Sheng Qingyuan looks at the photo of Lu tingwan, who is still wrestling when the baby is walking, and then looks at Lu tingwan, who has grown up in front of him. In addition to regret, he is guilty.

Over the years, he thought about her every day, wondering whether she had grown up, whether her appearance had changed, whether she was like a father or a mother.

He has been silently remembering and thinking about her age and changes.

Last year, he saw her growing up for the first time on TV and recognized her at a glance.

Jiang Yu only showed him at that time and didn't tell him who the girl on TV was, but he recognized it at a glance.

He was surprised and happy. He watched it repeatedly in front of the TV. He didn't want to go and didn't even sleep.

He watched the MV for a few minutes over and over again. He knew that after she entered the entertainment industry, she was paying attention to the news and reports about her all the time.

Knowing from the news that she was injured in filming, she was even more worried about a serious illness. She was worried and remorseful. She wanted to come back immediately.

Lu listened to the night and looked, but his eyes were noticed the last one in his hand.

She looked at the picture. After a moment, she couldn't help reaching for it.

The photo is also a little old. Like her three-year-old photo, there are wear and marks on the corners.

This is Zhang's family photo.

In the picture, there are her, her grandfather and her long dead parents.

Lu was impressed by this picture.

"This picture was taken by our family when you were just at the full moon." Sheng Qingyuan looked at the picture and said.

After this picture, the family never had a chance to take another picture of the whole family.

Lu tingwan looked at the men and women in the photo with a trance look. Her understanding of her parents' appearance came from this photo.

"Why is this photo so small? I remember it's a big one." Lu tingwan looked at the photo and said.

"This is the one that Grandpa washed again. I kept the big one, and this small convenience belt."

Seeing Lu tingwan looking at the picture, Sheng Qingyuan quickly put the picture away: "well, we don't look at this, so that you won't be sad."

Lu tingwan looked at Sheng Qingyuan, and then took a breath. After calming down, he smiled and said, "Grandpa, Lu Yanxiu has taken a lot of photos for me over the years, every year. I'll show them to you at that time, and then let him tell you. He can remember everything that happened in those photos clearly."

"Really?"

"Well, there's a big box of photos with photo frames alone. There are many photos without photo frames, and there are many of my photos in his mobile phone."

"I can't see. The child is really careful." Sheng Qingyuan smiled and praised Lu Yanxiu. He thought those photos were specially taken by Lu Yanxiu for him to see.

Jiang prison came out of a room with a smell of red wine.

He was ready to go back to his room, but he found that there was light in Sheng Qingyuan's room through the crack in the door, so he walked over.

While they were sitting on the bed, looking at the photos and chatting, the door of the room was suddenly opened.

"Why not so late..." Jiang prison came in and just opened his mouth. He didn't say it completely, but he saw two people sitting on the bed.

They looked at him.

After a pause, Jiang prison continued: "it's been all afternoon and one night. What else haven't you finished? It's two thirty. Can't we talk tomorrow?"

Sheng Qingyuan replied to him with a smile: "it's all right. It's not too happy to sleep. Don't sleep less one night without delaying your health."

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