Chapter 1243

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Yang Zimei opened the thick album.

The photos in the album are arranged according to the growing process of grandma, from infancy to girlhood.

The grandmother in the picture is all with a happy smile.

Obviously, this is a little princess who has been loved by thousands of people since childhood.

This makes it very difficult for her to overlap the bright girl in the photo with her grandmother, who is always frowning and frowning.

Years are really a pig killing knife.

She couldn't help sighing, imagining that she would also have an old day.

This is a terrible thing!

However, she also knows that birth, aging and death, that is human nature.

"Xiaohui used to be the most lovely. Every time I go home, I see her smiling face, and my fatigue disappears."

Looking at the face of her daughter in the album, Zeng Zhenlong spoke out in one side, his eyes rippling with tenderness of remembrance.

Yang Zimei looked up at him.

It seems that he really loves his daughter to the top of his heart.

"It is said that my daughter was my father's lover in the last life. Since Xiaohui was born, I have fully felt this sentence. I always feel that it is not enough to give her more and better. I feel very proud to take her out and feel that my daughter is the best and average in the world..."

Zeng Zhenlong's tone is full of emotion and sadness.

Yang Zimei was sad to hear that.

The father who loves his daughter so much, suddenly one day, finds that his daughter has an accident. How big is the blow!

His daughter's departure, for him, is even more painful than the heart.

She thought of her father, Yang Qing.

Her father was silent and would not show much emotion to her because of her special status and even a little polite to her.

But, she knows, he also loves her, want to care about her, just feel oneself ability is insufficient, can't start just.

If one day he had an accident, his father would have died of heartache.

She suddenly felt that grandma was very unreasonable.

Irresponsibly pregnant, and then left without saying goodbye to play missing, for decades, regardless of their parents' concerns, has not sent home letters.

Now, the old father, white haired and close to his old age, regardless of the long journey, came to the door and begged her to come back, but she could not come back.

I really don't understand what grandma thinks.

As Yang Zimei thought, she turned over the photo and turned to the last page.

On the last page is a picture of grandma sitting on a swing, holding a rose in her hand and sniffing it gently.

The look, photographed extremely natural, extremely beautiful, with the girl's kind of light nostalgic mood, let people just look at the photos, there is a kind of palpitating feeling.

The photo was obviously taken while she wasn't paying attention.

She felt the picture with her fingers and found something behind it, so she pulled it out, and a dried rose fell out of it.

Yang Zimei picked up the dry rose and put it in his nose to smell it. There was even a faint fragrance of rose.

She looked at the picture and then at the dry rose in her hand.

If there is no accident, this dry rose will be the one in her hand.

Who sent the flowers in the end, will let her so precious hidden in the album?

"Grandfather Zeng, who took this picture? Where is this? "

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