Xiaojing hugs Lin Yi's neck happily. Lin Yi looks up and his eyes bend slightly. "Xiaojing, you should remember that there used to be a person who loved you very much here."

“……”

Xiaojing looks at her unintelligibly.

"She was looking forward to your father's future, and now she's looking forward to your future as well." When Lin Yi looks at Xiaojing, "do you want to hold her?"

“……”

The big black eyes blink in the small scene.

Lin Yi retreated for a long distance, put down xiaojingshi and let him stand in the sea of flowers.

Lin Yi opens her arms in the direction of the wind. She looks at her in the small scene. Then she opens her arms, raises her face, closes her eyes and hugs the wind.

The air is full of flowers.

Air flow, with tenderness.

Behind the big and the small, there are bells ringing all over the trees.

Ying Hannian stands nearby and looks at them. The cameraman has captured countless photos in a short time. The staff beside him says in a loud voice, "Mr. Ying, maybe you can go there too. It's really beautiful here."

It's perfect for taking pictures.

“……”

Is this kind of action too retarded?

Ying Hannian is about to refuse when he sees Lin Yi smiling at him.

He walked over to Xiaojing and stood beside him, with his arms outstretched.

A gust of wind blowing, the wind gushed into his palm, like a gentle hand, his long eyelashes moved, slender fingers slowly loosen, empty grip, as holding a person's hand.

The cameraman seized the opportunity to capture the scene quickly.

A group of people came to look at the photos and made amazing noises.

"It's beautiful, too."

"These two, which also need our guidance modelling, casually shoots is the picture."

"The scenery here is also beautiful. Take a few more pictures and take pictures of the bells full of trees."

The cameraman shot a little faster.

Lin Yi slowly opens his eyes, turns his eyes, and his eyes fall on Ying Hannian's face. He just looks at her with deep eyes.

"I didn't expect this to happen here, did I?" She gave a faint smile.

"Make your own decisions."

Should cold year cold hum a, facial expression not Yu.

They know each other who it's about.

Xiaojing stands in the sea of flowers. He turns around with black eyes. When the adults are unprepared, he stretches his claws to the flowers. He even pulls the flowers with leaves. He giggles and jumps there.

Lin Yigang wanted to educate him. Ying Hannian picked him up and glared at him unhappily. "Who let you catch him and destroy him?"

Xiaojing was carried in midair, hands and feet did not land, where the blind row, straight at Ying Hannian smile to please, "Dad hold, Dad hold."

"Do you want to catch it?"

Should be cold years squint.

“……”

Xiaojing shakes his head in recognition of the current situation.

Ying Hannian put him down. As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Lin Yi standing there smiling at him with deep meaning. He frowned, "what do you mean by that smile?"

"No, just smile."

Lin Yi smiles.

Said to make his own decisions, but not allow his son to destroy the flowers here.

A man's mouth, a liar.

Ying Hannian walked towards her. Lin Yi looked at his secluded eyes and quickly changed the topic, "shall we sit there for a while?"

"Well."

Should be cold year jaw first.

Lin Yi sits down with Ying Hannian's help. Xiaojing takes off her shoes and jumps on the blanket. Looking at the beautiful natural scenery, Xiaojing screams.

When Ying Hannian sat down beside Lin Yi and glanced at Xiaojing, "it's time for him to read. When he comes across anything, he can only say wow."

“……”

How old is it? Do you want to read another poem?

Lin Yi holds his legs and looks up at the sky. The climate here is not as hot as that in China. It's very comfortable to shine in the sun, and it's cool when the wind blows.

"I wish she could see us coming."

She whispered.“……”

Ying Hannian sat silent.

"I hope she can see that you're doing well now, and you're doing well in Xiaojing." Lin Yi's voice was soft and clean, and the bell on the tree was shaking gently, as if he was responding to something.

“……”

Ying Hannian sat there and raised his lips.

"I hope she knows that I'm a good fan." Lin Yi also said.

Ying Hannian reached out and pinched her face, "how can you always think of sticking gold in front of your idol?"

"Because she's the one I admire the most, and she's unattainable."

She couldn't dance that high all her life.

If it wasn't for love, Ying Yongxi's achievements would have shocked the world and left a lot of ink in the history of dance.

Lin Yi couldn't help but look at Ying Hannian. He probably thought of that too. His eyes sank down and his face was cold.

She silently shut up, she said so, should cold year to Mu Huahong will evoke a little hate.

Embarrassment

She just dropped in.

After thinking about it, Lin Yi patted him, pointed to the tree and said, "these bells are so cute."

"It's too blunt to change the subject."

Ying Hannian glanced at her knowingly and reached out to play with her ears.

“……”

Lin Yi stopped talking.

They stayed on the hillside for a long time with Xiaojing. At last, they watched the setting sun. They lit the prepared incense and put it into the soil. They watched the incense burn to ashes and then turned to leave.

At the foot of the slope, the road here has two directions. On one side, it leads to the hotel where they came. It's made of asphalt. On the other side, it's not paved. It's a road completely stepped by people. There are weeds and flowers on both sides.

That's the way to life and death street.

A group of people will move the equipment into the car, Xiao Jing is excited to jump, Lin Yi is quietly standing on the side, looking at Ying Hannian.

Ying Hannian leaned against the car and looked at his cell phone there. There was no expression on his face. He maintained this posture for a long time.

Lin Yi leaned over to have a look. It was a mobile phone screen made of her photo.

Look at this for so long

What are you really hesitating about?

Lin Yi looked at both sides of the road and said with a smile, "I found that there was no repair on this side of the road."

"Well, the place where my mother lived has been preserved, not rebuilt." Ying Hannian put away his cell phone, stretched out his hand to open the door, "let's go, go back."

"It's not dark yet, shall we go in and have a look?"

Lin Yi asked.

Mu Huahong lives there.

Ying Hannian's long eyelashes moved, "what's good, you haven't seen it."

"I told Xiaojing to see the place where Grandma and dad lived. If she didn't go in for a walk, how could she have seen it?" When Lin Yi pulls over Xiaojing who is dancing, Xiaojing is at a loss.

Ying Hannian stood there, coughing softly, "OK, since you want to see it so much, go in and have a walk."

"Well, I really want to see it, and so does our son." You don't want to see it.