Ye Jiaqi moved the photo farther away, and Little Yuzi stretched her neck forward to take a closer look.

The little guy's expression was very cute, and Ye Jiaqi curled his lips helplessly.

Many times, she couldn't bear to part with Little Pomelo.

"Are you still reading? Little Yuzi, you were still in mother's belly at that time!" Ye Jiaqi pointed at himself, "Hey, this is you. Even if you tell me, you don't understand. However, having you is the most precious thing in my life for my mother."

Although happy things are bad for you, no one can replace your position in mother's heart. As for this person, don't see him again if you have ever seen him. He has a bad temper, drinks, smokes and scolds others, and you won't like it. Mom will

Find you a father who likes you and lets you grow up in love."

Ye Jiaqi's voice became gentle again.

The anger just now is gone.

There is nothing to argue with a child who is only a few months old, let alone her own biological daughter.

Little Yuzi's two big eyes were still looking at the photo, as if the photo was some novelty.

She stretched out her hand, still wanting to grab it.

If Ye Jiaqi didn't give it, she would be anxious.

Ye Jiaqi had no choice but to give it to her. As a result, Xiao Youzi let go of her hand and failed to hold it properly, causing the photo to fall to the ground.

Little Youzi scratched her head as if she had done something bad and looked at Ye Jiaqi innocently.

Ye Jiaqi smiled and bent down to pick it up: "Hold it carefully. If it falls, I won't show it to you."

Little Youzi grabbed the photo and refused to let go, so Ye Jiaqi held her and walked up and down the balcony.

As the night falls, the sun's light gradually disappears on the horizon, and the street lights light up one after another. When the wind blows, the curtains make a "chichi" sound. The night wind is cool and comfortable, and it is very comfortable without turning on the air conditioner.

This kind of wind is mixed with the fragrance of flowers and plants, and you will feel comfortable if you take a gentle breath.

Ye Jiaqi stood by the window holding the little grapefruit.

Little Yuzi likes to look out the window, so she stays with her for a while.

After all, the wind in Chicago is different from other places. She has almost adapted to the Chicago summer.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew.

Little Yuzi's little hand failed to grasp it tightly, and the photo fluttered into the air and was blown out of the window by the evening breeze.

At that moment, Little Yuzi scratched her head and stretched her neck to look outside.

Ye Jiaqi was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and watched the fluttering photos falling slowly at a swaying speed, floating in the air like snowflakes, and did not fall to the ground for a long time.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Little Yuzi made a vague sound, feeling anxious that she had done something wrong.

Ye Jiaqi was still looking out the window.

The floor is not high and the wind is very strong.

The photo first fell to the ground, and then flew up when the wind blew.

Gradually, no trace can be seen, and I don’t know where it fell.

Under the night, Ye Jiaqi's eyes had a dull and deep luster. The dim light floated up and down without focus.

The photo flew away and disappeared.

The last photo of her and him.

The wind was still blowing outside, blowing up dust and fallen leaves.

Summer nights are not bleak, but have a cool chill.

There was a somewhat confused look in Ye Jiaqi's eyes, and the confusion gradually turned into a hazy mist, dissipating in the boundless night, endlessly.

My heart is quiet, and I can't hear the echo of beating.

The whole world seemed to be silent, leaving only the sky and the vast stars covering the surrounding areas.

The wind kept blowing, making a low moaning sound.
Chapter completed!