Chapter 402: : I Want to Have a Home (2)

"You wait here, I'll be back soon."

After Bo Yan finished speaking, he pushed the door directly out. Xia Siyu also

wandered around in the room.

Although the house is a small bungalow, it is very clean. The little boy's

toys are nothing more than pistols, models such as airplanes, car models, and

Transformers. She is not very interested.

But as she walked, she saw something like a yellowed notebook.

Bo Yan is such a big person, he would like to write a diary? Xia Siyu was a

little curious, turned his head and saw that Bo Yan was not there. Although

it's not good to look at people's privacy, he bullied her. It doesn't matter

if she looks at her quietly, right? She couldn't remember it anyway.

So she drew out the book, the thing was well packed, and she used kraft paper

as the cover, which was obviously carefully protected. A few words were

written crookedly on it: "I and Mom and Dad."

Is it about his parents? Xia Siyu only knew that Bo Yan's parents had died

since childhood, and he lived with his grandparents when he was very young. It

is inevitable that people will turn his eyes under the fence, so he has a bad

relationship with his family.

Then... just take a look, I promise not to read the content of his diary, just

look at the title!

Xia Siyu opened the page and found out that this is not a diary, but a photo

album.

It looks like he was in elementary school. A young couple, the man is elegant

and elegant, the woman is gentle and friendly, and there is a six or seven-

year-old child in the middle, with his smiling eyes narrowed. The background

seems to be a school.

The following font is very pretty: "Ayan took a group photo in elementary

school."

This word is probably written by his mother.

Xia Siyu glanced at his parents. In fact, Bo Yan was very cute and just

learned the strengths of his parents. Dad is tall, but his eyes have inherited

the slender eyes of the Bo family. And mom’s eyes are big, typical

Peach blossom eyes. Bo Yan's eyes followed his mother. The noses of a family

of three are very pretty, but the lips are not like mom's cherry mouth, which

is similar to dad.

It is a photo album, not a diary, which is slightly better.

Xia Siyu turned back, "Ayan's sports meeting, long-distance running champion!"

I also used an exclamation point, and obviously my parents were very proud of

their son's achievements. Bo Yan was wearing sportswear and sweatpants. He

didn't know where his pants were and rolled all over, holding the medal for

the first place-a small red flower in his hand. It was completely different

from this cold and unsmiling guy now, and he smiled extremely happily.

There is also a father and son playing football together. Bo Yan is stepping

on the ball, and his father is also wearing sportswear. Both of them are

wearing number ten jerseys and making a V sign for victory. The following is

written "in-person football match".

Obviously, my mother was the one who pressed the shutter to let them compare

with "eggplant".

Then, I started to wear winter clothes and started to make snowmen. Bo Yan was

wearing a thick down jacket, wrapped up like a doll, with a plaster on his

nose, as if Mom and Dad were cooking together for a barbecue dinner, and he

was just beside him making trouble.

Looking at the outside scenery, it is like being abroad, a night view of

European and American countries.

Further on...

Xia Siyu was about to turn to the next page. Bo Yan didn't know when she had

already walked behind her. He stretched out his arm from behind her and gently

closed the album: "Do you want to see it?"

The man's voice rang above her head. Xia Siyu turned her head, and her frank

words had returned.