Little Yuzi is seventeen or eighteen years old...is that what she looks like?

Josnian took another sip of water. The cool water flowed into his heart, and a chill filled his limbs.

During this period, he often dreamed of this little girl. Sometimes she was seventeen or eighteen years old, sometimes she was a little older, like ten years old. Every dream was so different that he could not trace her.

He didn't know if it was the little Yuzi who grew up. In the dream, he was very strict with this girl. Just like the dream just now, when he thought about it now, he felt that he was being unreasonable.

The dream ended after she ran out, and he didn't know if he chased her home later.

The little girl's temper is very similar to Ye Jiaqi's. She likes to talk back to him and say a lot of reasonable and unreasonable things.

He doesn't know why he has these strange dreams. He doesn't know why he dreams about a little girl... is it because he wants to see little Yuzu?

Josnian rubbed his temples, his head still hurt.

There is no feeling in my wrist. In such a deep night, it is easy to numb people's nerves.

When he woke up from the dream, he no longer felt sleepy.

He stood up, took out a book from the bookshelf, and opened it.

There is a photo in the book, a crumpled group photo. In the photo, the pregnant Ye Jiaqi is smiling happily, the platycodon flower in her hand is dazzling, and he is standing next to her.

He looked at the group photo, his eyes filled with a heavy luster, just like the sky outside, deep and far away with no end in sight.

He stared at the photo without moving away.

When he went to the community where she lived, he accidentally saw the photo at the lost and found office. He went to claim it, and of course the property management company would give it to him without hesitation.

The photo was already wrinkled when she got it, probably because she had thrown it away.

Indeed, it is not worth collecting.

Josnian held the photo gently with his sharp-knuckled fingers and kept looking at it.

On such a night, everything was extremely quiet. He stood in front of the bookshelf, and his slender shadow quietly fell on the floor, feeling lonely and lonely.

He didn't know how long it took before he put the photo back into the book, turned around, and walked toward the balcony.

He poured himself another glass of red wine.

Josnian looked at the time and saw that it was only half past one in the night. It was a long and silent night.

Fortunately, he is used to it and it doesn't happen every day or two.

He simply took the notebook and put it on his lap, while drinking and silently modifying the document.

The dim blue light of the computer screen shone on his face, making his chiseled face appear darker and darker.

He was usually a person who concentrated on his work, but now he couldn't concentrate. From time to time, little grapefruit would appear in front of his eyes.

The soft little guy stretched out his hand and smiled at him.

Josnian has never forgotten the feeling when he held Little Yuzi. It was a wonderful feeling, like an electric current hitting the center of his mouth.

That little guy likes to lie on his chest and shoulders, with soft hands.

Josnian stopped typing on the keyboard.

This cloud of thoughts wrapped around his brain and made him unable to work.

He simply lit another cigarette and was immersed in the nicotine smell of the cigarette.

During the long night, my thoughts are like endless spring grass, blown by the spring breeze, spreading until they are everywhere in the mountains and plains.
Chapter completed!