Jian Yunmo left the conference room.

Jian Yubo was the only one left in the empty conference room.

Jian Yubo looked at the wrapped gift box on the table and hesitated for a while.

A pair of slender hands slowly unwrapped the wrapper.

Under the wrapping paper, there is a glass box, which contains a beautiful picture scroll.

It is a vivid scene made by Jian Yiling with sugar art:

Under the banyan tree, a young boy dressed in light-colored casual clothes sits on the lush grass with his back against the trunk of the tree.

The banyan tree was the one in the courtyard of their old house.

All the details are exquisitely done, and the whole scene comes to life.

This scene is real.

In Jian Yubo's memory, he was sitting under a tree with a book in his hand, and Xiao Yiling in the distance was playing with others.

She had twice run up to him and asked him if he wanted to play with him.

He refused, and secretly hid the headband she had dropped.

However, this is different from the image in my memory.

In his memory, Jian Yubo was holding a book in his hand.

What Jian Yiling did was holding a chess piece.

There is also a chessboard in front of him.

Jian Yubo sat there, his eyes on the chessboard, his expression focused, there was no sadness or indifference in his eyes.

In the glass cover, Jian Yubo, who was made by Jian Yiling with candy, was doing what he wanted to do.

There was no oppression from the mother, no beating, no reprimand, no pain.

In addition, under the gift box, there is also a document, which is the equity transfer letter.

The transfer deed transferred Jian Yiling's part of the shares, with Jian Yiling's own signature and the guardian's signature on it.

Jian Yubo's hand touched the string of beads on his left hand.

The fingertips of his fingers twitched over the worthless plastic beads.

"Brother Yubo, is it okay to play with Ling Ling? Books are not good-looking. ”

"Brother Yubo, Ling Ling has learned to play chess, is it okay for Ling Ling to play with you? Five together Ling Ling won! The second brother can't get off Ling Ling! ”

"Brother Yubo, why aren't you happy?"

"I don't need the money, but you need it."

“……”

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After leaving the company, Jian Yumin and Jian Yujie followed Jian Yiling and them back to the old house of the Jian family, which was requested by the old lady.

The old lady hoped that the two children would be able to recover from the family's misfortune and grief as soon as possible.

Of course, there is also Yubos, and it would be better if he could return to them as well.

Jian Yumin and Jian Yujie are indeed sad, but the situation is not so bad.

They are not small, and they know many things in their hearts.

Coupled with the mother's matter, there was a foreshadowing, although the divorce was sudden, but in fact, the seeds of the matter had already been planted.

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As soon as Jian Yiling got home, he went straight upstairs and locked himself in the room.

Jian Yunmo thought that what happened today affected her, and ran to knock on her door.

As a result, there was no sound for half a day.

"Xiao Ling, if you don't come out again, brother, I'm going to call the police."

"The door is unlocked."

Jian Yiling's small voice came from the room.

Jian Yunmo opened the door at this time.

Then I saw Jian Yiling lying on the bed, curled up.

The body was buried in the quilt, and only one head peeked out from the quilt.

The little face with a big palm looked at Jian Yunmo who came in with full eyes.

As soon as Jian Yunmo saw it, he knew what was going on, and said with a chuckle: "You little fool, my brother still thinks what's wrong with you, you wait, my brother will cook you old ginger brown sugar water." ”

Hearing this, Jian Yiling's only exposed head quickly burrowed into the bed.

Shame on me.