on his shoulders and hair, and his nose and ears were red from the wind.

In the winter when the air is frosty, the sky is not yet completely bright.