He Jiaye didn't know why Ye Jiaqi's emotions suddenly got out of control. He didn't know what happened to her in the past. All he could do was to comfort him.

He brought her millet porridge: "Eat while it's hot, dreams are just dreams, don't be afraid. If you have nightmares again in the future, remember to call me."

Ye Jiaqi nodded.

She sat at the table, and her mood still did not calm down.

She was really out of control just now, and she didn't know why she cared about such a nightmare.

Maybe this was the first time she had such a terrible dream, and she actually dreamed of Jiang Yao.

He Jiaye peeled an egg for her: "Eat more, are you under too much pressure recently? Why don't I go to Dr. Zheng's house to grab some Ningshen's herbs for you later, and make some tea."

Ye Jiaqi shook his head: "No, it's okay. Maybe it's because I haven't slept well these days, so I'm fine."

"I don't look good, why don't I take you to the provincial capital? The weather is OK these two days, and the mountain roads are easy to walk."

Ye Jiaqi shook his head again: "It's okay, I just had a nightmare."

He Jiaye did not force her to finish her breakfast with her.

When Xiao Yuzi woke up, he also brought Xiao Chenchen over. When the two children were playing together, Ye Jiaqi's face improved a lot.

However, Ye Jiaqi is often distracted.

As soon as she was distracted, she hugged Xiaoyuzi tightly, as if she was afraid that Xiaoyuzi would be lost.

He Jiaye didn't understand. She liked Xiaoyouzi so much, so why did she say such words to let him take Xiaoyouzi away...

Ye Jiaqi lowered his head and fed Xiao Yuzi. Xiao Yuzi stood on the sofa and happily said: "Mama, hug..."

He Jiaye sat down and picked her up: "Uncle, okay? Let your mother feed you breakfast."

Little Yuzi nodded obediently.

He Jiaye sat next to Ye Jiaqi, holding Xiao Yuzi, and Ye Jiaqi fed Xiao Yuzi.

The sun shines in through the window.

Everything in the house is simple, but also very cozy.

The sunlight dispelled the haze in Ye Jiaqi's heart, and it took her a long time to recover.

He Jiaye took her away in the yard. He asked her to sit on the swing, and he recited her an English poem.

He Jiaye's voice is very good, his words are straight and round, and he is very fluent.

Ye Jiaqi's mind gradually calmed down. The sun shone on her slender eyelashes, and the eye feathers that looked like butterflies wings gently slid, cutting the flowing light.

There is no special scenery in the small yard in winter, only a tree of winter plum blossoms blooms in the corner of the fence, the fragrance of flowers is everywhere, making it bright for a winter.

She sat on the swing, and the swing did not shake. She just sat quietly, looking at the rolling mountains, barren stones, abrupt trees, and white sunlight in front of her.

Time is peaceful.

She wanted to keep doing this and not be disturbed by anyone anymore.

He Jiaye stood beside her, occasionally lowering his head and chatting softly with her.

He saw her pale face and felt a little accelerating.

The sea of ​​clouds is vast, and the sky passes by.

...

New Year's Eve.

New York City.

In the hotel, Qiao Sinian personally hangs the "Fu" character he bought in the window, which is red and festive, and has a festive atmosphere.

He took two steps back, stood farther apart, and looked at the red "Fu" knot calmly, his thin lips tightly pursed, and his eyes were filled with a deep and deep luster.
Chapter completed!