His chest heaved up and down vigorously, as if taking a deep breath of smoke, and then slowly exhaled it.

"Youliang?"

"Oh...it's nothing, I'm fine here too, everything's fine, the kids are fine, and I'm fine too."

"That's fine."

The two fell silent for a while.

I thought there would be a lot to say, but when it really needed to be said, I just held the receiver of the phone for a long time without saying a word.

But even just being able to hear the breathing sound of the other party on the phone makes people feel so satisfied.

"What's the matter with you?" Mother said with a smile, "Stop talking at this time? You may not be able to call every time."

"Ha... I just miss you so much."

Wan Qing patted Ye Chen on the shoulder. The latter turned his head, showing a puzzled expression, and was about to ask something, but she covered his mouth.

Then, she dragged Ye Chen back to the dining table.

"Let's eat first, or the food will be cold."

"Uh... I want to hear my mother's voice again."

"Okay, just give them some space to be alone, and let mom and dad have a good chat."

"Oh..." Ye Chen took a sip of soda and asked curiously, "Don't you miss her?"

"It's been so many years, I don't think about it anymore." Wan Qing replied flatly.

"It hasn't been that long. Didn't you meet half a year ago?"

"To me it was more like a dream, everything has been too long, her personality, habits, voice, those memories have long been blurred in my mind, for me, she is no longer indispensable in my life people."

Ye Chen didn't feel angry, but felt like her heart skipped a beat—at that moment, she seemed to be a little lost.

All those years of life were carried by Wan Qing alone.

She can handle a lot.

But there are always times when you can't bear it.

Yes, no one can persist indefinitely.

Especially when there is no hope for the future.

"Then do I count?"

"Does it count?" Wan Qing put a big mouthful of vegetables in her mouth and muttered vaguely, "What?"

"……cough!"

Ye Chen finally didn't say anything.

The sadness on the father's face faded a lot. He sat on the ground with an unlit cigarette in his mouth, and a few smiles appeared on his face.

Even if we can't see each other again, but just like this, listening to her voice and chatting with her are already the envy of many people who have encountered the same situation.

"Caihua, I think about the things when I was young again. I'm probably really old, and I always think about the things when I was young." The father said with a smile, and touched Xiao Bai, who came to the side and wagged his tail—it also had Dinner, but it looks like it should be finished.

I couldn't hear what the mother on the other end of the phone said, but I saw my father sighed and tried to make the smile on his face a little bit more.

Then, his brows were tightly furrowed.

"What nonsense... I won't look for it again."

"I'm old, and my children are growing up. What about my two daughters, they are with me, so what do I worry about?"

"Marry? Let's talk about it after you really want to marry... Besides, you can let someone else be your son-in-law."

"What is Dad talking about..." Ye Chen couldn't help but look back, "What did Mom talk to him about?"

"It's probably because he's too lonely to ask him to find you a stepmother." Wan Qing spoke quickly, and then stuffed another piece of meat into her mouth, as if she didn't care about what her father and mother were talking about.

"I don't want a stepmother."

"Huh? Have you read too much news? The stepmother abused the child or something."

"No matter what, it won't be very good to the former children."

"That's not necessarily the case. Maybe the stepmother is very rich, and she will send you pocket money every day."

"... Can a rich man fall in love with Dad?"

"That thing looks young and beautiful, um, have you read the story about the kind of subtle things that happened between the stepmother and the daughter?"

Ye Chen procrastinated the '噫' for a long time: "Pay attention to ethics!"

"It's okay, some stepmothers may not be older."

"... Even if there are, young and beautiful people don't like dad."

Wan Qing glanced at Ye Chen with a half-smile, and saw her father suddenly raised her head and shouted, "Ye Chen, can the tape player you use record?"

"Yes, yes, but doesn't that require a blank tape?"

"Blank tape, yes." Wan Qing lazily rested her chin, "I just took care of it a few days ago, and it's usable."

"Uh... Dad? Do you want it?"

"Yeah, get the blank tape and tape machine, and start a recording for me."

"Okay..." Ye Chen put the chopsticks on the bowl, and ran to the bedroom in a hurry, almost stepped on Xiao Bai who was lying on the leg of the chair, so scared that he stood up immediately and changed to a safer position to lie down. Down.

Father took the tape handed over by Ye Chen, said a few words and listened to it again as a test, and then pressed the record button in her 'guidance'.

