The doll is the oldest of all the children.
I will be thirty years old after the Chinese New Year.
Her change is also the biggest change among all the children in Xiushan Lake.
From being a child killer who was inhumane when she first came, to now being a famous entomologist, she has become calm and gentle.
Ji Tianxin always said that among all the children, there was only one who was not related to the family by blood, and when he grew up, he looked more like Ye Zhimeng.
Wawa planned to take the high school entrance examination in her second year.
But I don’t know why, after the summer vacation, Wawa gave up this idea.
But I still skipped a grade and went to middle school.
Then I studied normally for three years and took the high school entrance examination.
That year, there was Yiyi who took the high school entrance examination with the baby.
In high school, Ye Zhimeng originally wanted to study abroad directly.
However, both Yiyi and Wawa refused.
Because I don’t want to leave my young child alone in the country.
After three years of high school, Wawa and Yiyi went to two different universities overseas.
Originally, the two of them would come back to China every winter and summer vacation.
But when I was about to graduate, my baby suddenly stopped coming back.
She began to follow her mentor and travel through jungles and rainforests around the world.
I was in danger of almost dying several times.
Qin Chao was worried about this.
In the past three or four years, the doll came back less and less often. Basically, Qin Chao went to visit her when he was on vacation.
She didn't come back for Yiyi and Youyou's birthday this year.
Wait for Shining to finish posting with her sisters excitedly.
Ji Tianxin reached out to the doll: "Why are you so thin?"
The doll went over, knelt down and handed her hand to Ji Tianxin. Ji Tianxin held her hand and saw the gauze hidden under her sleeve, "Oh, are you hurt?"
"I accidentally fell from the tree." The doll smiled, "It's okay if the skin is broken. Don't worry, today is your birthday, you have to be happy."
As he spoke, the doll took out a small box from his pocket.
After opening.
Inside is a firefly-shaped gem ring, which looks like an antique ring at first glance: "When I went to attend an academic conference last month, I saw this in an antique shop in an alley. I remember that you missed me so much when we last met. I bought Firefly when I was little.”
"Be good." Ji Tianxin touched the doll's cheek, but she hesitated to speak.
But the words came to his lips but never came out.
"Old birthday boy, my gift will arrive later, but I have something special today!" Ji You came over, leaned against Ji Tianxin's cheek, and kissed her.
Ji Tianxin burst into laughter.
"You little clever one!" Ji Tianxin looked at Ji You lovingly, and touched her face, and then her eyebrows, and suddenly felt a little sad, "Time flies so fast, I feel like yesterday you were still pregnant with my great-grandmother. How did the little baby in there grow up to be an adult all of a sudden?"
"Grandma Tianxin, I will always be the little baby in your arms." Ji You said feeling a little guilty, "I am busy with the exhibition tour this time, and I haven't come back to see you for a long time. When the tour is over, I will come to accompany you. Very long time!"
"Okay~" Ji Tianxin held back the tears that were about to come out, "Okay, you three little sisters haven't seen each other for a long time, go! Put on your most beautiful clothes for me, let my guests see, my little sisters My daughters are all amazing!"
"Promise to complete the mission!"
Twinkle immediately stood up straight, and then held a sister in one hand, "I miss you so much. I have a lot to say! You have to sleep with me tonight!!"
"WeChat sends hundreds of messages every day, how many truckloads of words do you have to say?" Ji You asked quietly.
Twinkle chuckled.
The doll doesn't talk much, but he also lowers his eyebrows and smiles.
Ji You looked at her.
She has been obsessed with the doll's appearance since she was a child.
It's still the same now.
