There are many dolls in the room. A pair of dolls on the windowsill are very old. The fluff on the ears of the two rabbits has been washed white. It was Tong Yan's birthday present when she was four years old. A long eared rabbit on the bed next to the pillow is older. He gave it to her when she was two years old. At that time, Tong Yan was still a sensitive little girl. She couldn't sleep at night. In order to appease her, Shi Jinyang sent her a beautiful long eared rabbit. In fact, Tong Yan has never relied on the habit of anything, but later, when she went to bed, she was unconsciously used to holding the rabbit to sleep. The two European dolls next to the pillow are Christmas gifts he gave her when she was five years old. Since she came to Qing's house, Shi Jinyang has the habit of giving her gifts every festival every year, even on national day and new year's day. The doll leaning against the European doll was given by Shi Jinyang when she was six years old, and next to it was when she was seven years old... Every doll in the room has a story about him and her. Shi Jinyang had never taken these things to his heart before. However, when he suddenly saw them, he found that every bit about her and him seemed to be branded with a mark in his brain. Even though it was so long ago, he still remembered it so clearly. Step by step, she walked towards the bed, picked up the long eared rabbit at the head of her bed and looked quietly. Shi Jinyang gently stroked the rabbit's ears with his fingers and lay down on her bed. She slept in her room all night. When she woke up the next day, Qing Yafeng and his wife were packing and seemed ready to return home“ Not together? " Tong Yan was eating bread on the table. When he saw him downstairs, he said something faintly. She always thought about when he would leave, and why he didn't go back without three words. Shi Jinyang glanced at her coolly, took a few steps to her side, folded the bread in her hand, stuffed it into her mouth and blocked her mouth“ Eat your food! " The boy's face was flat and his mouth was flat. He didn't talk much. When Qing Yafeng was dragging his luggage to go out, he thought about their dialogue last night and stopped again. Turning his head sideways, he stared at Shi Jinyang deeply, as if he wanted to say something“ The third uncle has something to say! " Shi Jinyang nodded slightly at him“ Yan Yan doesn't have so many seven years! " Qing Yafeng didn't say much, just left such a sentence and went straight out of the hall“ Dad, wait for me, I'll send you! " Tong Yan dropped the bread in her hand and ran after it before she finished her breakfast. Shi Jinyang stood stiff in the room and slowly recalled his words. His eyes stagnated. His face was slightly drooping, and the dark pupil seemed to be covered with a hazy fog, as if he was thinking about something. A long absence. When he raised his eyes again, his eyes returned to Qingming. He strode out of the villa. Before qingyafeng's car started, he opened the door and sat in the back seat. He sat with Tong Yan, "let's send it together!" Tong Yan was stunned and didn't say much. When her head reached the front seat, all she had in her head was Qing Yafeng's words, "Dad, what seven years?"“ Did you talk about something last night? "“ What does my seven years have to do with Jin Yang? "“ Dad, tell me, mom and I will also identify your theory! " This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.