The third is of her sitting at her desk with her head turned sideways and flipping through a book......

The fourth is of her in a smock and painting seriously......

The fifth is that she participated in a dance competition, and her makeup was a lot richer, but that beauty made Concubine Ye ashamed.

Sixth, seventh......

Half of the album is full of photos of his mother before her death, and occasionally Ye Tiancheng will appear in these photos, and the eyes of the two at that time are full of sweetness, which looks fascinating.

These beautiful photos are all the way to the last few pages, when Song Lingwei was lying on the hospital bed in a hospital gown with a pale face, and Ye Tiancheng was still smiling at that time, as if trying to make her happy......

Concubine Ye's eyes were already moist, and the thick mist blurred her eyes, she believed that Ye Tiancheng really loved her mother, she thought, Ye Tiancheng did not appear many times in the photos, probably because these photos were taken by him.

Now, these photos are locked in a safe by him, and Concubine Ye believes that the meaning of her mother Song Lingwei to him is definitely not comparable to any ordinary woman.

Su Mohan pulled Concubine Ye to sit on the chair, and looked at the thick album with her, not as if she was worried about whether Ye Tiancheng and Jiang Huiru would come back suddenly.

Concubine Ye's fingertips gently flipped through the album, and after the one in her mother's hospital bed, the second half of the album turned out to be her photos.

Concubine Ye looked at the photos with some distraction, and the photos behind were all thin and small babies, some were wrinkled when they were born, some were crawling all over the ground when they were older, and there were toddlers.

The eyebrows and eyes of these babies were strikingly similar to their own, and Concubine Ye's hands trembled uncontrollably.

These babies are not outsiders, but her.

She never imagined that Ye Tiancheng would organize the photos of her and her mother into a book and put them together, these photos seemed to record every beautiful moment and recorded her once cheerful childhood.

Su Mohan pointed to himself who was about two years old in the photo, raised his eyebrows and said, "This is you?" ”

Concubine Ye looked at the skinny little baby he pointed out, with a red head on his forehead, wearing a brand-new flower dress, holding a toy in his hand, but he was grinning and crying, with indescribable sadness in his face.

Concubine Ye couldn't help but burst into tears and laughed: "It's me." ”

Su Mohan took out the photo, took out his mobile phone, and was afraid of the photo.

"What are you doing?" Concubine Ye exclaimed softly to stop his movements.

"Private." Su Mohan said calmly.

Concubine Ye couldn't help but speak angrily: "Su Mohan, you actually have a pedophile!" ”

Su Mohan's hand stiffened, leaving a few black lines on his head......

The two looked at the photos all the way, and at the beginning Su Mohan was still in high spirits, but later, he simply stopped taking the photos, because he had already planned to do so, and when the matter was clear, he would steal the back half of the album.

Concubine Ye only thought he was tired, but she didn't care, she still pointed to some photos in the later period with great interest, and talked about interesting things when she was a child.

Because she was getting older at that time, she had deep and shallow memories of some happy or unhappy things, and although she didn't remember it completely, she could tell a lot of interesting things, and Su Mohan was also a rare patient, and she kept listening to her Rory talk about those old things, and even laughed at them from time to time.