Mrs. Li gently stroked the ring with her fingers. He wanted to tell her that even if everything could not go back to the past, the broken things could no longer be complete, but did he still want to make up as much as he could?

"In fact, why..." Mrs. Li murmured softly. Her eyes were wet. She loved and hated, and finally wanted to forget faintly.

Maybe it's between her and him all her life.

Maybe in a few years, she and he can finally sit at the same table and talk like ordinary friends.

People's life is too short, so it's good to let time erase the pain they once had. I hope... She and he can really put down the past in the future

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Qin Kaifeng returned to J City and returned to the original normal life track. Qin Sitong often had video calls with his father and often went to his mother to see his mother. He would tell his father about his mother.

Whenever my father listens to my mother's news, such as what tea my mother likes to drink, what snacks she eats, and recently participated in the elderly class, a smile will appear on my father's face.

Qin Sitong knew that his father didn't really put down his mother. In fact, his father still loved his mother deeply in his heart, but maybe this way is the best for them.

Many things may not be achieved overnight, but need time to realize slowly.

Han zixie's body is recovering day by day. After more than half a month, he can be discharged from the hospital. Naturally, on the day of discharge, Han zixie came to Qin Sitong's villa to meet Han Lin. as a result, he saw his son holding a plush toy bear about his height, and sitting opposite him, junle Yan xiaopenyou, lying in front of a piece of white paper, Drawing with colorful colored pens.

Han zixie couldn't come back. Although during his hospitalization, Qin Sitong often came to the hospital with two young to see him, he also saw many sons different from the past. These differences often surprised him.

Now, obviously, what surprised him is not over.

At least... In his impression, his son hated this kind of plush toys. He bought some for his son before, but they were despised by the little guy with his eyes.

In short, Han Lin simply disdained to play with such things.

Now, my son is still holding the teddy bear? Still holding on?!

"This is a kindergarten assignment. I want to draw my good friends. Er... Yan Yan thinks Xiao Lin and Xiong Xiong are her good friends, so she wants to draw them all." Qin Sitong explained.

"That's it?" Han zixie's eyes were still looking at his son. He always felt that the reason seemed... Weak.

"That's it." Qin Sitong said.

Well, it's really such a weak reason. I don't know if it's because Yan Yan's position in his son's mind is too important? Or has his son really begun to be willing to integrate more into the group? Or both?

"Why don't you go here after dinner? When Yan Yan finishes painting, it's almost time for dinner." Qin Sitong said.

Han zixie looked at this. He really had to have dinner here, so he nodded, came up to junleyan and looked at the picture painted by the little guy.