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Gently close the door, think about it, he pressed the door lock again.

The first time in my life, I slept with such a small thing. Xicheng was really unsure. People who never locked the bedroom door, the first time the door was locked is just in case.

Turning his face to look at the little guy on the bed, he went back to the bathroom, slammed his foot and closed the door, taking a shower at the fastest speed, afraid of waking up little things, not blowing his hair, just drying it with a towel.

Going out of the bathroom, and looking around carefully, put a few decorations in the lower part, put them all in the place that the little guy can't touch, and carefully inspect the circle, there is really no danger, then I go back to the bed and uncover. The quilt, for fear of awakening the little guy, every move in Xicheng is the lightest.

With one hand on his head, he lay sideways on the side of the little guy, and he didn't feel a little sleepy.

There is only a dimly lit floor lamp on the side of the bed. The warm light reflects the cute little face of the little one. This small child is still carefree and sleeps very well.

Looking at his sleeping face, Xicheng stretched out his fingers and gently touched his face, his lips rising.

For a moment, I smiled again, and Jun’s face was sad.

Two years ago, the messy night, he never forgot, although he did not remember the details because of the drug, but he looked at him with tears in the summer, he will never forget.

After that day, he was always looking for her, using all kinds of methods, the girl seems to have disappeared, and never appeared.

Later, there were many more things, and he had to give up trying to find her.

However, I still think of her, every time I think of it, I feel embarrassed and distressed.

Xicheng always believes that Xia Wen is hating him.

She has enough reasons and should hate him.

However, she actually gave him a child... This is something that Xicheng never dreamed of.

Thinking of summer warm, the man frowned again.

After the two people had spoken once in the piano competition, when they returned to school, every time they met, she would smile at him, politely say good morning or goodbye, and politely, he would respond lightly. .

On several occasions, she took the initiative to ask him about the school's topic.

When it rained, the driver of the family was late to pick him up. He stood at the door. She couldn't help but put her umbrella on him. When he reacted, she had run into the subway station in the rain...

Looking back now, in those three years, Xia Wen was the only classmate who could be called his friend.

In the next semester of high school, he applied for a successful foreign university and left school in advance.

He didn't have any attachment to other teachers and classmates. He wanted to go to school and wanted to talk to her. Unfortunately, she didn't come to sick leave. The next day he went to Europe, and then he was on the other side.

Later, he also remembered her occasionally, thinking that if I had to stay in a contact, of course, every time I had a lot of ideas, I would like to dispel this thought...

Later, when he returned to China, he was understated as an ordinary person, and the girl became a glimpse of what he occasionally remembered.

But now, he is lying on the side of this little little guy, mother is her, father is him.

It all happened too suddenly and too subtle.

Just a few hours have been completely reconciled, and now he finally has a chance to calmly think.

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