Just now, because she was in a hurry to catch up with ANN, and her feet were not sharp, she threw the flowers Yichen gave her on the side of the road. At this time, she saw Yichen listening to her empty hand.

Hastily explained: "Yi Chen, that flower..."

Before anluoluo finished, she was interrupted by Yichen.

"If you lose it, it's just a bunch of flowers." Yi Chen said with heartache.

This was his first time to buy flowers, and also his first time to send flowers to girls. He was still the one he liked. However, he did not expect that the flowers he spent so much money on were lost by anluoluo.

Anluoluo looks at Yichen pretending to be relaxed, but he knows that he doesn't care. But in front of the two children, Angelo didn't want to explain.

"Wow, the flowers in my mother's hand were sent by my uncle." At this time, he held the show in good time.

Girls all like flowers, although ease is small, but it is no exception. Heard someone send mother flowers, is also a look of envy.

At this time, Yi Chen said, "I love flowers. My uncle will send you next time."

"Really, uncle? That's as big as Mom's bunch of flowers. " He also talked about his expectations.

"No problem." Yi Chen readily agreed, but in fact, he was avoiding the embarrassment just now.

When eating, if it's not An'an and an'xin who are adjusting the atmosphere, it's really embarrassing.

Back home, Yi Chen shut himself in the room, even if Ann and Ann want to play in his room, he refused, shut himself in the room.

Anluoluo coaxed the two children to sleep, hesitated for a moment, or knocked Yichen's room, but there was no response.

"Yi Chen, can I have a word with you?" Asked Angelo.

"I'm going to bed. You should go to bed earlier." Yichen responded.

Angelo breathed, put down her hand, and went back to her room.

At this moment, Qiao Liting is sitting at the head of the bed. He and anluoluo used to be married in the room. In his hand is the picture of the wedding with anluoluo, and the divorce agreement.

The edge of the photo has been worn. Over the years, he often took out this picture and looked at it as if he would forget the appearance of Angelo without looking at it.

His impression of anluoluo, stay in the first night, night her stubborn eyes, and soft body.

That feeling, let him go over and over again aftertaste, but never find back.

Even when a strange woman approached him, he could distinguish himself from Angelo, which made him extremely disgusted.

"Where on earth are you? Is the child good or not? " Joe Li Ting looked at the dark sea outside, murmured, and then turned off the light.

In his dream, there are two lovely figures. The little boy is wearing a suit of the same style as him, and the little girl is wearing two sheep's horn braids. It's just a figure.

He tried to see what they looked like, but they never looked back and he couldn't catch up with them.

All of a sudden, the little girl turned around, laughed at him, and called out sweetly: "Dad, Dad, come on..."

All of a sudden, the little girl's face turned into anluoluo's face, and Qiao lizing woke up from his dream.

He couldn't figure out who the two children were, and why the little girl had become Angelo.

Turn on the light, get up and pour yourself a glass of water, look at the time, it's more than a little bit in the morning.

And Angelo couldn't sleep that night.