Now, the second crisis is coming.

But this time I was lucky because he was there.

Xia Siyu snorted. She is very satisfied with her current figure. However, figure and food are the two major pursuits of women. They are also enemies of life and death.

Let's wait for her to be ridiculed next time. Now she is still the most beautiful fairy!

It's not very early now, and the mall is closing. This is the street behind the downtown area. It's OK in the daytime. It's empty at the moment. The street lamp is dim and yellow, which outlines the shadow of two people overlapping.

It was autumn, and the leaves on the tree were red and yellow, but he still felt warm.

Xia Siyu hummed a song. Bo Yan listened carefully and found it was a children's song. Xia Siyu is not a child loving personality. Last time they made a play to amuse the baby, but they never heard her sing children's songs.

Do not know how, Bo Yan suddenly think of her mother. "Is this what your mother sang to you?" he said

Xia Siyu is in a good mood today, and he says, "yes!"

Bo Yan knows that her mother is her death. She has always been careful to treasure her. She will never take her mother out until she is proud. Afraid of losing face to her, afraid of black powder running to scold her.

He didn't dare to ask her parents directly. He had to cut in by himself.

Bo Yan also sighed: "it's good. My parents left me when I was in primary school. So far I can only remember a vague shadow of them. Even the nursery rhymes my mother sang to me and the carpentry ponies my father made for me can only be recalled through photos and videos. "

Xia Siyu pauses. Of course, she knows Bo Yan's family situation, but she seldom listens to him. Although she looks careless on the outside, her heart is very soft. Before in the old house, Xia Siyu had been moved by Bo Yan's small wooden house with the secret of the past.

It's the family that has had unfortunate children, and one's life is redemption for the misfortune of childhood. When you meet someone who is in the same situation as yourself, you will have inexplicable attraction.

She didn't know how to comfort him, just like Bo Yan didn't know how to ask her mother. But xiasiyu was more straightforward than Boyan. She asked, "do you remember them now?"

Bo Yan nodded: "although there are many things I have forgotten, but occasionally flashed back in my head, I can still remember many profound fragments. For example, spend Christmas with mom and Dad, make cakes with mom, and fight model airplanes with dad. I still remember that the primary school asked me to write my dream. My dream is to become a man as strong as my father in the future, and then marry a virtuous wife like my mother. "

Xia Siyu was not happy immediately: "so you didn't realize your ideal, did you?"

She was angry to immediately come down, twisting to move: "put me down!"

Bo Yan said, "listen to me. When I was 18 years old, I also had an ideal: to make academic contributions, and then marry a like-minded wife. Then when I was 22 years old, my dream was to make academic contributions and marry Xia Siyu. Then I now dream of making a movie by myself, and Xia Siyu is my heroine. Marry Xia Siyu. "

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