Four years later, a young girl at Jiangcheng International Airport, holding a greeting card in her hand, was looking around the airport. The sign says "chief designer of Xia Weiyang". The girl's eyes are anxiously searching for the person she wants to pick up. Her eyes focused on the elegant, noble and fashionable women. At this time, in the crowd, I saw a figure in casual and natural clothes pushing a cart out from the exit. On the cart were two large suitcases. On the top of the suitcases sat a little boy in blue jeans, gray trousers and white sneakers. In the crowd, the girl's figure is beautiful and slender, she randomly tied a ball in the back of the brain, simple and neat, clean face, white and delicate facial features, skin like white fat in general, enviable and enviable. Take a look at the little boy sitting on the box. Although he is only three or four years old, he looks like a disaster for the first time. A small black short hair, thin bangs covered the full forehead, a small sword eyebrow Xia, a pair of black gem like eyes, smart and moving, pretty small nose, thin pink mouth, with healthy and white skin color, it is just a small model from the cover magazine. Everyone secretly praised that what kind of parents can give birth to such a delicate and handsome child. I really want to hold him and kiss him. The girls passing by, looking at the little boy in front of them, also looked sideways and marveled. Is the little boy too beautiful? I want to abduct him. But people who know him know that you may not be able to abduct him, but he may play a trick on you“ Mommy, that sister is here to pick us up. " The young voice of the little man sounded like an angel. Xia Weiyang chuckles and feels very happy. Although his son is very young, he can read a lot. She sighed a little. She didn't expect that she would leave Vancouver and come back here. This is brother Fu's hometown, and it's also her. But I don't know what the reason is, she has some rejection in her heart. It's a strange idea. She is very familiar with the city. She has lived and studied here since childhood, and then went to Vancouver. How can she have such an idea now? At the beginning, she didn't know what kind of emotion she left, but now she came back, calm. Over the past few years, what she has experienced, the bitterness of which only she knows, four years, she metamorphosed, strong, and became a single mother. She had amnesia four years ago, and it was selective amnesia. She remembered a lot of things before, but she forgot the memory of her father. Elder brother Fu said at that time, it is estimated that this memory is too bad for her, so she chose to forget it. In fact, she felt vaguely that it must not be a good memory, otherwise she would not go to Vancouver alone. But that's all in the past. Now she focuses on her children and work. As for men? Let it be. Anyway, she is still very satisfied with her current life. After all, the child is sensible and her work is smooth. Xia Weiyang regained his mind and then walked towards the girl. When she got close to the girl, she was murmuring, "what time is Xia Da's flight? That's not right. Is that the class? There can be no mistake. "