"Why, isn't it?" Jingjia asked with a smile.

"What's my name?" Jing Niantian asked.

Jing Jiajia was stunned and asked, "what do you think it should be called?"

Jing Niantian shook his head.

Jingjiajia thought about it, looked at the room, and whispered, "then think about it. What does Jiajia's mother think about? Tell Jiajia tomorrow morning, how about it?"

"OK." Jing Niantian didn't like it, but he didn't ask again.

"Go to sleep. We can go home when it's dawn tomorrow." jingjiajia said. She put away the photos on her bed and looked at the enlarged photos on the wall. She thought this should be her mother's former bedroom. Unexpectedly, Grandpa still keeps it so well after so many years. People have always lived here.

Jing Niantian soon fell asleep. He just held Jing Jiajia's arm tightly. Jing Jiajia smiled and stretched out his hand to gently touch his small face, "fool, Jia Jia won't go..."

It was late at night. The castle was quiet and crickets could be heard. Jing Jiajia couldn't sleep. She gently moved Jing Niantian's hands holding her arms, and then put on a dress and went out of the room.

"Haven't you slept so late?"

A low voice sounded in the corridor. Jing Jiajia was startled and asked, "who?", but she looked around and found no one. The light in the corridor was very bright and bright until the end of the corridor.

"Come in, the door is unlocked."

Jingjiajia found that the sound came from the opposite room. She gently walked to the door and pushed it. The door opened. The room was a little dark. She even sat on the sofa with a black blanket on her body.

"You haven't slept yet?" jingjiajia asked standing at the door.

"Come in and sit down and talk to me," Shilian whispered.

Jingjiajia turned her head and looked at the opposite room. She was worried that she would cry again when she woke up and couldn't find him.

Shi Lian saw Jing Jiajia's worry and said, "it's all right. I'll let the servant watch. He wakes up and calls you."

Jingjia nodded, went to the sofa and sat down.

Then I saw a middle-aged woman in her forties gently push the door open and enter the room where Jing Niantian slept.

"That's your mother's former bedroom. I keep it all the time." Shi Lian glanced at the door and said first.

Jingjiajia smiled and didn't speak. It turned out that she guessed right.

"There are a lot of photos in the room, see?" Shi Lian asked.

Jingjia nodded, "I see."

"You look so much like her." Shi Lian stared at Jing Jiajia and sat in front of the Buddha.

Jingjiajia smiled, "well, I'm really like my mother. Just now Niantian asked me if those photos were me."

"Le'er inherited all the advantages of her mother, including her mother's unique smell as a lily people..."

Jingjiajia interrupted Shilian's words and asked excitedly, "is it the smell of Lily?"

Shi Lian nodded. There was a faint smell of Lily in the air. He put the Buddha back more than 20 years ago. It was also such a night that he had a real conversation with Le'er for the first time.

"I remember when your mother was young, she often asked me such a question, 'father, why does my body smell of lilies?' guess how I answered?" Shi Lian smiled and looked at Jing Jiajia.

Jingjiajia pursed her mouth. This question was asked by Niantian many times, and she asked her mother the same question countless times when she was a child. Jingjiajia whispered, "because you drank Lily tea since childhood."

Shi Lian suddenly laughed when he listened to the well completion Jiajia's words, and the tears of stars twinkled in his eyes, "yes, yes, I answer your mother's questions like this every time."

Jingjiajia looked at the old man in front of her. Although she had never experienced or knew the things and years he had experienced, the tears in his eyes and the sad look on his face that flashed but was firmly captured by her made jingjiajia's whole heart tightly together.

Jingjiajia thought for a moment and asked, "Grandpa, you must miss your mother very much these years?"

A "Grandpa" made the old man burst into tears. The man who had never shed tears in front of others was crying like a wronged child in front of a younger generation.

"Grandpa, don't cry." Jing Jiajia was at a loss, picked up the paper towel on the table, squatted on the ground and handed it to Shilian.

Yes, who can understand the pain in this man's heart.

Jingjiajia stretched out his hand, gently put it on Shilian's shoulder and said, "Grandpa, don't cry. Let's go and see mom tomorrow, OK?"

Shi Lian nodded, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"When your mother left home, she was almost as old as you are now. At that time, she fell in love with your father. I disagree and impose interference."

Jingjiajia sat on the sofa next to Shilian and said, "doesn't grandpa like dad now?"

Shi Lian thought for an answer, "It's been so many years, and I'm not optimistic about Jingxing from beginning to end. In fact, the most important thing is that when your mother fell in love with him, he already had his own wife and children, but he concealed it. He didn't say it until your mother knew it. This is an important reason why your mother has lived with you in the dead forest for so many years."

"But my mother still loves my father from beginning to end." jingjiajia suddenly understood one thing, that is why although my mother loves my father, she still gave her a name "Shicen" Because she finally regretted that she didn't listen to her father's words, but the proud mother didn't lose face and go back to admit a mistake to her father. In this way, she lived alone in the forest for ten years.

Shi Lian didn't say anything this time. After a while, he looked at Jing Jiajia and stood up. Jing Jiajia watched him go to the table at the head of the bed, open the drawer and take out a box from inside.

"Open the box and have a look. I think you should have seen the thing inside." Shilian handed the box to Jing Jiajia and sat back on the sofa.

Jingjiajia looked at Shilian suspiciously, and then looked down at the box. She felt so familiar with the box, because there was such a box when her mother was alive. Jingjiajia remembered that countless times when she woke up at night, she saw her mother holding the box and crying silently, but the box disappeared with her mother's death for no reason, Is this box the mother's box? With the psychology of guessing, jingjiajia opened the dark red wooden box with trembling hands——

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