"Mom, can you?" The little guy immediately turned to look at Luo Xiaoqian.
"Of course." Luo Xiaoqian held his little hand, "Let's go up and take a look now."
Momo was in front, Luo Xiaoqian followed closely, and Leng Zimo was at the back. The family of three lined up to go to the attic. The little one immediately climbed to the window to see the scenery.
"Be careful and don't lean out."
Luo Xiaoqian reminded him and looked around.
In the attic, except for the bookshelf, almost all the space on the wall is occupied by Leng Zimo's posters.
Luo Xiaoqian couldn't help but walked to the wall and stretched out her hands to caress the posters. The posters had aged and were no longer as glamorous as they were in the beginning, but the men in the posters were still so charming. From childhood to now,
His facial features have not changed much, only the wisdom and depth accumulated over the years.
She had heard him say some things that she admired about him, but she never imagined that they would be so exaggerated.
"This..." Luo Xiaoqian stopped in front of a movie poster.
In the poster, Leng Zimo takes up almost the entire poster, and the other actors only serve as foils for him in the corners.
In the poster, he is wearing a white robe and riding a white horse. Except for the slightly different hair style from the wedding, it is almost a complete reproduction of the scene.
"That's right, it's this movie." Leng Zimo stood behind her with a smile, "This was filmed when I was twenty years old."
"Sure enough, he was really handsome back then."
"Isn't he handsome now?" he joked rarely.
She smiled, "He's even more handsome now."
So, he explained these posters to her one by one. The last one was the one she hung at the end of the bed. It was a poster for his concert, with September 9, 20XX written on it.
The words Qingdao Yizhong Stadium.
"Concert poster from ten years ago!" Luo Xiaoqian sat on the side of the bed and looked at the poster on the wall.
Leng Zimo looked at himself on the poster and said, "This seems to be my first national tour."
"It's a pity, I don't even remember it."
"If you want to listen, I can give you a private concert at any time."
While the two were chatting, Ah Jiu had already climbed up the stairs, "Sir, Xing'er's address has been found."
"Where?" Before Leng Zimo could respond, Luo Jun had already stood up from the window and asked urgently.
"It's about half an hour's drive from here." Ah Jiu replied.
"Mom and dad, let's go over now, and then eat with her." The little guy raised his little face, his big eyes full of hope.
"Okay, I also want to see what this little girl Xing'er looks like." Luo Xiaoqian agreed immediately.
Although Leng Zimo felt a little sorry for Luo Xiaoqian, but since his son was so concerned about this matter, he certainly would not discourage the little guy. "Okay, Ah Jiu, go prepare the car. We will go there now."
"I'm going to get the paper crane. Uncle Ajiu, please remember to help me get the gift and money..."
The little guy hurried down to the attic, opened his suitcase, carefully took out a large bottle containing two hundred red paper cranes and held it in his arms.
After a while, the three of them got back into the car and rushed to Xing'er's residence.
All the way along the coast road, then turned onto a fork in the road, and finally, the car drove into a seaside town.
At the entrance of the town, staff from the Qingdao office had already come forward to greet them. They carefully gave instructions in the car and led a few people to a small courtyard by the seaside that was independent of other houses.
