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 a birthday gift from Tong Yan when she was four years old.

A rabbit with long ears was placed on the bed beside the pillow. It was even older. He gave it to her when she was two years old.

At that time, Tong Yan was a sensitive little girl. She couldn't sleep at night. In order to appease her, Shi Jinyang gave her a beautiful long eared rabbit.

In fact, Tong Yan has never depended on anything, but later, slowly, when she was sleeping, she unconsciously got used to holding the rabbit to sleep.

The two European dolls next to the pillow are the Christmas gifts he gave her when she was five years old. Since she came to Qingjia, Shi Jinyang has the habit of giving her gifts every festival every year, even on the 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 the one 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 been to these things in his heart before. However, when he suddenly saw them, he found that every little bit about her and him was like a mark on his brain.

Even though it was so old, he still remembered it clearly.

Step by step, she walked towards the bedside, picked up the rabbit at the head of her bed and looked at it quietly. Shi Jinyang gently stroked the rabbit's ears and lay down on her bed.

She slept in her room for a night. When she woke up the next day, Qing Yafeng and his wife were packing and seemed to be ready to return home.

"Not together?" Tong Yan is chewing bread on the dining table. When she sees him coming downstairs, she says something light.

She was always thinking about when he would leave and how he would not go back.

Shi Jinyang gave her a cool glance, walked to her side, folded the bread in her hand, put it into her mouth and blocked her mouth.

"Eat your food!"

The child's face is shriveled, and he doesn't talk much.

When qingyafeng was dragging his luggage to go out, thinking about the conversation between them last night, he stopped again.

He turned his head and looked at Shi Jinyang deeply, as if to say something.

"Three uncles have something to say!" Shi Jinyang nodded to him.

"Yan Yan didn't have so many seven years!" Qingyafeng didn't say much, just left such a sentence and went straight out of the hall.

"Dad, wait for me, I'll see you off!" Tong Yan left the bread in her hand, and no matter whether she had finished her breakfast, she trotted to catch up.

Shi Jinyang stood rigidly in the room and slowly recalled his words, his eyes stagnated.

His face slightly light hanging, dark pupil like a layer of hazy fog, seems to be thinking about something.

A long absence.

When I lift my eyes again, my eyes are clear again.

Striding out of the villa, before qingyafeng's car started, he opened the door, sat in the back seat, and sat with Tongyan, "let's go together!"

Tong Yan Leng Leng, didn't say much.

The head reaches the front seat, and what she has in her head is only Qing Yafeng's words, "Dad, what seven years?"

"Did you talk about anything last night?"

"What does my seven years have to do with Jin Yang?"

"Dad, you'd better tell me. Mom and I will test your theory together!"

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