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"I'm back."

Fu Jiyao hung his head and changed his shoes at the door. Because he was in a bad mood, he didn't notice Fu QingHan and Fu Ting ignored him.

Until he looked up and saw Liang Jingyi standing opposite him.

This is Fantasy?

Liang Jingyi, who had been depressed for a long time, is now standing in front of him, wearing an ordinary black long sleeve and light blue jeans and carrying a glass in his hand.

What's the matter with this look like he's been waiting in the living room for him to come home?

Is he dreaming or hallucinating?

How could Liang Jingyi be in his house?

Fu Jiyao, who was too shocked, dropped all the dishes in his hand. The sound of the plastic bags crashing on the ground attracted Fu ting and Liang Weixin's attention.

Fu Ting stood up from the sofa and looked up. Fu Ji Yao noticed that Liang Jingyi was not the only one in his family.

Just now he looked up and saw Liang Jingyi, who was about to sit down with water. He did not notice several people sitting on the sofa.

Now, there is a man on the sofa who looks about the same age as Fu ting.

Suddenly, Fu Ji remembered what Fu Ting said when he called him in the afternoon. There were guests coming.

Is this guest Liang Jingyi's family?

Fu Ting saw that his silly son was still there in a daze, so he stood up and called out: "Ji Yao, you child, how can you throw things on the ground? Come in quickly, put the dishes on the plate and get ready for dinner

Fu Jiyao is called out by Fu ting and subconsciously looks at Liang Jingyi.

Liang Jingyi had already sat down with the cup of water and drank it with his head down.

"My hand slipped just now." Fu Jiyao bent down to pick up the things on the ground and hurriedly carried the things into the living room.

Fu Ting introduced Liang Weixin to him, "this is what I mentioned to you before. Uncle Liang, who lived opposite our house when I was a child, come and say hello."

Fu Jiyao cleverly walked to the sofa, his hands back to his back, bowed to Liang Weixin, and respectfully said, "Hello, uncle Liang!"

"Hello, how are you?" Liang Weixin looked at Fu Jiyao with a smile. His face was full of love. "Ji Yao is so tall and so handsome. When I was a child, we said who you and Jingyi would grow taller. I said at that time that you must be taller than Jingyi. Now you really inherit the advantages of your parents."

Fu Ting politely got up and pointed to Liang Jingyi on the opposite side and said, "what's the use of height? Didn't Jing Yi jump to college? They've been in the papers! What's more, Jingyi is not short. Aren't they all men and women one meter eight? "

It seems that all parents have to praise other children's children and criticize their own children when they meet. Fu Jiyao has seen too many family conflicts in the past six months, and he is used to this Chinese family education and way of life.

"Ji Yao, this is Jingyi. You played together when you were young. When you were two years old, he was still in the picture of kindergarten performance."

As soon as Liang Weixin's voice fell, Fu Ting patted him on the shoulder and laughed, "Ji Yao and Jing Yi know each other. They met again not long ago because of some things, but they didn't remember each other, did they?"

Fu Jiyao looks at Liang Jingyi and doesn't speak. He deliberately waits for Liang Jingyi to speak first.

Liang Jingyi waited for a few seconds. Before Fu Jiyao opened his mouth, he put down his water cup and began to explain to Liang Weixin.

"Before I was followed up, what helped me deal with was He. "