Liu Xiazhi looked at the small box in Liu Changqing's hand. After a while, she slowly nodded her head.
She had never met her grandparents, so Liu Xiazhi was a little curious about what Liu Changqing said.
Seeing his daughter nodding, Liu Changqing stopped talking, moved his legs, walked towards the sofa, and placed the box in his hand on the coffee table in front of him.
He took out the paper towel on the side and wiped some dust on it.
After wiping it clean, he balled up the paper towel and threw it into the trash can nearby. Then he reached out to remove the buckles on both sides of the box and gently opened the lid.
Liu Xiazhi stood aside, with some curiosity in his eyes.
Because Liu Changqing's expression was a little serious at this moment, she did not dare to say anything more.
Liu Changqing looked into the box.
Inside were some photos, a notebook, and some scattered gadgets, probably Liu Changqing's toys in the past.
Ignoring those, Liu Changqing picked up the photos and scanned them one by one.
I found the family photo, pulled it out, and handed it to my daughter beside me.
"This is a picture Dad took with your grandparents when he was young."
"Dad..."
With a murmur, Liu Xiazhi took the photo.
My eyes were fixed on this photo. In the photo, two unknown people were sitting on chairs, and behind them stood the young Liu Changqing.
The father in the photo has very short hair, like a buzz cut. He is standing in the back with no expression on his face and looks a little unhappy.
The grandparents sitting in front were all smiles.
Looking away from the photo and looking at Liu Changqing, Liu Xiazhi asked strangely.
"Why didn't dad seem happy at that time?"
"Maybe I stepped on dog poop when I went out..."
Responding to his daughter like this, Liu Changqing said with a smile.
He himself couldn't remember why he had such a bad face at that time.
Not hearing the ridicule in his father's tone, Liu Xiazhi nodded seriously.
"So that's it. If that's the case, I know why dad is unhappy..."
After saying this, Liu Xiazhi suddenly seemed to remember something. He held the photo and was stunned for a while, then turned around and rushed out of his room.
Seeing his daughter's sudden behavior, Liu Changqing was a little puzzled.
After a while, Liu Xiazhi took out a photo frame, ran to Liu Changqing, and handed it over.
Liu Xiazhi raised his little head and looked at his father in front of him with a serious look on his face.
"Dad, help me put the photo in, I want to put it in the room!"
When these words reached Liu Changqing's ears, he was suddenly stunned. After reacting, a warm current arose in his heart.
With a smile on his face, he said softly.
"Silly girl, you can't put this in your house."
"Why?"
"If you put it in the house... it's not very suitable."
After saying this, Liu Changqing reached out and took the photo from his daughter's hand, as well as the empty photo frame.
Then he put the photo with his parents back into the stack of photos in his hand. Liu Changqing thought for a while and found another photo of himself as a child.
He put it in a photo frame and handed it to his daughter beside him.
"That'll be fine."
"Is this daddy?"
Liu Xiazhi asked after taking the photo frame and looking at it for a while.
Because the last person in the photo looks about the same age as him.
Liu Changqing nodded and said nothing more.
Gently pulling his daughter to his side, Liu Changqing flipped through the photos one by one while looking at his daughter who was close to him.
Searching for memories in my mind, I kept talking.
"This was taken when your grandpa and grandma took dad on a trip."
"This was taken on my birthday."
"This is..."
"Then dad misses grandpa and the others?"
Holding his head high, Liu Xiazhi looked at his father's face and asked this question.
What Liu Changqing was saying was instantly blocked, he closed his mouth and looked at the photo in his hand.
Do I... miss them?
The memory of getting along with Liu Jiancheng and his wife only exists in his mind, but it is not something he has personally experienced. If they had not died, what would it have been like to face them?
What came to mind, Liu Changqing was silent for a long time before he spoke.
"Think about it, I have always respected my father."
After saying this, Liu Changqing stopped saying anything. After showing his daughter the photos one by one, Liu Changqing let her play by herself.
And he returned to his room holding the small box containing the photos, glanced around the room, and walked to the closet.
Open the closet and prepare to put the box in your hand into the closet for collection.
Just when he was about to put the small box down, Liu Changqing froze, opened the box again, and took out the notebook inside.
A man walked to the computer desk and started reading.
This is a diary.
Moreover, each diary is not long, some even only have a few words.
From beginning to end, Liu Changqing never missed a day.
But the notebook is not used very much, only about half of it is used, and most of it contains nothing content, such as what I ate today and what I did.
Soon all the diaries recorded were read through by Liu Changqing.
Looking at the page without any writing, Liu Changqing reached out and took the pen beside him. After rubbing the pen cap off with one hand, he held the pen and started writing in the notebook.
I wrote two names.
Liu Haicheng
Hao Jing
These two are Liu Changqing's parents from the previous generation.
As time goes by, the two memories in the body merge, and Liu Changqing is afraid that if this continues, one day he will not be able to remember his parents.
Looking at the two names he had written, Liu Changqing's eyes flickered a little. Memories from his previous life flashed through his mind, and a strange feeling arose.
After looking at it for an unknown amount of time, Liu Changqing closed the pen in his hand again, then got up from his position and came to the wardrobe.
He placed the notebook in his hand in the box, closed the lid, and then closed it again.
Pushing it in hard, I pushed it to the corner of the large wardrobe.
Looking at the box, he finally used his hands to slowly close the closet door.
After exhaling, Liu Changqing raised his hands and patted both sides of his cheeks as if to cheer himself up.
He opened his door and walked out.
He asked loudly.
"What do you want to eat tonight? Can tomato and egg noodles be used?"
"Okay! I want more eggs!"
Liu Xiazhi responded like this without looking back while watching TV.
Liu Changqing noticed his daughter's appearance, and for some reason a smile slowly appeared on his lips.
I was thinking in my heart.
The days...have to look forward, right?
Turning back and walking towards the kitchen, Liu Changqing said.