She listened quietly, and occasionally unconsciously told him about the past. For example, the first time Cang Zeyue talked to her, "Where did I seem to have seen it? Could it be the fate of my previous life?"

Cang Ting smiled, and his whole person looked more easy-going.

Cang Zeyue was criticized for being useless by his few words, and became a young man who had no ambitions and would only have fun.

She added one more thing: the emotional life is too rich.

These words were all said by her involuntarily.

The one-hour lunch ended unconsciously.

This meeting was like a conversation between old friends, relaxed and unfinished.

Before leaving, Cang Ting asked her to go to Wucheng to play when she had time, without mentioning the relationship between father and daughter.

She thought, he deliberately left her room to think.

That day, she sat in a private box and thought a lot.

She couldn't help sending a message to Bai Mucheng, saying that she had met Cang Ting.

Bai Mucheng said very little, and disappeared without a few words.

She suddenly realized something was wrong.

In fact, Bai Mucheng had something wrong from a while ago, but she was busy with other things, so she ignored it.

She tried to call him.

There was a bitter wind on the other end, and it turned out that he was going to ski.

Many words came to his lips, Qian Miao only asked: "I will get married next month, can I come back?"

Bai Mucheng was silent for a moment, and then smiled: "Of course I am back. My favorite junior sister gets married. How can I not return? Don't worry, I will bring home a big gift."

His voice was warm, and it didn't seem to have changed.

Qianmiao asked uneasyly: "Brother, how are you?"

Bai Mucheng was silent.

After a while, he smiled and said, "They called me, I'm going to skate, and I'll talk next time."

She twisted her eyebrows, always feeling uneasy.

The wedding was getting closer and closer, and Qiao Shiwan came over to discuss with her and asked her about the woman's parents.

According to the rules, the positions of both parents cannot be empty, and she will walk to the groom holding her father's arm.

Qiao Shiwan asked her to choose two candidates.

Without thinking, she asked Master Songya and Liao Yan, and they agreed.

The news reached Tang Yi.

That night, he sat at his desk in silence for a long time without eating.

Dow asked Tang Qianheng to find him with food and persuaded him.

Tang Qianheng has grown up, and he actually understands many things, but he doesn't show it too clearly.

Sadness sometimes becomes laughter.

He knew that his elder sister was still a elder sister, but the father and daughter were no longer father and daughter, and even the blood ties that he thought would never be separated have turned into nothing.

"Dad, it's dinner."

Tang Yin said, opening his tired eyes.

He picked up a bowl of fresh broth and took a sip, and asked Tang Qianheng, "Is all the homework done?"

Tang Qianfan: "It's not finished."

"Then do it, it's not too small, you have to deal with these things consciously, don't always let others remind you."

Seeing him like this, Tang Qianheng pursed his thin lips and said hesitantly: "Dad, I'll tell one thing, but don't get excited."

Tang Yi has always been about Qianmen's thing, so he felt upset and waved his hand: "Okay, I know all about it. It's just a wedding, I don't worry about it."

"No..." Tang Qianheng whispered, and said uncertainly: "When I was boarding at school, the teacher told me one day that a kind person gave something to our classmates to eat. She personally made it. Sauce crab, then, I think it tastes like my mother made it."

Tang Yi suddenly raised his eyes: "What are you talking about!"