"Mom and Dad, I'm back." Beautiful face, after years of carving, more than a trace of calm, charm does not reduce.

Magnetic sound, like cello.

"How did you come back so late?" Xia Changyue anxiously stepped forward and touched his cold arms. As soon as he was close to him, he smelled the smoke on his body and frowned.

His body temperature is so cold, it's still smoke. He's standing outside to blow?

When is the end of this torture?

"Saner, if you really miss her..."

Xia Changyue was about to open her mouth when she heard footsteps coming from the stairs.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Yan Shuhan holding Yi Xiaoling in his arms and holding Yan Xiaobao, who was less than one year old and was just toddler.

The little guy's face is delicate and handsome, and his eyebrows are not fully opened. His eyes and eyebrows are full of his parents' ingenuity. He is a villain.

Just a downstairs, big eyes in Yan Chengchi and Xia Changyue between a circle.

Finally, he broke away from his father's hand, took a small step, crossed Yan Chengchi, and threw himself into Xia Changyue's arms.

Yan Chengchi's face turned black at once

I've just raised my son and married a daughter-in-law, but my grandson robbed him of his wife

This year, he was both a grandfather and a grandfather.

But the former grandson and the latter grandson are all brought with them!

Where is the double happiness coming?

They're all here to collect debts!

"Can't help smoking again?" Yan Shuhan releases Yi Xiaoling and walks to Yang Shuchen. He lowers his voice and asks.

“……” Yang Shuchen eyebrows moved, did not answer.

"I smell like smoke. If I don't want my mother to worry, I'll go upstairs and change my clothes." Yan Shuhan's words fell, Yang Shuchen nodded to him, crossed him, and went straight upstairs.

Close the door, tall body, tired of leaning on the door.

Under the consciousness of the touch into the pocket, want to take out a cigarette, but remember that has just finished smoking.

Immediately, went to the cabinet, took a new box from inside, went to the balcony to light.

The light of the fire lit up his gloomy face.

The smoke curls, outlines a strong sense of loneliness.

Three years.

What he was most afraid of was the bustling scenes of the new year to the festival.

Without a job, he didn't know what else to do to curb the idea of thinking about her.

Standing in the crowd will only make him feel more and more lonely

Only the cigarette in his hand could give him some comfort.

She seemed to be able to hear her laughter and abuse

When I first met her, she had a sly look.

Drag him to pretend to know Jiangdong brocade, can't prevent into his world

Later, she took off her protective coat, but she was an extremely insecure child, obsessed with finding her own family.

And he, from the beginning, was not what she was willing to consider.

"Yang Shuchen, you rascal

"I won't cook for you even if I die..."

"Yang Shuchen, that's my bed..."

Time ran, the most uncomfortable, is not have not been, but once owned, too late to cherish has been lost.

He didn't dare to look into her whereabouts.

Afraid not to find, more afraid to find.

Can not forget, but no qualification to hurt

Perhaps, this is the end between them, missed, will never go back.

Yang Shuchen twisted the smoke out on the guardrail, looked up at the distance, and whispered a name: "Guan yunian..."

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