When Ouyang Qing'an returned home, he found that the light in his home had already gone out. Turn on your cell phone and look at the time. It's already twelve o'clock in the evening. At this point, the old man should be asleep.
As for the nanny, she went home at ten in the evening.
He carried his briefcase to the study on the second floor and crept all the way for fear that something might wake the old man. When he entered the study, he opened his mouth quietly.
Close the door and open the door. The room shrouded in orange light is his small world. Here, he can deal with documents, read books, and even——
the thing reminds one of its owner.
No one knows, even the nanny who cleans up the house doesn't know. He will set up a small mechanism on the book shelf in the back. In fact, it is not a mechanism, but a dark grid. In the middle of his bookshelf hung a picture. Behind the picture, there was a small box.
The box is rectangular. As soon as it is opened, there are several photos lying inside.
These are his group photos with Xue Xueer these years. Although a little vague, I can vaguely see the facial features of the two people. He was a little regretful. Why didn't he take more pictures before? It's not like looking at these few photos every day.
He leaned back on the sofa and stroked the photos over and over. The girl in the memory, her facial features gradually clear, she is still smiling, laughing happily.
"I miss you very much."
Unfortunately, this long night, only his voice echoed in the study.
Xue Xueer in Paris successfully graduated on this day. Unlike three years ago, she took off her previous green and astringent, and now she has become elegant and intellectual.
Everything is amorous. The eyebrows and eyes were more exquisite and opened.
Her graduation work of jewelry design even appeared in famous French magazines, and many enterprises chased her. She declined one by one, saying that she wanted to go home for development.
Also because of this graduation work, she became an excellent graduate of the school. It's a great honor to receive the ear plucking and award from the dean. When she stepped on the steps, she fantasized and imitated countless times. This time, she finally graduated.
She thanked the dean in fluent French and then received her own diploma. In front of the camera, she left the podium. As soon as she got backstage, her cell phone rang.
It's Xu fangya.
For a moment, she took off all her disguises and became herself again. With a soft voice, she unconsciously sprinkled Jiao at each other: "Mom, how did you call me?"
"Yes, I just learned about your graduation ceremony today. Mom apologized to you. By the way, when will you return home?"
Xu fangya is old now. She found herself a job as a school life teacher. At least she graduated from a serious University. It's more than enough to apply for this job. And with children, she is more relaxed and happy.
Xue Laosan is to be a security guard for others. If he has nothing to do, he will look at the flowers and plants in the community managed by the gate.
Xue Xueer thought for a while and then gave an accurate sentence: "I'll go back the day after tomorrow. You and milk don't have to think of me."
"Hum, who wants to miss you? You're not thinking about it every day."
Xue Xueer succeeded in laughing. She leaned against the wall, holding the phone, with curved eyebrows and eyes, like a blooming magnolia, filled with the joy of satisfaction. With the dim background, it seems that they all shine.
Many people who passed by were infected by her smile and couldn't help looking back frequently.
Old Xue is in a hurry. He will rob Xu fangya's phone when he comes. Since she doesn't want to, can't Mrs. Xue think about it by herself? She wants to call her granddaughter first.
But Xu fangya hung up in a hurry. She was thinking that Xue Xueer should not be very free for today's graduation ceremony. Let's go and have a good chat when we meet the day after tomorrow.
Xue Xueer shook her head, put away her mobile phone and stood up again to go to the door. But when I went out, I met my good friend.
"Hey, rob."