When Tang Shi woke up the next day, he saw a valuable blanket on his shoulder. It was made by thin night, with his initials embroidered on the end.

B. The word "Y" is like a fire in her field of vision. Tang poetry seems to be stimulated and throws the blanket on the ground. The whole person breathes.

Tang Wei was surprised by her action. He opened his eyes and looked up at her. "Mommy, what's the matter with you?"

"I'm fine..." Tang Shi put away her flustered mood, and Bo ye would cover her blanket How is that possible?

"I fell asleep with you last night." Tang Shi touched Tang Wei's face, "has the fever subsided? It's time for mommy to go

"No, Mommy!"

Tang Wei grabbed the corner of Tang Shi's coat and whispered, "would you like to stay with me one more day?"

Looking at the desire in Tang Wei's eyes, Tang Shi couldn't bear it, so he sighed, "Mommy, if you don't spend the night here, can I accompany you to the afternoon?"

Tang Wei nodded with red eyes, "I don't want mommy to go I don't want to be alone in such a big house. "

Lonely, no family and warmth.

Tang Shi comforted Tang Wei and went downstairs to make breakfast for him, as if these things had happened countless times.

Bo Ye got up early and walked down the stairs. He was shocked when he saw the figure in the kitchen. In a trance, he seemed to go back to five years ago. Tang Shi insisted on making breakfast for him every morning, although he never took it with him.

But now when I see this figure again, the familiar feeling swept by. Bo Ye stood at the stairway and lost his mind.

Tang Shi came out of the kitchen with the sun egg and bacon. When she saw the thin night, her voice was cold, as if she had always been just a routine. "Sorry, I used the ingredients in your refrigerator."

What she said was so ordinary, but she clearly remembered everything, including every piece of furniture in the kitchen, with the smell of memory

Tang Shi's shoulder is shaking. She meets Bo Ye face to face. She tells herself not to be afraid. She has nothing to lose!

Bo Ye noticed the subtle trembling of Tang poetry. She stared at her for a long time with deep eyes, and then spit out a syllable indifferently, "HMM."

Look at his fearless appearance. Tang Shi thinks that he is just amorous. She is the only one who has been stabbed by memories from beginning to end!

Tang Shi took the tableware, took the breakfast and went back to Tang Wei's room.

Thin night as if nothing had happened, generally continue to walk downstairs, but in the kitchen to see another table of sun eggs, the man always calm face seems to have a crack.

Medium rare, with yellow Sun egg.

It used to be his most familiar breakfast five years ago.

Countless past like a flash of light from the cracks in the depths of his mind, electric light flint like an instant, he felt what the apex of his heart trembled, a sour pain on his mind.

A trace of consternation passed over thin night's delicate and beautiful face. His pupils were slightly constricted, and his fingers were inadvertently tightened.

The details of his life that he didn't have to look at with his eyes turned out to be the objects he now cherishes.

Tang poetry this is Did you leave it for him?

She doesn't eat half cooked fried eggs, only he Only then has the habit of eating the half life sun egg.

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