She opened Weibo, her eyes were as calm as running water, quenching tranquility and peace.

A heart is ups and downs, no longer warm.

She edited a few words and sent them——

"New Year is here, why haven't you come back yet?"

Can he hear Xiaofanfan’s call in heaven? Xiaofanfan misses him so much.

"Josnian, if you can hear Xiao Fanfan's voice, please wish him to grow up healthy." Ye Jiaqi said softly.

In the darkness, her eyes fell on the illuminated screen of her mobile phone.

Clearly and clearly.

A few months ago, when she posted a Weibo post, he would comment on it.

From now on, no one will call her back.

Putting away his mobile phone, Ye Jiaqi hugged Qiao Chengfan tightly.

In a trance, as if in a dream.

I remember that when she was pregnant, she always wondered whether she would sleep with her baby in her arms every day after he was born.

She will definitely give him the best.

If he wants stars, she can pick them too.

At this moment, holding Xiao Fanfan in my arms, that feeling is becoming a little bit more real.

Like the stars, if you stretch out your hand, you can suddenly touch them.

The little guy's body was soft and soft, and even his breathing felt sweet when he was next to her.

In the distance, there are sporadic sounds of firecrackers.

This night, Ye Jiaqi slept peacefully.

Early in the morning, she was woken up by Xiao Fanfan.

"Qiqi, this is the New Year's gift from the baby." The little guy has a small box in his hand.

Ye Jiaqi rubbed his eyes and smiled: "What?"

She took it and opened it.

In the box are roses folded from colored paper, some in bright red and some in pink...

Lifelike, beautiful, and thoughtful.

"Did Xiao Fanfan fold it by himself? When did he fold it? Qiqi doesn't even know." Ye Jiaqi looked at the little guy.

The little guy is a big brat, but he still hides his little thoughts from her!

"I folded them a few days ago. Roses represent love."

The little guy blinked his big eyes and looked serious.

Ye Jiaqi was in a daze and saw that he looked exactly like that person when he became serious.

Occasionally, he would frown.

"Love? Are you going to confess to me?" Ye Jiaqi smiled.

"I also want to take Lao Qiao with me." Qiao Chengfan always remembered his father, "We all love you."

Ye Jiaqi held his forehead. The world of a child is so simple, like a piece of white paper with no distracting thoughts.

"Qiqi loves you too."

Ye Jiaqi stretched out his hand, pulled him into his arms, and kissed his little face.

"It's 'you'." Qiao Chengfan corrected her.

"You guys." Ye Jiaqi compromised.

At this point, it is best if the little guy is happy, and there is no point in worrying about anything else.

Ye Jiaqi also prepared a New Year's gift for the little guy, which is a set of building blocks.

Although it is not very valuable, it also represents her feelings.

In the future, she will give gifts to the little guy during the Chinese New Year.

"Qiqi, let's go out to eat dumplings. Dad said we eat dumplings on the first day of the new year and have a reunion." The little guy was very serious.

Suddenly, Ye Jiaqi's head felt a dull pain.

He also said this to her.

During the twelve years they lived in Qiao Zhai, they spent every New Year together.

No matter how busy he is, he will always go home on New Year's Eve.

On the first day of the new year, when she clamored for something else to eat, he would always say lightly, "Eat the dumplings, it will be nice to be reunited."

At that time, she still thought he was childish.

Now that I think about it, it is just a kind of spiritual sustenance.
Chapter completed!