"Did you see something?" It was his father's deep voice.
"I also feel that something is wrong these days..." My mother's voice was very small, with some doubts and even worries.
After Qin Xiaoman quietly returned to his room, his heart was still beating fast. They were not talking about me! They have nothing to do with me!
Everything didn't matter. The moment the envelope sent from City D was opened, it all became relevant.
What fell out of the envelope was a photo.
The photo taken with her mobile phone was not very good; but no matter how blurry it was, she could still recognize the girl with a knowing smile in the photo, who was the mother she was most familiar with.
A girl of about twenty years old, flamboyantly beautiful. Simple clothes could not hide her youth and enthusiasm; she was nestled tightly next to a man who was a little serious and even a little cramped, smiling openly and unrestrainedly.
That man, I don’t know if it’s because his expression is too calm, or if he is a few years older, he looks much more mature. The man’s face is not handsome, but it exudes masculine charm. This man, Qin Xiaoman
Don't know him; she just saw him on TV, that's all.
Twenty years later, except for his taller figure, his face has hardly changed much. Qin Xiaoman's brain refused to think rationally for a few minutes. She was asking herself why she recognized him? Oh,
Yes, he is Yan Zisong's father.
Because I love that flamboyant and unruly person, I pay special attention to his family in reports. His father Yan Nanfeng and mother Liang Xuewen are not silent people. Whether it is TV news or financial newspapers, they often
There is news about them.
But why could I identify the intimate relationship between the two people in this photo almost without hesitation? Oh, yes, that night when she shouldn't have walked out of the room softly, there was actually a dialogue that she shouldn't have heard.
These two sentences...
"Yabei, maybe we should consider whether this is unfair to both Xiaoman and Nanfeng? He at least has the right to know..." The same deep and mellow voice came from his father.
"He has no right to know anything. Xiaoman only has one father..." The voice with the same softness and some anger was her mother.
At that time, this confused girl could never have imagined that the "Nanfeng" they talked about turned out to be Yan!
In her hand was a trembling photo; she just looked at it, just looked at it quietly, her mind was in chaos. Even if she refused to think further, Qin Xiaoman was still almost stubborn and stubborn in the face of the obvious facts.
I really ask myself to treat it just as a photo. It's nothing, just a proof of old love.
In the quiet dormitory, the sudden ringing of the phone broke the girl's ostrich-like mentality once again.
"Excuse me, is Qin Xiaoman here?" A crisp, young female voice. For some reason, Qin Xiaoman could even see her strong and confident face on the other end of the phone from this voice.
"I just..."
"I'm Jiang Lianzhi, have you received the photo?" It's Jiang Lianzhi, that exquisite girl who is always glowing with energy.
"yes……"
"Because your mother is on it, I think you will also be interested; Oh, by the way, I remind you to look carefully at the date that the photo was taken. Think about it, if Aunt Yan saw that her son brought it back
My girlfriend is actually the daughter of a woman who once had an affair with her husband. I wonder what she would think?"