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"Oh, I really shouldn't have brought so many snacks." Wen Ruixue sighed, "I lose my appetite every time I fly."

Wen Ling cast a sideways glance at her sister, not intending to help her deal with the inventory.

Ke Yici politely refused: "I just had dinner before boarding the plane."

Wen Ruixue pitifully sat in the aisle with a lot of snacks in her arms, watching Ke Yici booing and inquiring about his brother's health, sometimes asking if he was cold, and sometimes asking if he would have a drink. Know.

Looking at the boundless blue sky and thick white clouds outside the window through a small porthole, Wen Ling let out a sigh of relief.

"Tired?" Ke Yi asked.

【feeling very tired. 】Wen Ling gestures 【I haven't experienced these things for a long time. 】

"Add a little turbulence to your ordinary life." Ke Yici said.

[Your appearance is a wave. 】Wen Ling gestures 【They are shocking waves. 】

"It's weird to compare me with them," Ke Yici said.

"Round." Wen Ling suddenly uttered two nonsensical syllables, "You, round." He drew a circle, "ripple." It was hard for him to say the word ripple, and he gestured [You are The circular ripples in my life are getting bigger every day. ] In the end, the ripples rippled and occupied his mind.

He didn't want Ke Yici to be too complacent, so he put down his hand without gesturing for the last sentence.

Ke Yici was so cute by the childish metaphor, he moved to Wen Ling's shoulder, looked at the clouds outside the window, and complained in a low voice: "Why do we have to sit in a row with your sister, it's really inconvenient."

"Brother Ci, I'm not deaf." Wen Ruixue reminded.

Wen Ling smiled and looked at her younger sister with gloomy bubbles above her head, and the troubles that had lingered in her heart for many days dissipated a little.

After a two-hour flight, the flight landed at Fuyang Xiguan Airport. The three of them stood in front of the turntable and waited for their suitcases. Ke Yici said, "Tomorrow my boss will bring a team over to shoot a documentary. Let me ask in advance, are you willing to appear on camera?"

Wen Ruixue and Wen Ling looked at each other and shook their heads.

Ke Yici was a little disappointed, but he didn't show it. He said with a normal expression, "Okay, I'll tell the boss."

"Wait," Wen Ling said, "Xiaoxue." He called Wen Ruixue to his side, and the two tugged for a few rounds. Wen Ruixue said submissively, "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you."

Wen Ling gestured to Ke Yi [We can appear on camera as an interview, and it needs to be coded. ] This is his bottom line.

"No problem." Ke Yici said happily. This was a huge concession for Wen Ling. He came to ask with the psychological expectation of being rejected. He didn't want Wen Ling to have a psychological burden because of his relationship. "Actually, it's okay if you don't want to show up."

Wen Ling didn't answer, he seldom changed his decision easily, bent down to pick up the suitcase on the turntable, got up and followed Wen Ruixue's footsteps towards the exit.

Ke Yici took out his mobile phone to tell Ren Xian the good news, glanced at the news, his expression changed slightly, and he quickened his pace to keep up with Wen Ling: "Something big happened."

Wen Ling looked at him suspiciously, and Wen Ruixue asked, "What happened?"

"Xiaoxue, your biological mother jumped off the building." Ke Yici said, "The police determined that she committed suicide."

Wen Ruixue was stunned for a moment, and there was a loud bang in her head, as if waking up from a dream, she asked, "What?" She turned on the screen of her mobile phone, and the news showed that Chen Xiaohui fell to her death in Mingxiang Building, Chaoyang District, Beijing at two o'clock last night.

[According to Chen’s younger brother, Chen and her husband Zhang came to Beijing this time to find their biological daughter who had been abducted for many years. Because the daughter refused to recognize each other, Chen lost control of his emotions and committed suicide by jumping off the building. 】

"What are blood-sucking worms?" Xing Yang sighed, "It's only fools who believe his rhetoric."

"There are quite a few people who believe in it," Fan Shanshan said.

"IQ screening machine." Xing Yang said, "Anyone who believes in the toilet should wash their brains with toilet cleaning spirit." With a lollipop in his mouth, he tapped on the keyboard impatiently, "The person who died was not Chen Xiaohui's brother. "

"The thousand-year-old king has an 8-year tortoise." Fan Shanshan said, "If he's lucky, he can live to be a hundred and twenty."

Xing Yang sneered and said, "I'll check Chen Shengyong's background and try to write a good story for everyone to enjoy."

Fan Shanshan glanced at Xing Yang's serious expression, secretly thinking that someone is really going to be unlucky now.

