Just as the lights were on, the crowds of people in the four wildernesses were surging, and traffic flowed on the long streets were endless. The scattered neon lights and shadows wrapped the city out of the blur of half of the city.

Although the sun sets late in summer, due to the cloudy days, the distance sky has already surged with layers of twilight.

I don’t know when it started to rain quietly in the sky. The rain was not heavy, and I couldn’t hear the sound when I fell on the ground. When I hit my palm, it was just a cool touch and it didn’t feel cold.

The rain in Jiangzhou has always been lingering and gentle.

Xie Yan waited on the stone steps for a few minutes before Xie Heng came out of the cemetery.

The father and son walked towards the parking lot one after another, without saying a word.

Until I got in the car.

Xie Yan pulled the seat belt and tied it out of the window, and then stopped doing other moves.

Xie Heng was not in a hurry to drive, but just lit a cigarette, put his other hand on the steering wheel, and turned his head slightly to look at Xie Yan.

It was a face that almost looked like him.

But unlike him, after looking at it, his face clearly looks like a young man.

Unable to tell what he was feeling, Xie Heng took a sip of cigarette slowly and unconsciously recalled when he last saw Xie Yan. But after thinking about it, he suddenly realized that he could no longer remember when he had met Xie Yan last time.

It's been too long, and it seems that he has forgotten that he has a son.

In his impression, Xie Yan was still the child who always stood quietly in the corner and watched him argue with Su Wan.

It turned out that when he didn't know, the child had grown up so old.

But there is an insurmountable gap between the father and son. It was created by more than ten years, and it was the cause of his deliberate neglect and Su Wan's hysteria.

Xie Heng's hand holding Changyan tightened slightly, and his heart was filled with mixed feelings.

It is already the plum rain season in Jiangzhou. The rain gradually becomes heavier. The raindrops hit the car window with a slight slight fog. There is no one talking, and the atmosphere in the car seems condensed and silent.

"Ayan." In the silence of the sound of rain and wind, Xie Heng suddenly spoke.

Xie Yan raised his eyelashes slightly, and his eyes were withdrawn from the window, but he still didn't look at him, and only landed his sight on the phone in his hand.

Xie Yan was silent.

Xie Heng seemed to have something to say, but he didn't know how to speak for a while. He was obviously the father and son who should be closest, but now he is like a stranger.

It happened that at this moment, the screen of the mobile phone that Xie Yan held in his hand suddenly lit up.

A message popped up on WeChat to notify you.

At the moment the screen lights up, Xie Heng also saw the wallpaper photos set on his phone.

He was a little surprised. Is that... the little girl from Lin Yian's family?

Xie Heng has also seen it several times. The little girl looks very similar to Lin Yian, but her temperament is different. Her eyebrows and eyes always look a little cold and disgusted.

Hearing the movement on the phone, Xie Yan glanced at WeChat, did not reply, but just turned the phone upside down.

Xie Heng raised his eyes thoughtfully. After a moment, he suddenly asked, "Is that Lin Yian's daughter?"
Chapter completed!