Compared with the bustle of the Ji family, Fang Yaqing's here is more desolate.

After eating alone, she sat on the sofa watching TV.

It's a festive show on TV, but she can't watch anything and her ears are deaf.

Her eyes were empty without any focus, her eyes were numb and dull, and the water in her hands was cold.

Although in Paris, she and Tong Tong two people's life is not good, but at least in the new year, she can be with her daughter, not lonely.

And this year, she felt that the new year's Eve was too hard to endure, so cold that she shivered all over.

Outside, there will be fireworks in the sky.

But no matter how busy it is outside, it can't warm her cold heart.

Sitting at 10 o'clock, she put down her water glass and got up, took the mobile phone on the coffee table to go back to the room. At this time, the mobile phone suddenly rang.

The clear and cold living room, the bell rings suddenly, very harsh.

She looked down, it was Ji Shaoheng's phone, her heart suddenly jumped two times.

Her first reaction was to rush to open the door, but there was no one outside.

She laughed at herself, this time the season family must be very lively, how could he bring Tong Tong to her here.

She opened the phone that was still ringing and put it in her ear. Her voice was a little hoarse: "hello..."

"Mommy." Fang Sitong's soft voice came.

"Tongtong." Her face a joy, rubbed some dry eyes, "so late, you haven't sleep?"

"Not yet."

Fang Yaqing went upstairs while talking: "are you happy tonight?"

Fang Sitong pouted his lips: "not happy."

From her low voice, Fang Yaqing also heard unhappy: "what's the matter?"

Fang Sitong said truthfully: "today is new year's Eve, the home is very busy, but there is no mother."

Hearing her saying this, Fang Yaqing choked for a moment, her throat was like a thorn, and the white fog came up from her eyes, slowly gathered in the corner of her eyes, and her vision was blurred.

She covered her lips and didn't let herself cry. After a while, she said, "Tong Tong, it doesn't matter. On New Year's Eve next year, Mommy will accompany you."

She was just comforting her daughter. She didn't even know what would happen tomorrow, let alone next year.

Even if she said so, Fang Sitong's mood did not go any better. Her voice was small and should be a "Oh".

"Tong Tong, you should listen to your father at home. Mommy has prepared a red envelope for you and will give it to you next time I come."

"Then I'll ask my father to take me tomorrow." Fang Sitong is happy to hear that mommy has prepared a red envelope for her.

Fang Sitong had been lying in bed, but she really wanted to be a mother, so she begged Ji Shaoheng to call Fang Yaqing.

Ji Shaoheng refused at the beginning. She said it was the new year's wish, and Ji Shaoheng met her request.

As soon as the phone rang, he gave it to Fang Sitong, but Fang Sitong accidentally ran into the hands-free button, so Ji Shaoheng also heard what they said just now.

Hearing Fang Yaqing say that he will spend the new year's Eve with Tongtong next year, Ji Shaoheng's eyes suddenly become dark, mixed with some complexity.

After tonight is a new year, and the end of the new year will be the two years mentioned by Xie suling.

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