The enthusiastic old couple was suddenly disappointed.

"Then...who is that?" Guo Chunya asked cautiously.

"Is that the child's mother?" Leng Huayi frowned slightly, thinking of the woman with a sharp tone. In contrast, he was naturally more satisfied with Lin Xue.

"At that time you will naturally know." Leng Sichen replied.

Hearing Leng Sichen's words, the old couple made a good look, and had no choice but to close the land without further questioning.

After eating, Guo Chunya reluctantly left him overnight.

"It's so late, just sleep at home, your house has always been cleaned and clean!" Guo Chunya said cautiously.

Leng Sichen thought for a while, "Okay."

"Then I'll get you a quilt!" Guo Chunya immediately went upstairs happily.

"Mom hasn't been so happy for a long time!" Leng Siche sighed softly behind him.

Leng Sichen didn't say a word, he didn't want to investigate whether they loved him, or guilty, or something else.

"Go to the balcony to sit?" Leng Sche suggested.

"Ok."

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The two brothers went to the balcony on the second floor and sat down on the slightly old wicker chair.

When they were young, they often sat here reading books, chatting together, and drinking afternoon tea together.

It was their most carefree and best time. After he was older, he went to the United States to study and treat illnesses.

The moon above his head is sparsely starred, and the sound of unknown bugs is heard in his ears, and the summer breeze with the breath of green grass blows past his face.

It feels like traveling through time, back to many years ago.

Leng Siche supported his chin with one hand, looked at the courtyard wall downstairs in a daze, and pointed in that direction, "Brother, remember? It was in that position, and Xiao Xun always came in from there! "

"Yeah." Leng Sichen looked in the direction he was pointing and nodded.

"That girl, come here to eat and drink every day, but she is very conscientious. Every time she brings something to change, it is not mulberry fruit, or wild strawberry, and once she brought her own baked sweet potato, that sweet potato, It's charcoal..." Leng Sche said, laughing.

The corners of Leng Sichen's mouth also slightly aroused, and his thoughts returned to the long past.

"Later you taught her to write her name using that charcoal sweet potato, and you said she would give her sweets if she learned it. However, she couldn't learn it anyway, but... it was Leng Sichen. Go fast..." Leng Siche's words gradually disappeared in the night breeze.

Leng Sichen was also silent for a while.

Leng Siche buried his head, unable to see his expression, and finally sighed in a low voice, "Brother, do you know? Sometimes... sometimes I regret it!"

"What do you regret?" Leng Sichen asked.

Leng Siche raised his head and looked at the night sky above his head, his eyes reflecting the moonlight above his head, a cool color, and deep pain hovering, "I regret that I didn't insist on it. I regret that I just quit, because that person is you, so I am I haven't tried it. Brother, you said, if I took the initiative to pursue her in the first place? What will be the result now?"

"Same, even if you didn't quit, she would only like me." Leng Sichen said calmly.

"Puff..." The atmosphere was very sad, but Leng Siche was dumbfounded by this sentence.

"What are you laughing at? I'm telling the truth." Leng Sichen looked at him seriously.

"Yes, yes... is the truth..." Leng Siche wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes.