Thinking of this, Qin Yinan's eyes shed a tear. He pulled out the lighter with red eyes, and when he was about to burn the piece of paper, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

Qin Yinan paused his hand movements, took out his phone, glanced at the caller ID, and then answered.

He was just about to shout "Song Song", but there was a scream of milk and milk: "A long time south... a long time..."

That was Xiao Sesame's voice. She was more than two years old. Some words were unclear. For example, Uncle, she always shouted for a long time.

"Little Sesame, why is it so late that you haven't slept yet?"

"Just back home..." Little Sesame answered softly and tenderly, and then said another inexplicable sentence: "...I have seen it for a long time...for a long time..."

She stumbled in the middle. Qin Yinan thought she was talking about "Uncle", referring to his mother. He smiled and asked warmly, "Did that grandma give you something delicious?"

"It's not grandma, it's long mom..."

What is Jiu Mama? The frosted south frowned, frowning and asked Xiao Sesame softly, and Song Qingchun's soft voice came from the phone: "Okay, little Sesame, you should go to bed, father bring You go to bed, mother said to Uncle Enan, okay?"

"Okay." Little Sesame responded obediently, and then said to the phone according to Song Qingchun's instructions: "Long south, goodbye!"

"Little Sesame, goodbye..." After the phone, Qin Yinan heard Su Zhinian coaxing Little Sesame while holding her leaving, and then he heard the sound of Song Qingchun walking, about a minute later, Song Qingchun was quiet, and then her voice came softly: "Enan Brothers, happy birthday."

"Thank you." Qin Yinan returned.

"Enan Brother..." Song Qingchun on the phone called his name and stopped, as if he didn't know how to speak.

Qin Yinan was silent, waiting quietly.

After about half a minute, Song Qingchun said again: "Enan brother, the long mother in Xiao Sesame's mouth, not Aunt Qin, but..."

Suddenly, Song Qingchun finished with a vigorous gesture: "... Cheng Qingchun, when I and Zhinian took Xiao Sesame to dinner tonight, I ran into her."

Qin Yinan and Song Qingchun grew up together. He rarely heard her speak to him in such a serious tone. His heart giggled, and a very bad hunch filled his heart.

Intuition tells him that what Song Qingchun told him next is definitely something unknown.

Suddenly he was a little scared, inexplicably scared. He held the fingertips of the phone and nervously picked up the edge of the phone. After a while, he just "huh", it seemed that the tone was very plain, but the heart was already A rumbling voice said, "What is it? Song Song, you say it."

"Enan brother...you know... Cheng Qingcong, she..." I don't know if Song Qingchun's words are difficult to explain, or I'm afraid that Qin Yinan can't bear the blow, and she's vomiting:"...Who is she with now? together?"

The more she was like this, the more nervous and anxious Qin Yinan was, and as soon as her voice fell, he couldn't wait to ask, "Who?"

Even though he and she had no chance, but who she was with, he wanted to know more than anyone.

Song Qingchun on the phone was silent for a long time before speaking. Her voice was very soft, but the words she spit out were like a giant thunder, deafening: "Kanze."

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