"Don't worry about that. I've found a way for you."

Xia Qixiang is stunned. At this time, Ye Cheng's mobile phone rings. Ye Cheng takes it up and takes a glance. It's Xingyan.

Ye Cheng didn't know what to reply to Xingyan, and then put down his mobile phone again.

"There is a community outside the west gate of this hotel. There is a garden outside the community. There are swings there. Take this one." Ye Cheng said, taking out a pair of handbags from his suit pocket and putting them on the table.

Xia Qixiang was stunned and frowned fiercely. His eyes stopped on the pair of gloves, as if they were magic.

He couldn't move his eyes at all.

The gloves are wool gloves with a mixture of navy blue and cyan.

It's hand-made.

Very old style, now there should be no gloves of this style on the market, and no one will wear them.

But how could Ye Cheng have such gloves?

Xia Qixiang's body shakes for a moment, and then, slowly, Xuan walks over and picks up his gloves from the table.

When he took it, it seemed that the glove was heavy. When he took it up, his hands trembled uncontrollably as he looked at the glove.

"This, this glove... Is that true?" Xia Qixiang rubbed his eyes, thinking that he was dazzled, "but this is new, it will not be the old..."

Ye Cheng stopped smoking and looked up at Xia Qixiang. "You can still remember that you have a heart for her."

Xia Qixiang wiped his eyes. "Of course I remember. I bought this kind of gloves for her before."

If the past is mentioned, Xia Qixiang knows that he has not been completely merciless to Xia Youning.

It's just that he can only control his feelings.

She didn't care for his daughter, and it didn't do him any good.

Maybe it's selfish of him to say that, but that's the truth.

However, seeing this pair of gloves, every drop of the past reappears in my mind.

It turned out that he had never forgotten.

"Because my birthday is always in winter and spring, it's common to catch up with snow," Xia Qixiang looked at a corner in the distance and thought of the past, as if it was yesterday.

"The weather is already warm, but because the real spring is not yet here, there is often a spring snow when the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming. Therefore, I have more days to catch up with the snow on my birthday, and you Ning likes heavy snow. Although the snow in spring is not as big as that in winter, she also likes to watch the snow in the yard. She always says that if she doesn't see it again, she won't see it for more than half a year."

Xia Qixiang pauses and looks down at the pair of gloves. After a while, she says, "so in this season, it's time for her to prepare a gift for me. I always remember to prepare a pair of gloves for her. She often looks out at the snow and then sits on the swing. Because the snow is small, unlike the heavy snow in winter, she doesn't play on the swing, But this kind of snow with drizzle, she likes to sit on her swing, looking up at the sky, gloves are used to give her swing wear, save her hands cold

"You remember it all." Ye Cheng lit another cigarette for himself.

Xia Qixiang's eyes were red when he talked about the past, but he soon controlled his feelings and asked Ye Cheng, "how could Mr. Ye know?"

How did Ye Cheng know? He had known for a long time that when he read Xia Youning's diary, she wrote in it.

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