Inkstone seven sitting on the sofa, has been looking at the back of Wen orange.

At the moment when they saw the identification results, they were as if they were aphasia.

Kinship is sometimes so mysterious, can in the world, let you meet the blood of relatives.

After a long time, Wen Cheng took two cigarettes to calm down.

She spins around the window, behind which is the warm sunshine of the heron City, dispersing the lingering haze on her body, and her eyes are floating with a look that Shiqi has never seen before.

Wen Cheng choked and said, "sister, I'm sister..."

So far, she covered her eyes with the palm of her hand, and her heart was sour.

At the same time, she is also fortunate.

Maybe it's too late, maybe it's just right, and finally we met.

All that she lost in the Wen family, because she had inkstone Shiqi, she no longer felt sorry.

Even if the world turned its back on her, she still had a relative who would call her "sister.".

Wen orange mood out of control, in inkstone seven quickly step to her in front of her, embrace her that moment.

She hugged Shiqi tightly and sobbed.

Perhaps no one can understand her real feelings, and no one knows what happened to Miss Wen in the past five years, which made her collapse at the moment when she met her relatives.

Inkstone when seven also the same red eyes, compared to the temperature orange out of control, she forbeared emotion, more calm than she.

It's not enough to talk about life without suffering.

In the end, she was luckier than Wen orange because she met her fourth brother.

In the years of indifference, he made up for all the shortcomings.

Wencheng, sister.

Inkstone when seven gently patted her back, for her smooth at the same time, open lips, whispered, "sister, don't cry."

A title, with her full emotion.

She loves Wencheng.

She must have had a hard time in the past five years.

She said nothing, but she was embarrassed and miserable.

The first generation of fruit mobile phones, the most common clothes, even the edge seams of pants are rough due to long-term friction, and the shoelaces on her short boots have already been broken.

All this, inkstone seven all see in the eye, but she never said.

Some things are only suitable for witnessing but not for saying.

Wen orange is proud, even if it is so hard, her eyebrows and eyes still have a proud uninhibited and lingran.

Perhaps, one day, she will return to the family, surrounded by warmth, will be willing to say all these years.

If she doesn't want to, she doesn't want to.

Wen Cheng cried enough and tired. He idly released his inkstone and leaned against the windowsill behind him.

She wiped her face casually, and her red eyes became clearer. After she took a deep breath, with a strong nasal voice, she laughed at herself, "what a shame

"No shame, it's rare to see you cry and finally look like a woman!"

A warm orange with wet tears on her face

Inkstone when seven smile joking, turned to the tea table with a tissue, turned back to her, a little bit to her tears.

"How long are you going to be shooting here?" Wen Cheng took the tissue from her hand, wiped it on her face and threw it into the garbage can.

Looking at her movements, Yan Shiqi had no choice but to smile and said, "I'll go to the mountain with my fourth brother for another two days."

Wen Cheng lowered her eyelids, and there was water vapor on her eyelashes. She thought for a few seconds and sighed, "in that case, I'll go back to the imperial capital first."

Yan Shiqi was surprised, "don't you come with me?"