A gust of wind blew, and sand blurred her eyes.

She raised her hand and rubbed it.

A tear flowed down from the corner of his eyes.

The yellow sand in the capital is really scorching, and she accidentally made her cry.

Today, Ye Jiaqi wore a light yellow coat and blended into the crowd, which was just ordinary.

She was dragging her suitcase, petite and thin.

She walked to the platform and stopped a taxi to Qiao's house.

The car drove forward all the way, walking the most familiar road she had. After walking for more than ten years, she seemed to know how to walk with her eyes closed.

She really closed her eyes slowly, with only the sound of awesome wind left in her ears.

A little further forward there is a church with poplar trees planted on the roadside.

Further ahead there is an old bell tower, and the bells on the tower are still ringing.

"Yayayaya..." The eight-year-old snatched Qiao Sinian's hand, "Big dog, I want to go home with you."

"Um?"

"Go home!" She bit the lollipop and was speechless.

But there were clear traces in the eyes, clean eyes and tender face.

She held his hand and refused to loosen it, but she didn't loosen it.

At that time, her little hands were dirty, and his clothes were clean and had a slight fragrance.

"Go home!" She raised her little face and looked at him innocently.

"May I have your name."

"Ye Jiaqi!"

In this way, the eight-year-old she and the stranger went home.

That day, they walked this road, the road leading to Qiao's house.

When she was a child, she didn't know what a human trafficker was. Although her mother said she couldn't leave with strangers, she was hungry and hungry.

She still remembers that on the first day she came to Qiao's house, he asked Aunt Lu to cook a lot of delicious food for her.

Many of them are things she has never eaten before.

At first, she was timid and afraid to eat.

Later, I found out that he was the only one in the family, and she was very hungry, so she started eating.

She couldn't satisfy her eating with chopsticks, so she grabbed it with her hands.

Ye Jiaqi leaned against the taxi window and laughed out loud, and a little girl was plucking rice with her hands in front of her eyes.

That time, she ate her food, and of course she was caught by Qiao Sinian.

But he said nothing. When she was full, he pulled her to the sink and washed her hands with fragrant hand sanitizer.

At that time, everything about Qiao Zui was unfamiliar and novel to her.

She has never seen so many good things.

She used to be a country girl.

Unexpectedly... so many years have passed, so many years have passed.

From breaking up and reuniting to no intersection, she didn't expect to see him this way this time.

The last side?

Suddenly, Ye Jiaqi's tears surged like a spring, and tears suddenly surged out of her eyes. She burst into tears like a child, crying loudly.

The driver was frightened: "Girl, what's wrong with you?"

I was still laughing just now, why are I crying again now? The driver was puzzled.

Ye Jiaqi didn't respond, he just cried.

Tears wet her scarf and hair, and her eyes were red.

The driver handed her a tissue.

But tears are like rain, endless, and can't stop.

Crying filled the entire narrow space in the car, and tears were hanging on her long eyelashes, trembling.

She cried loudly as if no one was around, her shoulders twitched, and her throat choked.

It was blocked in her heart in one breath, like a needle, and she was pricked with tears, making her bloody and the pain continued.

The heart was like a hand holding it tightly, and she couldn't breathe in the depression space.
Chapter completed!