The rain in London is constantly drizzling, and such weather makes people lose the desire to go out.

The sky was gloomy, like the darkness before dawn.

After dinner, Ye Jiaqi chatted with Qiao Chengfan's master for a long time and heard the old man tell a lot of stories from the past.

The old man also found an old black and white photo, which was a group photo of many people when they were young.

Ye Jiaqi saw Qiao Sinian at first sight.

Qiao Sinian was only six or seven years old at that time, and she looked exactly the same as Qiao Chengfan now.

In the photo, other children are smiling from ear to ear, some are silly, some are playful and naughty, but Qiao Sinian, who is standing at the edge of the side, is clean and cold, not serious, and has a thin lips pursed.

"Someone was like this when he was a child, and it has not changed." Ye Jiaqi sighed.

The old man also sighed: "He has no father since he was a child, and he is much more steady than other children, smart, and understands the worldly ways."

Qiao Chengfan, who was playing with building blocks beside him, immediately asked, "Master... Dad, who is smart?"

The old man immediately laughed happily and said, "Little clever, you are smart."

"The master is the best."

Ye Jiaqi smiled, and she pinched the photo and looked at it for a long time.

"Can I take this photo back?" Ye Jiaqi asked.

"Yes, take it back. The training ground was very strict before, and there were not many photos left behind. This is one of the few photos."

Ye Jiaqi found Qiao Chengfan’s master in the group photo, and he was still very young back then.

Meng Chen was standing next to Qiao Sinian. There was a very small girl in front of Meng Chen, with a braid and biting her fingers. That was probably Xiao Zi.

"Is there no news yet?" Ye Jiaqi asked the old man in a low voice as he got in the way.

The old man understood who Ye Jia was referring to, so he shook his head: "No, neither of them had any news."

Ye Jiaqi was silent. Looking at Meng Chen and Xiao Zi in the photo, he felt indescribable.

The atmosphere suddenly became much quieter.

Fortunately, Qiao Chengfan didn't know anything. He would come over happily from time to time, pulling his master to pile up blocks with him, and having a lot of fun.

Suddenly, Ye Jiaqi's cell phone rang.

She was about to stand up and get her cell phone, but the little guy Qiao Chengfan had already handed it over from the sofa.

"Qiqi, who is the 'President'?" Qiao Chengfan asked curiously as he looked at the beating screen.

Ye Jiaqi was stunned, Qiao Sinian?

She hurriedly said, "It's Qiqi's boss."

"Isn't that awesome?"

"Yes, it's amazing."

"That's definitely not as good as my father." At the critical moment, Qiao Chengfan still looked at his old Qiao.

Ye Jiaqi took the phone with a smile and walked towards the door.

It was raining outside the door, and the wind blew on my body, it was cool. At first glance, I saw green waters and green mountains, and the scenery was picturesque.

The rain is lingering, like silk threads, floating and leisurely.

"President."

"Where are you? Why don't you reply to any of your messages?"

"Is that true?" Ye Jiaqi had not had time to look at his phone, and was on the plane again yesterday, "I'm sorry, I didn't see it."

"Didn't see it? Didn't see it, or didn't care at all? Hum?"

"What did you say..."

"Ye Jiaqi, don't fool me. You haven't turned on your phone in one day and one night? I'm not a three-year-old child, so it's not that easy to fool!" The other end said with a heavy tone.

"I'm outside and wait for me to go back."
Chapter completed!