391st I Want to Have a Home (2)

"You wait here, I'll be right back. ”

After Bo Yan finished speaking, he pushed the door out directly. Xia Siyu also walked around the room.

Although the house is a small bungalow, it is very clean. The little boy's toys are nothing more than pistols, model airplanes, model cars, transformers and other toys, and she is not very interested.

But as she walked, she saw something that looked like a yellowed book.

Bo Yan is such a big person, he would like to write a diary? Xia Siyu was a little curious, and turned his head to see that Bo Yan was not there. Although it's not good to look at people's privacy, but he bullied her, it shouldn't matter if she looks at her quietly, right?

So she took out the notebook, this thing is very well packaged, using kraft paper as the book cover, obviously carefully protected. A few words were written crookedly on it: "Me and Mom and Dad." ”

Is it about his parents? Xia Siyu only knows that Bo Yan's parents died when he was a child, and he lived with his grandparents when he was very young. Under the fence, it is inevitable that he will be looked down upon, so he has a bad relationship with his family.

Then ...... Just one glance, I promise not to look at the contents of the diary he wrote, just look at the title!

Xia Siyu opened the page of the book, only to find that this is not a diary, this is a photo album.

It looks like he was in elementary school. A young couple, the man is elegant and tall, the woman is gentle and friendly, and there is a child of six or seven years old in the middle, and his smiling eyes are narrowed. The background seems to be a school.

The font below is very beautiful: "A Yan took a group photo of elementary school." ”

This is probably written by his mother.

Xia Siyu glanced at his parents, in fact, Bo Yan looked very flattering, and he happened to learn the strengths of his parents. Dad is tall, but his eyes have inherited the slender eyes of the Bo family. And mom's eyes are big and typical

of peach blossom eyes. Bo Yan's eyes followed his mother. The nose is very stiff in the family of three, but the lips are not like my mother's cherry mouth, which is similar to my father.

It's a photo album, not a diary, which is slightly better.

Xia Siyu flipped back, "Ah Yan's sports meeting, long-distance running champion!"

An exclamation point was also used, and it was obvious that the parents were very proud of their son's achievements. Bo Yan was wearing a sweatshirt and sweatpants, and he didn't know where to roll in the dirt, holding the medal of the first place - a small red flower. It's completely different from this cold and unsmiling guy now, and he laughs very happily.

There is also a father and son playing football together, Bo Yan is stepping on the ball, and his father is also wearing a sportsshirt, both of them are wearing No. 10 jerseys and making a V-shaped gesture of victory. Written below is "In-Person Football Match".

Obviously, Mom is the one who pressed the shutter and made them compare to "eggplant".

Then, I started to wear winter clothes and start building snowmen. Bo Yan was wearing a thick down jacket, wrapped like a doll, with a smear of ash on his nose, as if his parents were cooking a barbecue dinner together, and he was making a mess next to him.

Looking at the scenery outside, it looks like a night view of European and American countries abroad.

Further back......

Xia Siyu was just about to flip through the next page, but Bo Yan didn't know when he had walked behind her, stretched out his arm from behind her, and gently closed the photo album: "Do you want to see it?"

The man's voice sounded above her. Xia Siyu turned around, and sure enough, Bo Yan had returned.