âYeah, I didnât see him wearing a dress after he got better. After that, Xi Yu was once again willing to go to school. I was so gratified, my son has finally returned, and I have never worried about him.
As he talked about the plane crash, Xu Bingxinâs tears couldnât stop flowing down.
The disasters in this world were always unprepared and did not give people a proper farewell.
It was an unbearable pain for her.
Younger brother.
âMy brother went to Italy for half a year. The background restaurant in this photo is the most popular Italian architectural model, and the time, place and character are exactly the same. â
âI donât really remember, but I remember that Xi Yu suddenly returned home one day and was completely drenched. It was as if he was in the rain outside and fell sick the moment he returned home, which took him a whole three months.â
Shi Xiaonian held the Photo Frame in her hands and stared at Xi Yuâs pair of eyes. After a long time, she suddenly saw an indescribable sadness in those eyes.
âBecause you ran away!â Gong Ouâs voice was still mixed with a bit of drowsiness, his voice was nasal, his voice was extremely deep, âCome back immediately!â
âGong Ou, let me think about it.â
âYouâve thought about it long enough, hurry up and come back!â I will send Feng De to pick you up! âImmediately let me see you!â Gong Ou said tyrannically, not allowing her to leave him even a second.
Shi Xiaonian leaned her back against the ice-cold wall, and could not help but ask, âGong Ou, why can you say that you only need to flip over that page?â
More than half a year had passed.
Gong Ou stood there in silence for a few seconds, then asked her, âWhy do you want to change?â
âIf it has changed, so be it. Time canât go back.â Shi Xiaonian said.
âWhy didnât he come back? Itâs only been half a year. There are still dozens of years left in the future!â Gong Ou said without thinking, he did not even consider it.
In his eyes, none of this was a problem.
She could not pretend that nothing had happened.
Gong Ou asked.
âYes.â
âWhatever name you choose sounds good.â
Shi Xiaonian held onto her phone, not knowing how to reply.
âYes.â Gong Ou said in a deep voice, âItâs the same when you cry.â