Little feather looked at him with big round eyes and a sweet smile on his small face.

The man wearing a mask looked at her so deeply that she looked like her, so cute!

I couldn't help reaching out and trying to touch her little face, but I stopped when my fingers were about to touch her face. She was very beautiful. Her skin was as white as a porcelain doll. He was afraid that he would break it if he didn't do it properly.

The little feather blinked his big eyes, and his long eyelashes flickered like swallowtail butterflies. She grabbed his finger with her little hand, pulled it to her face and let him touch it.

"Millet can touch the little feather. Thank you for helping the little feather pick up the ball."

That pair of black eyes flashed a trace of panic, and then Ann came out.

"Little feather, don't run away."

The man drew back his hand, then turned and walked forward.

Little feather looked at the tall figure, then turned and ran to Ann.

"Mommy..."

Ann looked at the back and asked, "who are you talking to?"

Little feather showed her the ball in his hand, "a millet helped me pick up the ball, and I let him touch my face."

Ann nodded her head, then took little feather's hand and walked into the store.

Li Yifan leaned against the wall and saw a trace of sadness.

"The little feathers are so big?"

He took out his cell phone and looked at the message sent to her by ANN before. Xiaoyu took care of her from B-ultrasound to her over a year old. Ann hasn't sent it back. Has she given him up?

Li Yifan raised his hand and touched his face and neck.

It took him three years, but he still didn't get all right, but he couldn't wait and came back.

Today, I heard that Ann would come here, so I secretly came to see them from a distance. Unexpectedly, he touched his daughter.

He closed his eyes and put the hand that had just touched the little feather in his heart.

"I must get better soon."

Ann took her little feather into the store and asked her to pick out some more school supplies, such as picture books and oil painting pens.

Then they led her away from the store. When they passed the wall, Li Yifan looked at An'an's back affectionately, and then his eyes slipped onto the little man.

How have they been these years?

Little feather seemed to feel his eyes, turned his head, and Li Fan suddenly stood up straight.

"Millet..."

She called him, Li Yifan's eyes changed slightly, and there was a layer of fog. He quickly turned and walked to the other side.

An'an and Mo Qingyan turned their heads and looked at her when they heard her call.

"Little feather, who are you talking to?"

"That corn!"

But Li Yifan had walked into the elevator on the other side, so they didn't see him.

Ann shook her head. "She seems to like watching handsome guys more and more."

Mo Qingyan smiled, "like you."

Ann used to be unable to walk when she saw Li tingjue. Xiaoyu is like this now. She is really a mother and daughter.

Xiaofeather went to the children's playground on the first floor. Mo Qingyan and an an sat down to drink coffee.

Li Yifan stood on the second floor, his eyes staring at the people downstairs, watching the little feather playing, and his expression warmed up a little.

When he looked at An'an again, there was a few more heartache in his eyes. She suffered too much for him. Now she is mature and a famous jewelry designer.

He put his hands on the railing and whispered in his heart.

"Ann, I'm back!"

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