"Okay, I tell you you don't understand." Ye Jiaqi picked it up, "It's time to go to bed, Qiqi has to go take a shower."

"Meow." Xiaoguai shouted.

Just when Ye Jiaqi went to the bedroom to get clothes, she suddenly found a falling photo on the ground.

ID photo.

She was curious and bent down to pick it up.

Amazement.

The expression on Ye Jiaqi's face was a bit complicated, and there was a clear and extinct luster in his eyes, which was not very clear and faint.

My pupils tightened, and an indescribable feeling suddenly spread across the apex of my heart.

The feeling was like the slight grass in spring, growing little by little over the hillside until it spreads continuously.

That's right, it's a document photo. The person in the photo is not someone else, it's her.

It was a document photo taken before the college entrance examination and used to fill out the application form.

It was also Xiao Fanfan once told her that the ID photo was placed under Qiao Sinian's pillow.

In the photo, I am young and tender, and I have not yet grown completely. I have a melon-shaped face, willow-leaf eyebrows, and two shallow dimples when I smile.

She could be sure that this was a photo of herself when she was eighteen years old.

Why did he carry her photos?

Ye Jiaqi pinched the photo and felt mixed feelings, and felt indescribable.

Ye Jiaqi sat on the bed for a long time, but he didn't come back to his senses for a long time. There was a scattered light in his eyes and no focal length.

Under the dim light, a light layer of light dyed her face.

After a long time, Ye Jiaqi stood up.

She put the photo in her ID bag.

She didn't save this photo herself, and she didn't expect that there was a photo here.

It's so good to be eighteen years old.

It's so good that you have no worries and no worries.

Maybe the most worrying thing every day is what to eat for lunch.

It's really a teenager who doesn't know the taste of sorrow.

Now that I think about it, I am eighteen years old, very far away.

When she walked out of the bedroom again, Xiaoguai had already returned to her nest to sleep.

Ye Jiaqi took a shower, closed his eyes, and let the hot water pour on his body.

The water mist was filled with mist, and white water vapor was condensed on the mirror. Gradually, the water vapor gathered into thin streams and meandered down.

...

Ye Jiaqi thought that nothing happened that night.

On Saturday, she came to the bakery as usual.

Qiao Sinian's assistant was waiting at the door early, with her slender legs crossed, as if she had been waiting for her for a long time.

"Miss Ye, morning."

"Good morning." She said hello lightly, "Cook breakfast immediately, wait."

"No, Miss Ye, my husband asked me to pick up something. He wanted to know, he had a photo... Did Miss Ye see it?" the male assistant asked politely.

"I don't know, I didn't see it." Ye Jiaqi put down his things and put on a mask.

"Oh, okay, Miss Ye, please make breakfast."

"Wait a minute, right away."

Ye Jiaqi looked across the road, and there was a black Mercedes-Benz parked as usual.

The weather is also very good today, with blue sky and white clouds radiating, and the fragrance is everywhere.

The sun shines on the body of the car, and the car exudes a low-key and luxurious atmosphere.

She didn't know why he didn't return to China, but she heard that he opened a branch in the United States, which should be the reason.

None of them mentioned what happened that night.

Afterwards, he didn't come to find her.

Ye Jiaqi has become accustomed to it, like an unruly aunt, and occasionally comes this time.

Ye Jiaqi was not relieved.

She made him breakfast, she didn't know if he had eaten it.

Anyway, she will make it when he comes to buy it.
Chapter completed!