Yu Xiaozi clasped her fingers tightly on the door rail, feeling indescribable
"Go in and take a look, this place has always been reserved for you, always," An Yihang said to Yu Xiaozi.
Over the years, this room has been decorated exactly as it was where they lived before.
But it has been empty for more than twenty years. This may seem like a ridiculous joke to outsiders, but in Anjia it is a real thing.
Yu Xiaozi took a deep breath. Since she decided to face it, she shouldn't back down. She mustered up the courage to step into the room. She walked to the pile of dolls and looked at the exquisite and lovely baby bears. She felt very kind.
.
"He bought these for your birthday every year, one every year, and they never fall out. They are just piled there, piled up like this." An Yihang did not enter the room, but put one hand in his pocket, leaned against the door, and looked at
Zhu Yu Xiaozi said.
Yu Xiaozi's body stiffened, she paused, took off her shoes, stepped lightly on the soft carpet, squatted down, and gently touched the cute dolls with her hands. It seemed like she could see the dolls before her eyes.
Flash back to his actions back then.
The wind chime swayed gently above her head. Yu Xiaozi looked up and watched the dark blue dolphin dancing gently. There were many photo frames on the long cabinet next to it. They were full of photos. A handsome man was holding a child over one year old.
Very similar to An Yihang, a beautiful woman behind her put her hand on the man's shoulder, and a little boy stood on the left with a happy smile on his face.
That's right, An Zhenxiong. You can see him in various magazines and newspapers before. The child in his hand is very similar to the one the director gave her in the orphanage room. She is really An Zhenxiong's.
He had a daughter. It turned out that he really liked Yiyi so much. Looking at the dolls in the corner, Yu Xiaozi's nose became sour and her eyes suddenly turned red.
There were photos of children in various poses on it. Yu Xiaozi's hands were trembling slightly. A drop of hot tears fell down and fell on the photo frame. It opened and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly. She really wanted to shout to the photo frame, but she
Can't open my mouth.
An Yihang watched quietly, maybe she was the only one who could slowly experience this feeling.
Yu Xiaozi sniffed and wiped her tears.
Putting down the photo frame in his hand, he looked carefully around the room. It seemed that everything he had done in the past twenty years was in this room.
When you open the closet, you will find a cabinet full of clothes. From childhood to adulthood, they may be like rag dolls, one piece a year, and the cabinet is full of clothes.
Yu Xiaozi stayed in this room for several hours.............
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In the living room of Hu Yue's house, Si Chengyu's personal doctor carefully removed the gauze on Si Chengyu's forehead layer by layer. The movements were very gentle. The doctor really had a headache and told him not to use too much force on the injury on his forehead.
Some movements were too big, but this time it was good. The wound did not heal and was broken again.
Si Chengyu sat there with a cold face and didn't say a word. He didn't care about the injuries at all.
Looking at the red gauze, Hu Yue finally couldn't help but said: "I mean, Yu, do you really need to do this to yourself? Is Yu Xiaozi really so magical?" Hu Yue said with a hint of something.
Angry, he really couldn't believe that he actually made himself like this.