Wen Ling sat next to Wen Ruixue with a cup of hot water in his hand. He tried to comfort him, but couldn't find the right words for a while.

"I'm fine." Wen Ruixue spoke first, "I'm just a little shocked."

【it's not your fault. 】Wen Ling gestures.

"Of course it's not my fault, and I didn't push her down." Wen Ruixue said, compared to Wen Ling's softness, she showed extraordinary indifference, "She wants one of my kidneys, how can I feel sorry for her."

Wen Ling handed the water glass to his sister, and he gently patted Wen Ruixue's back, as if he held her in his arms to protect her when he was a child, Wen Ruixue's eyes suddenly turned red, and he complained in a low voice: "When can you not be so sensitive. She took the water glass, lowered her head and took a sip, "I want to be like our mother."

【You already look a lot like her. 】Wen Ling gestures.

"She never seems to panic." Wen Ruixue said longingly, "She is always so calm and calm, as if she can solve all difficulties."

Wen Ling nodded in agreement. The roles of Shi Rong and Wen Deze subverted the stereotype of traditional family parents. Shi Rong is the guardian, responsible for financial support and major decision-making, and Wen Deze is the educator, meeting the children's companionship and educational needs.

Wen Ling's personality is more like Wen Deze's, soft and kind, with a little unworldly innocence, while Wen Ruixue grows in the direction of Shi Rong all the way, vowing to be Wen Ling's most powerful umbrella.

"Where did Brother Ci go?" Wen Ruixue asked.

【next door. 】Wen Ling gestures 【He is in a meeting. 】

Wen Ruixue bumped Wen Ling's shoulder, and asked with a sly smile: "The little Jiujiu who said goodbye to brother is written all over his face, brother, what do you think?"

Wen Ling pondered for a moment, then gestured 【Don't worry. 】

"Tsk." Wen Ruixue said, "Does it feel wrong?"

Wen Ling shook his head, and he gestured [I still don't know the reason why he didn't contact me suddenly and appeared suddenly. 】

【I don't like being kept in the dark. 】Wen Ling gestured, a bit of boredom appeared between his brows, and he said, "Annoying."

Wen Ruixue said, "Why didn't you ask him directly?"

[I asked, but he didn't say anything. 】Wen Ling gestured, he puffed up his cheeks angrily,【I see how long he can pretend. 】

Ke Yici, who was sitting in front of the computer for an online meeting, sneezed, sniffed, and said, "Then I'll wait for the boss to come over."

"Okay, come here first today, let's end the meeting." Ren Xian said, and she told her tireless subordinates, "Keep warm."

"Okay, thank you boss." Ke Yici said, raised his hand to close the laptop, took a sip from the water glass, and turned to look for Wen Ling.

The door was pushed open, Wen Ling walked in, and Ke Yici asked, "How is Xiaoxue?"

[She is very strong. 】Wen Ling gestures 【When shall we go to Caoyao Village? 】

"Tomorrow morning." Ke Yici said, "We can go around the city in the afternoon."

Wen Ling sat on the sofa with a pillow in his arms, and stared blankly at the birds outside the window. The afternoon sun outlined the outline of his face, and his big and round eyes were bright and honey-colored.

Ke Yici sat beside him and asked softly, "Why are you unhappy?"

"Think, thing." Wen Ling said, "Why, die." He turned his head to look at Ke Yici, his brows stretched, and doubts piled up in his eyes, "She obviously wants to go home."

"Maybe home is in her heart, so it's not beautiful." Ke Yici said, "She has had a hard life." He reached out and pulled Wen Ling into his arms, resting his chin on the other's shoulder, "People are not afraid of living in The low point, the fear is that there is no hope, she has no hope."

Wen Ling closed her eyes, put her arms around Ke Yici's waist, and enjoyed the peaceful moment of embracing.

"On the way here, I saw a milk tea shop lined up." Ke Yici said, "Do you want to drink milk tea?"

Wen Ling nodded, the broken hair on his forehead rubbed against Ke Yici's ear, and he said, "French fries."

"OK, add a big potato." Ke Yici said, "Ask your sister what she wants to eat, and we'll bring it back for her."

"Okay." Wen Ling let go of Ke Yici, stepped on her slippers and ran to the next door to knock on Wen Ruixue's door.

"What's the matter?" Wen Ruixue opened the door.

【What do you want for dinner? Ke Yici and I went out for a walk. 】Wen Ling gestures.

"Fried chicken and hamburgers." Wen Ruixue said, and she proposed cautiously, "I also want a can of beer, can I?"

【Can't. 】Wen Ling gestures.