"Okay, let's sing."

There is no hands-free dial phone, but fortunately, the sound of the receiver is quite loud, as long as you get close, you can also record the sound.

Faintly, a vague voice came from the phone, it seemed to be singing, but because it was a little intermittent, the melody sounded familiar but I couldn't remember what it was.

I just feel that it should be a melodious and soothing song.

"Ah! Is it Jasmine?"

"I didn't hear you clearly, don't ask me." Wan Qing's eyes were fixed on the TV. After watching black and white TV for a long time, she was a little addicted to the color TV.

"It's Jasmine in the dialect version of City H."

"Uh oh."

"...Are you not interested at all?"

"Just listen to the recording later." Wan Qing replied quickly.

The TV series that is playing at the moment has actually seen countless clips and commentaries on various short video platforms. At that time, she never thought of watching the original film, but now there are fewer bullet screens, comments, and edits that speed up , but on the contrary tasted the "beauty" of old movies.

The deep and heavy charm is incomparable to many simple and smooth TV dramas later.

"The recording is finished." The father lowered his head and pressed the play button. First, there was the voice of the previous audition, and then there was a whisper-like a cappella.

It's not loud, but still audible.

Melodious, as if coming from the square at the end of the street.

"Hey."

"Okay, you and your daughter are calling me downstairs to set off the fireworks, and I'm going down too." The mother's voice came from the receiver, "Give the phone to my daughter... let me have a brief chat with them." Two sentences."

"Okay, first...Chen'er, come here, your mother wants to talk to you."

"Oh, here we come!" Ye Chen quickly jumped off the chair and answered the phone, "Mom! Why didn't you call me last time?"

"It's not always possible to get through."

"oh oh……"

"Happy New Year. In the new year, you should also be healthy and happy."

"it is good……"

"Study hard, don't relax, don't listen to your father, it doesn't matter if you don't pass the exam, since you can pass the college entrance examination, just work hard and get admitted to the university."

"Okay...cough, mom, I'm not a child anymore."

The mother on the other end of the phone was obviously taken aback, and then covered her mouth with a smile and said, "Yes, it will be you seven years later, and you will be 17 years old at that time."

"Strictly speaking, it's sixteen years old."

"Hehe, it's not a child anymore, it's time to grow up."

"Yes... I have prepared lucky money for you."

"Ah? New Year's money?" Ye Chen's eyes widened in shock, "What?"

"If it's still there, I think, it's in your toy box, in that mezzanine."

"Ah! What if I lose it?"

"I think you shouldn't throw it away, after all, you like it so much."

"Uh... At that time, I also liked these boys' toys."

"Yes, your preferences are still the same as I remember... when you were a boy."

"Ah cough."

Under the restoration of the timeline, Ye Chen seems to have 'always been' a girl.

"It's not a lot, just put a little money."

"The 90s didn't have much money."

"Small kindness, okay, let me have another daughter..."

"Night sunny?"

"Well, let her answer the phone."

"it is good."

"Qing~er~" Ye Chen yelled deliberately, like a vixen talking with his throat closed, "Your mother is calling you~"

"Isn't it your mother? You look so nasty like an idiot." Wan Qing rolled her eyes, walked over and patted Ye Chen on the head, and picked up the phone, "Hello? Mom?"

"Qing'er."

"Uh, what's the matter."

"I don't really know much about your daughter."

"Yeah, after all, I've spent more time alone than with you."

"Yeah... I have a feeling that at that time, I hadn't completely left this world yet."

Wan Qing frowned, puzzled in silence.

"She seems to have other missions on her shoulders."

"..."

"Okay, let's not talk so much, Qing'er, in some respects, I think, you may be more mature than your father."

"Maybe."

"But sometimes you don't have to take on everything yourself."

"Don't worry, I'm too lazy."

"That's good... Hehe, actually, I don't know what to say to you."

"It's true that there is nothing to say, you can just talk to Ye Chen, my words... To be honest, after witnessing your death twice, the feeling has faded a lot, and I don't really need my mother's care. "

"I think, if I hug you at this time, you will be very happy?"

"what?"

"Okay, I wish you happiness and contentment in your future life."

"……Fine."

"What about you?"

"Me? I wish you a happy life in the remaining years."

Ye Chen rolled his eyes, not knowing what Wan Qing was talking about.

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