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Jin Nian shrugs her shoulders, in a casual tone.

Ye Xi frowned and stared into Jin Nian's eyes. "Honey, don't you like France?"

Geun Nian sighed, lying flat, with a small arm under his head, looked at the ceiling and said, "I don't like it, just..."

"Just what?" Ye Xi approaches and looks at Jin Nian.

Geun Nian looks at Ye Xi with her head askew and her mouth curled. "You know, I'm Chinese after all!"

“……” Ye Xi drew the corner of his mouth.

Although Jin Nian has been in France since she was born, Lu Jingxing and her treatment of the little guy, both in terms of language and behavior consciousness, deliberately instilled Chinese education and views.

So, he speaks French fluently, but he knows that he is Chinese, and he is very interested in Chinese culture and history.

At a young age, he studied and read the ancient Chinese poetry collection and the 5000 year history book of China. He coughed and coughed. Although there are more than 3000 Chinese characters that some kids already know, there are still many words that they don't know.

It's just that the reason why the little guy asks is really because he is bored or thinks that he is Chinese and should live in China?

Ye Xi looks at Jin Nian with complex eyes. "So honey, do you want to stay in China?"

Jin Nian's big eyes turned around. She took back her small hand, which was pressing under her neck. She turned around and stared at Ye Xi directly. "Is that ok?"

“……” Ye Xi inhales, which is not a problem.

As Jin Nian said, she is Chinese after all, and in fact, she is quite traditional and believes in falling leaves and returning to the root, so even after living in France for two years, she still has no sense of belonging.

In fact, only she knows how much she wants to go back home.

Even if you don't live in city B, you want to live in China. She loves her country very much, even though many parts of the country are not satisfactory.

"Mami, are you worried that Daddy doesn't agree that we stay in China?" Jin Nian said.

Ye Xi's eyes twinkled, looking at Jin Nian, reaching out and touching his black and bright eyes, "Daddy, he is concerned about our safety."

"Is it not safe for us to stay in China?" Jin Nian frowned.

Ye Xi shakes his head. "Honey, you are still young now. You don't understand a lot of things when you say..."

"How do you know if you don't understand?" Geun Nian was a little angry. He looked at a hundred discontented Xie Yexi and hummed, "what's more, how hard can you understand what you can understand?"

“……” Ye Xi's face is full of blood. I'm not used to it if I don't beat her IQ in a day, is it?

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, Jin Nian has been sleeping in ye xihuai like a pig without worries. Ye Xi doesn't know if it's because she has slept too much in the past three months, but now she has no sleepiness at all.

Ye Xi side of the body embraces the body of Jin Nian, a pair of bright eyes looking at the floor to floor window.

The white gauze on the floor to ceiling window, opened a wisp from the middle, the light halo outside the window sprinkled on the floor to ceiling window, is the melancholy light blue.

Silent night, always very easy to arouse people's vulnerability, tear people's camouflage.

Ye Xi's eyes gradually grew crystal clear, and her heart was full of grief and strong enough to destroy her thoughts. Tears rolled down the corner of her eyes.

Her mind is full of the beautiful face in memory. She is still vivid and warm in her mind. How can she accept that there is no more her in the world?

Ye Xi closed her eyes. Her heart hurt so much that she bent a little. She grabbed the patient's clothes with one hand and bit her teeth, so that she could not help crying.

But just then, the sound of the door opening came from the door.

Ye Xi tears a stagnant, drooping wet long eyelashes toward the door to see the past.

When I saw the tall and cold posture in front of the door covered with the night, ye Xi was in a panic.

Stop and steady footsteps come towards her side, getting closer and closer.

Ye Xi is flustered. He closes his eyes and presses his face against the little face of Jin Nian. However, his heart beats out of frequency as the steady footsteps approach.

Such as the footsteps of the devil sound finally stopped at her bedside, ye Xi's heart beat to the extreme, but it seems to be about to bear and stop.

Unconsciously hold your breath, so that in the large ward, you can only smell the deep breath from the back of the man and the shallow snoring of the sleeping little man in front of you.

The man stood at the head of the bed for a long time without any movement.

Ye Xi's forehead is sweating because of the long breath holding.

If the man behind no longer acts, ye Xi is afraid to suffocate.

But before she suffocated, ye Xi felt the bed on her side sink in.

Between body light quiver, a powerful arm, already from back horizontal came over, across quilt to hug her.

His breath was close to her neck.

Ye Xi dare not go out. He is as stiff as a stone."Breathe."

Suddenly, a man's helpless sigh came from the back of his ear like a smoke.

Ye Xi's heart tip trembled, but he held his breath more tightly.

The man raised his delicate chin slightly, kissed her on the brow, and his voice was extremely hoarse. "Xiao Xi'er, don't be afraid of me, don't be afraid of me..."

“……” Ye Xi's tears stuck in his eyes, suddenly rolled down because of the man's words.

The cheek is held, and the man's warm fingers and abdomen are brushed by her long eyelashes.

Ye Xi looks up at him, and can see clearly the deep feelings of the man in the deep eye pool, just like the flood, rushing towards her.

"I miss you so much." My little night.

For a moment, even the heart is wet.

Ye Xi clenched ten fingers and restrained herself from reaching for the man in front of her. She missed him very much, especially.

Huo Yingting looked at the little woman with tears in her arms. Her throat was blocked badly.

Slowly tighten her arms, Huo Yanting will be her small body quivering into the arms.

His arms are as warm and powerful as ever, with a light smell of tobacco, such as the Deadly Poppy, tightly surrounding Ye Xi.

Ye Xi's tears wet the black shirt on his chest. Finally, under the bewitchment of his embrace and breath, his clenched fingers loosen a little bit. Carefully, carefully, they hold one corner of his shirt.

The strength was so light that he could hardly feel it.

This moment of "embracing" makes Ye Xi greedy. She hopes that time will stay in this moment forever, with him, her and their children.