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Chapter 2870 He's not doing well

In the empty children's room, he was the only one sitting, and the decoration materials were all in a mess.

His deep eyes were filled with unsightly deepness, but mixed with indescribable loneliness and loneliness.

Since Qiao Chengfan hung up the phone several times, he has never called the little guy again and communicated with his master several times. He learned that Qiao Chengfan was quite lively when he was a child, but now he is a bit like him and is taciturn.

He also explained to his master about his affairs in the United States, but his master said that Qiao Chengfan always thought he would have a mother and was very unhappy when he received Ye Jiaqi's letter.

Qiao Sinian was a little confused. He didn't know how to communicate with his children.

He can handle those cold affairs with great success, but he doesn't know how to interact with others.

Qiao Sinian sat on the steps, his eyes falling outside the window.

Every day, people who sent him to find Ye Jiaqi would call him, but without exception, there was no news.

After Qingming Festival, pear blossoms fell all over the yard.

He still has no news about Ye Jiaqi.

He locked himself in Qiao's house, lived in silence, and sometimes he stared at the things that belonged to her in the past. On the surface, Qiao Sinian was calm, but he was always distracted in an unintentional moment.

For example, when eating, sometimes he will get distracted while eating, and he will be distracted for a long time.

When I came to my senses, my heart was filled with melancholy, and the factors pressed on my heart jumped out little by little, spreading between his limbs and bones, and my heart was always covered with sourness.

These lingering emotions will become more unrestrained in the gloomy weather or at night. Many nights he tossed and turned in bed and couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

Sometimes he would wake up late at night and pour himself a glass of red wine or smoke a cigarette.

He was wearing a nightgown and sat alone on the carpet in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking out the window with silence that could not be captured.

He is not doing well.

Very bad.

There are her footprints in every place in Qiao's house. This is where he and she lived together. Now, why don't she want him anymore

He smoked cigarettes in the middle of the night. Sometimes the smoke was too thick, and he would cough a few times, and tears would choke out of the corners of his eyes, moistening his eyes.

During the day, he still looked expressionless in front of others, and didn't speak much, and would just go to decorate the children's room and take care of Qiao's house for a while.

He brought the rice ball back from Oufan's house.

This Alaska has grown taller and grown up again. The food Ofan gave it is pretty good, just like a majestic big dog.

Although the rice ball is stupid and cute, it still recognizes Qiao Sinian and still remembers the smell of Qiao Sinian. Qiao Sinian takes it home, and it is so happy that it looks like something.

Qiao Chengfan's little fox was lost and disappeared.

Only this stupid and cute dog is still there.

When Qiao Sinian came out of the children's room and passed by the lawn, the rice ball would rush towards him enthusiastically.

Qiao Sinian shouted coldly: "Sit down!"

Alaska would sit obediently on the lawn, stick out his tongue, and look pleased.

Qiao Sinian walked forward, half-squatted down, and rubbed the hair of the rice ball.

When he first raised this dog, the rice ball was still a little bit big and small.

The rice ball grew up with Qiao Chengfan.

"Okay, go and have fun." Qiao Sinian stood up.

The rice ball did not leave, followed closely by his side.

Qiao Sinian looked down at it, and it also looked up at Qiao Sinian.
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