Chapter 363

"Two rooms is two rooms."

Ma Xueyan takes up the black tea beside him, drinks the saliva to moisten his throat, and doesn't think so.

"Anyway, as long as I have money, what do I do for so much? I'm stupid if I don't get some gold from the water splashed out by the married girl! "

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The other three shook their heads and laughed.

Ma Xueyan was really good at Yan Nian before. It was after Yan Yuming died that she changed her appearance.

No one saw the mahjong player downstairs. The little woman leaning against the corner of the wall upstairs listened to their conversation quietly. She lowered her eyebrows and stared at her vamp. Her eyes were red, and a drop of crystal tears fell on the toe of her shoe.

She raised her hand, quickly shed her tears, inhaled, and went straight into a room.

That's the room where her father said he was famous.

Yannian locks the door and lies on the empty big bed in a big shape, burying his face in the pillow

Soon the pillow got wet.

Dad, I miss you so much.

I miss you so much.

She said silently again and again in her heart. Suddenly she felt that she had no power. She wanted to hide in her father's room all the time. She would never come out and be the carefree little girl in the past.

Once upon a time, she was also a little girl whose parents held her in their palms.

Ma Xueyan is very kind to her. Yan Yuming will buy her a good-looking skirt, teach her to play chess, find a tutor for her when she is not good at her study, and tutor her.

Yan Yuming is the one who loves her the most in the world.

Now Yan Yuming is gone. The one who loves her becomes jiangbeiyuan.

Jiangbeiyuan.

She only has jiangbeiyuan to hurt her.

Yannian shakes her head.

She wanted to forget the name for a while, to let her heart go, just to think of her father.

How nice it would be if Yan Yuming were still alive.

The past has been a wonderful and grateful time.

But I can't go back.

Yannian fell asleep on his stomach

She was choked up.

Only then discovered that own head unexpectedly all the time buries under the pillow.

The strange ceiling around her gave her a moment of trance.

Oh, yes.

I am at my mother's house.

I had a nightmare just now. I dreamed that someone was going to kill her. She couldn't see the man's face clearly, only knew to run for her life.

Fortunately, it's a dream.

Suddenly found that now she has completely relied on jiangbeiyuan.

Without that hug, I couldn't sleep at all.

Yannian lay on the bed for a while, got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash his face.

In the mirror, there is a face that is not painted with powder. Its features are delicate and small, its skin is white, and its watery apricot eyes are black and white, but the eyes are red and swollen, like two mature walnuts.

Yannian wipes the water drops on his face with his sleeve at will. Unwilling to go downstairs to face Ma Xueyan, he has nothing to do with it, so he thinks about sorting out the relics left by yanyuming.

The things in this room are half famous and half hers.

There is a black paper box under the bed, which is covered with a thick layer of dust, with the smell of years of dust.

Yannian takes out the box and cleans it, then opens it.

Good guy.

It's all from her middle school collection.

The old MP5, half of the gum, the arithmetic book, the expired aunt's towel, a lot of shiny sugar paper, and a bunch of messy things.

She flipped around and found that she didn't remember why she had put it in the box.

At the beginning of that year, she moved to a new school.

After many years, she forgot a lot of memories, especially the day when she moved.

It was drizzling that day. The weather was gray. Yan Yuming was driving a private car. He sat in front with Ma Xueyan. They talked and laughed.

She sat alone in the back of the car, with one hand on her cheek, staring silently at the rain falling from the window glass.

It wasn't until Yan Yuming turned around to look at her and asked her how she cried that she reacted. She even shed tears.

Ha ha.

Tears did not even notice.

As a client, she didn't know why she was crying.

I just feel that somewhere in my heart is empty. She seems to be waiting for someone, a very important person.

But I can't remember anything.

The feeling of emptiness lasted for a long time.

Later, after moving to the new school, the new school and classmates attracted her, and her feeling of emptiness gradually disappeared.

Yannian recovers her thoughts and is about to close the box cover. A piece of sugar paper reflects the light and comes into her eyes.It was an almost transparent purple candy paper.

There are some big characters with blue pen.

The ink has been light, but still can distinguish the firmness and determination of the arc

"Jiang tingyannian, never separated."

Yannian looks at these words in shock.

I feel cold and stiff

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