"This is your home address?" Xu Jingyan pinched out the fold of the express list, which was no longer as calm as before.

Jane Huan bumped two sets of clothes bought for her grandmother into the express bag, thought she had written wrong, reported the address of Li Yang's hometown again, and looked at Xu Jingyan in confusion: "am I wrong?"

Seeing that Xu Jingyan didn't give the list to himself, the courier politely asked, "Sir, do you have a good look?"

Xu Jingyan lowered his head and stared at the beautiful font and the address. A crazy idea was about to break out of the cocoon.

That year, Jane ningxuan bought three cotton padded jackets for her family in the capital. He accompanied her to post parcels. She said, "my handwriting is not good-looking. Come on!"

As like as two peas in the American Academy, Jian Ningxuan wrote the first word "childish". She handed him the pen and stood by her side, reporting the address of her home. Even after so many years, he recognized it again. Jane's mail address was exactly the same as the one he wrote in the same time.

He suddenly remembered that time when he ran into Jian Huan in the car to Liyang. She said, "I lived with my grandparents since childhood."

He heard that Su Manrong, Huo Zhengdong's wife, took her daughter abroad after her husband died. She hasn't been back again in more than 20 years

That time he invited Jane Huan to dinner. She specially told the waiter not to put garlic in the dish.

In the primary school auditorium, she helped the children play the violin without even following the music.

It was a very common thing. Now when he thought of it again, he only felt heartache.

He recalled that day, Su Manrong was outside the cafe. She stared into his eyes and said word by word, "dead, that child... Dead!"

……

Jian Huan saw Xu Jingyan in a trance. She didn't know what was wrong with him. She couldn't help asking, "are you okay?"

When Xu Jingyan heard her voice, he slowly recovered, looked up at his puzzled Jane Huan, clutching the list in both hands, and gradually his eyes became red.

"..." Jian Huan told Xu Jingyan that she didn't know what to call her: "if you're uncomfortable, why don't you sit down for a while."

Xu Jingyan opened his mouth, but found that his throat was so blocked that he couldn't make a sound. He just looked at Jian Huan in a daze and couldn't open his eyes.

The courier took the list and clothes and left.

Over there, Aunt Li just came out with a dinner plate: "just in time, I made snacks. Let's eat with Mr. Xu before we go."

Jane Huan thought Xu Jingyan would refuse, but the fact is that Xu Jingyan stayed and ate longan egg soup stewed by Aunt Li with her.

More accurately, Xu Jingyan sat opposite and watched her eat.

Jian Huan felt a little embarrassed. She ate a few mouthfuls, wiped her mouth and looked up at Xu Jingyan: "it tastes good. You can have some, too."

"... I'm not hungry." Xu Jingyan wanted to smile at her. He never thought that smiling would be so difficult one day.

When the landline at home rang, Jane Huan picked it up and said, "well, OK, let him in."

"There are guests at home?" Xu Jingyan guessed. It should be a call from the security room at the door of the community.

Jane Huan booked a violin for Huo nianyan in a musical instrument store on the Internet a few days ago. It's for children only. The little guy recently told her he wanted to learn to play the piano, and she expressed her absolute support. Now in this society, none of the children brought out has one or two specialties. She also wants Huo nianyan to master his skills.

Huo nianyan is getting older, but she is too active. She hopes to calm him down by learning the piano.

……

Xu Jingyan sat in the living room and watched Jane Huan come slowly as she bowed her head and fiddled with the small piano box.

Especially looking at the gentle look on her face, his hands fastened his legs, knees, the back of his hands, green tendons burst, depressed and difficult to breathe.

"For nianyan? Why, he wants to learn the violin?"

Jian Huan felt that she was a teacher in front of the master. She smiled and blushed faintly: "first buy a violin and let him practice."

"What about you? How old did you start to learn the piano?" Xu Jingyan felt his throat dry, but he was eager to know everything about her when she was a child.

Jane Huan recalled: "probably six years old, or five and a half years old. I can't remember the details."

Xu Jingyan has known about Jian ningxuan's family before. She is not rich, but only an ordinary family. She lives with her elderly grandparents. How can a couple who have lost their labor force afford their children to learn the violin?

Xu Jingyan looked at her and asked, "would life be very hard when I was a child?"

Jane Huan didn't understand why Xu Jingyan suddenly asked. Thinking of his kind grandmother, she smiled: "although it's not rich, it's enough for me."

Although later, she entered Yan's house, in those years in Liyang, Grandpa and grandma really hurt her to the bone.

"Have you ever thought about your parents?"

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