After another round of procedures was completed, Lin Jianshen's forehead was covered in cold sweat.

Yu Mian took a tissue and wiped it off for him, carefully supporting him with his shoulders. This kind of rehabilitation training was very painful at the beginning. haven’t moved legs for nearly two months, and have been in the same position. Now have to walk again. Even if the previously broken bones grow back together, there are some uncomfortable places.

In order to distract him, Yu Mian pulled Lin Jianshen and said, "Have you ever been home for Chinese New Year this year?"

Lin Jianshen's breath was a little heavy, but his voice was steady: "No, I haven't been back for a long time."

Yu Mian had already guessed it, seeing how he and Lin Jiahua got along, it was impossible to go back.

"Then where do you spend Chinese New Year every year?"

Lin Jianshen lowered his head, looked at her with gentle eyes, and said in a low voice, "Sometimes during the Spring Festival Gala, when I don't have work and I'm not busy, I just stay at home."

Yu Mian wasn't surprised at all, she thought for a while, then raised her face and said to him, "This year, do you want to come to my house for the New Year?"

Lin Jianshen laughed: "I'm worried that my uncle and your brother will drive me out."

Yu Mian frowned in confusion, thinking that this might be the case. She has been running to the hospital frequently these days, and her father and brother's faces are not looking good every day.

Just as he was embarrassed, the man suddenly pinched his cheek lightly.

Lin Jian smiled with deep black eyes and said, "It's not urgent for the Chinese New Year. On New Year's Eve, shall we watch the fireworks together?"

There is a fireworks show every New Year's Eve in X City, and Yu Mian agreed without hesitation: "Okay!"

A few days before the Chinese New Year, Lin Jianshen was completely cured and discharged from the hospital, and Yu Mian also stopped by his house.

Thinking that half a year ago, she had never even seen the real person Lin Jianshen, and half a year later, it was incredible to be able to sit in his room.

Lin Jianshen's house is very clean, spotless and clean, with a simple European style as a whole, it looks like that kind of hardcover room, there is not much personal atmosphere, and it is cold as if no one has lived in it.

"Is this really your home?" Yu Mian walked around in his room and couldn't help but ask in confusion.

Lin Jianshen rubbed her head, her expression was light, and there was a carelessness in her eyebrows: "It doesn't count, for me, it's just a house to live in."

Yu Mian saw a photo he had placed by the head of the bed. This photo was a few years old. On the slightly yellowed paper, there was a young and beautiful woman in a long white dress, holding a two- or three-year-old in her arms. child, smiling melancholy at the camera.

She had a hunch in her heart, and probably guessed who the person above was.

Lin Jianshen followed her line of sight and saw this photo as well. He was slightly taken aback, then reached out and picked it up.

He lowered his eyes, covered his pupils, and said softly, "This is my mother."

Obviously his expression did not change, his expression was calm and indifferent, but when he said this, it made people feel a trace of sadness and grief for no reason.

Yu Mian bit her lip, stretched out her hands to wrap her arms around his waist, and leaned into his arms voluntarily and boldly. In the past, she would never have dared to do this. But at this time, she wanted to hug him and tell him that she would accompany him in the future.

Lin Jianshen subconsciously hugged the little girl who was throwing his arms around him. He was stunned for a moment, but he quickly understood what she was thinking, and couldn't help but chuckle.

"My mother died very early. In fact, I can't remember the time I spent with her." He slowly, as if speaking to Yu Mian, seemed to be just talking to himself, "My father ... He refused to admit his mistakes, thinking that it was my mother who killed me, so I didn't go to the Lin family to get in his way. Over the years, I never took the Lin family as the head of the family."

Yu Mian said, "Home is where you have family members, and there are no relatives there."

Lin Jianshen lowered his eyes and looked down. Below was the little girl's mellow hair, and he smiled suddenly: "You are right, home is only where there is family."

Yu Mian raised her head, she hugged him tightly, as if holding a piece of driftwood for survival, and asked almost stubbornly, "We must have a home, right?"

Lin Jianshen stared at her quietly, and he saw in her eyes that uneasiness, that unease, that thirst and hope for love. How similar the two of them are, and how lucky they are to meet each other.

He slowly lowered his head, kissed her eyebrows with his lips, and held her tightly in his arms, the two bodies were close together, inseparable.

"Well," he said hoarsely, "there will be."

On New Year's Eve, Yu Mian made dumplings at home with her mother for New Year's Eve dinner. The aunt at home also went home on annual leave, and these days she can only open fire by herself.

Yu Xing was finally able to sleep late, but even so, he got up early and sat in the living room with Father Yu to receive some visiting guests.

In the afternoon, the number of visitors gradually dwindled, and the family finally quieted down.

The daughter's marriage has been settled, but the son is still a widow. Yu's mother often talks about it, urging Yu Xing to find a girlfriend to fall in love, etc., and also pulls him to show him the daughter of a wealthy wife in the circle of friends.

Yu Xing is very annoying, he is a complete workaholic, and he never cares about the love of his children. Yu's mother began to urge marriage, so he used the excuse of dealing with company affairs and hid in the study for an afternoon.

It was the first time that Yu Mian saw the elite brother slumped, and he couldn't laugh. He even told Lin Jianshen about it on WeChat. She was afraid that he would be alone, so she would send him messages from time to time on her mobile phone, expecting to pass on the happiness on her side.

After a simple dinner in the evening, the family began to observe the New Year's Eve, and the New Year's Eve dinner was not eaten until midnight.

When no one else was paying attention, Yu Mian quietly went out and got into a car in front of the house.

The man sat in the driver's seat, and when he saw her getting in the car, he leaned over, pinched Yu Mian's waist, pressed her on the seat, and kissed her deeply.

When he stopped, Yu Mian was almost out of breath, and Lin Jianshen was also slightly panting.

Before that, they hadn't seen each other for several days and could only contact them on their mobile phones, so they were a little out of control at first sight.