Yan Shiqi sat on the sofa and kept looking at Wen Cheng's back.

At the moment when they saw the identification results, the two of them seemed to be speechless.

Family and blood are sometimes so mysterious, and in the world, you can meet relatives who are by blood.

After a long time, Wen Cheng smoked two cigarettes to calm down.

She turned around by the window, behind her was the warm spring daylight of Lucheng, which dispersed the haze lingering on her body, and her eyes floated with a look that Yan Shiqi had never seen.

Wen Cheng choked up and said, "Sister, I'm my sister......"

At this point, she covered her eyes with her palms, and the sourness in her heart was incomprehensible.

At the same time, she is also happy.

Maybe it's late, maybe it's just right, but we finally met.

Everything that was lost in the Wen family, because of the inkstone, she no longer regretted it.

Even if the world turns her back, she still has a relative who is willing to call her 'sister'.

Wen Cheng's emotions were out of control, and at the moment when Yan Shiqi walked up to her and hugged her.

She hugged Yan Shiqi tightly, whimpering and crying.

Maybe no one can understand her true feelings, and no one knows what this eldest lady of the Wen family has experienced in the past five years, so that she collapsed at the moment when she met her relatives.

Yan Shiqi's eyes were also red, compared to Wen Cheng's loss of control, she held back her emotions and was a little calmer than her.

If you haven't experienced pain, you can't talk about life.

In the end, she was luckier than Wen Cheng because she met the fourth brother.

In the years of indifference to family affection, he made up for all the shortcomings.

Wen Cheng, sister.

Yan Shiqi gently patted her back, and while calming her down, he let go of the corners of his lips and whispered, "Sister, don't cry." ”

A salutation, sandwiched with her full emotion.

She felt so sorry for Wen Cheng.

In the past five years, she must have had a hard time.

The fingertips yellowed by the tar of cigarettes, the eyebrows and eyes sharpened by the ruthless years, she didn't say anything, but she reflected her embarrassment and misery everywhere.

The original generation of fruit mobile phones, the most ordinary clothing, even the seams of her pants were rough due to the friction of time, and the laces on her boots had long been half broken.

Yan Shiqi saw all this, but she never said it.

There are some things that are only suitable for witnessing, not for speaking.

Wen Cheng is proud, even if it is so hard, there is still an arrogant uninhibited and Ling Ran in the corners of her eyebrows and eyes.

Perhaps, one day, she will return to her family, surrounded by warmth and warmth, and she will be willing to tell everything she has experienced over the years.

If she doesn't want to, she doesn't force it.

Wen Cheng had cried enough, he was tired of crying, and the whole person lazily let go of Yan Shiqi and leaned against the windowsill behind him.

She wiped her face casually, her crying red eyes became clearer, and after she took a deep breath, she laughed at herself in a thick nasal voice, "It's a shame!"

"It's not a shame, it's rare to see you crying, and you finally look like a woman!"

Tear-drenched warm orange: "......"

Yan Shiqi smiled and joked, turned around and went to the coffee table to take a tissue, folded it back in front of her, and wiped her tears a little bit.

"How long are you going to shoot here?" Wen Cheng took the tissue from her hand, wiped it on her face twice, and threw it in the trash.

Looking at her movements, Yan Shiqi smiled helplessly and said, "Two more days of filming, I will go to the mountains with my fourth brother." ”

Wen Cheng lowered her eyelids, her eyelashes were still filled with moisture, she pondered for a few seconds, and sighed: "Since this is the case, then I will go back to the imperial capital first." ”

Yan Shiqi was taken aback, "Aren't you with me?"