The sky is just right, the spring sun shines through the window, and the room is warm.
Ji shiting's eyes fell on the green plant in the corner.
For the past three years, ye Shengge has also used his study, but he has not moved the furnishings of the study. All his things are put in the original place, but there are some more trinkets in the study, more green plants in the corner of the wall, several books full of her experience on the bookshelf, and more photos of ah Chen and Qing'er on the table. The quiet life is extremely rich.
For a moment, Ji shiting suddenly realized that he had been immersed in such an atmosphere for too long that he had neglected her efforts.
After a long silence, he finally turned on the computer and plugged the data cable of the hard disk into the interface.
Hundreds of gigabytes of hard drives have already taken up a third. Although there are a lot of contents, Ye Sheng's songs have been classified very clearly according to the time axis. There are 12 folders in total, almost one in three months.
Without looking at the specific content, Ji shiting has already felt a little hot in his eyes. He moved the mouse to the first folder named "twins are born", but he didn't have the courage to open it for a while.
When the two children were born, he was not there. Ji shiting couldn't imagine what kind of mood she was in recording these contents. It never occurred to him that he was so cowardly.
The man tightened his lips, but after all, he moved the mouse to the last folder and opened it. The folder was divided into several sub folders. With events as the classification, he entered the sub folder named "mountain climbing". Suddenly, a large number of photos occupied the screen.
Ji shiting opened a large picture, and the bright smiling faces of the two children came into view. They were wearing sports clothes and carrying small water bottles. They seemed to be ready to start. The photos almost recorded the whole process of climbing the mountain in sequence. Probably because ye Shengge was responsible for taking photos, she never appeared until he pointed out the final video.
The breath of the two children came out with the sound of the wind.
"Mom, I'm so tired."
"It's almost to the top of the mountain. Oh, come on
"Sister, hold me."
"No, I can walk."
In the picture, the two little guys climb very hard. All of a sudden, they stumble and almost fall down. The picture shakes for a while, probably because ye Shengge puts down the camera and goes to hold her daughter.
"Or mother will carry you up." Ye Shengge laughed.
"No, mom can't hold me." Tilt son said, small adults like a sigh, "if only Uncle Joe in, Uncle Joe strength."
A Chen lengbu Ding came up with a sentence: "Mom, or let uncle Qiao be our father?"
"No way." The picture is shaking the bumpy ground, but the woman's voice is very clear, "Uncle Joe is Uncle Joe, father is father. If you say that, you'll be sad when Dad comes back. "
"But when will dad come back?"
"Soon." The woman was just depressed for a moment, and soon she was full of smile, "you dare to look down on your mother. Who said that she couldn't hold you Ah Chen, you have the camera. "
The picture is shaking again, and then ye Shengge's figure appears in the camera. The sportswear can't cover her slim figure. She carries her leaning son on her back and tells her, "hold your mother tightly."
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