There are many dolls in the room. The pair placed on the windowsill are very old. The down on the ears of the two rabbits has been washed and turned white. They were birthday gifts given to Tong Yan when she was four years old.
**The long-eared rabbit placed next to the pillow is older. He gave it to her when she was two years old.
At that time, Tong Yan was still a relatively sensitive little girl and could not sleep at night. In order to appease her, Shi Jinyang gave her a beautiful long-eared rabbit.
In fact, Tong Yan has never had the habit of relying on anything, but gradually, when sleeping, she unknowingly got used to holding the rabbit to sleep.
The two European dolls next to the pillow were the Christmas gifts he gave her when she was five years old. Ever since she came to the Qing family, Shi Jinyang had the habit of giving her gifts on every holiday every year, even on National Day. Holidays like New Year's Day are no exception.
The doll next to the European doll was given to her by Shi Jinyang when she was six years old, and the doll next to it was given to her when she was seven...
Every doll in the room has a story about him and her.
Shi Jinyang had never thought about these things in his heart before, but now he suddenly saw it, and found that every bit about her and him seemed to be branded in his mind.
Even though it was so long ago, he still remembered it so clearly.
Step by step, he walked towards the bed, picked up the long-eared rabbit on her bedside and looked at it quietly. Shi Jinyang gently stroked the rabbit's ears with his fingertips, and lay down on her bed.
She slept in her room all night. When she woke up the next day, Qing Yafeng and his wife were packing their luggage and seemed to be preparing to return to China.
"Don't you want to go together?" Tong Yan was eating bread on the dining table and said lightly when she saw him coming downstairs.
She was always thinking about when he would leave, and why he wouldn't go back even if he kept saying nothing to her.
Shi Jinyang glanced at her coolly, walked to her in a few steps, folded the bread in her hand, stuffed it into her mouth and blocked her mouth.
"Eat yours!"
Tong Yan pursed his lips and didn't say much.
When Qing Yafeng was dragging his luggage and preparing to go out, he stopped again thinking about the conversation between the two last night.
Turning his head, he stared at Shi Jinyang deeply, as if he wanted to say something.
"Third uncle, tell me what you have to say!" Shi Jinyang nodded slightly to him.
"Yan Yan doesn't have that many seven years!" Qing Yafeng didn't say much, just left this sentence and walked out of the hall.
"Dad, wait for me, I'll give it to you!" Tong Yan dropped the bread in her hand and ran after him regardless of whether she had finished her breakfast.
Shi Jinyang stood stiffly in the room, slowly thinking about his words, his eyes glazed over.
His face was slightly drooped, and his dark eyes seemed to be covered with a hazy mist, as if he was thinking about something.
A long period of confusion.
When he raised his eyes again, his eyes were clear again.
Striding out of the villa, before Qing Yafeng's car started, he opened the door and got into the back seat, sitting with Tong Yan, "Let's see it off together!"
Tong Yan was stunned for a moment, but didn't say much.
Her head reached the front seat, and all she could think of was Qing Yafeng's words, "Dad, what seven years?"
"Did you talk about anything last night?"
"What does my seven years have to do with Jin Yang?"
"Dad, please tell me. Mom and I will test your theory together!"