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Chapter 1093

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It was just nice, and the spring sun shone through the window, making the room warm.

Ji Shiting's gaze landed on the green plant in the corner.

In the past three years, although Ye Shengge had also used his study, she hadn't touched the furnishings in the study. His things had been restored to their original places, but there were some trinkets in the study. There was a green plant in the corner, a few books on the bookshelf that she had written, and a photo of Ah Chen and Qing'er on the table. The peaceful life was very strong.

For a moment, Ji Shiting realized that he had been immersed in this atmosphere for too long, so much so that he had neglected the hard work she had put in.

After a long silence, he finally turned on the computer and plugged the hard drive's data cable into the interface.

A third of the hundreds of gigabytes of hard drives had been occupied. Although there was a lot of content, Ye Shengge had made a very clear classification based on time. There were a total of twelve folders, and there was one every three months.

Ji Shiting already felt his eyes burning before he could see the specific content. He moved the mouse to the first folder called 'Twins Are Born', but he didn't have the courage to open it.

He hadn't been around when the two children were born, so Ji Shiting couldn't imagine how she had felt when she had recorded these contents. He had never thought that he would be so cowardly.

The man pursed his lips, but in the end, he still moved the mouse to the last folder. He clicked on it, and it was divided into several sub-folders, categorized by events. He clicked on the sub-folder named "Mountain Climbing", and instantly, a large number of photos filled the screen.

Ji Shiting clicked on the big picture, and what he saw was the smiling faces of the two children. They were wearing sportswear and carrying small water bottles, looking like they were about to set off. The photos recorded the entire process of climbing the mountain. Perhaps because Ye Shengge was in charge of taking photos, she didn't show up until he clicked on the last video.

The two children's breathing could be heard along with the sound of the wind.

"Mom, I'm so tired."

"We're almost at the top of the mountain. Come on, Qing 'er!"

"Sister, help me up."

"No, I can walk."

The two little guys were struggling to climb. Suddenly, Qing'er stumbled and almost fell. The screen shook, probably because Ye Shengge put down the camera and turned to carry her daughter.

"Why don't I carry you up?" Ye Shengge smiled.

"There's no need. Mommy can't carry me." As Qing Er spoke, she sighed like an adult. "If only Uncle Qiao was here. Uncle Qiao has great strength."

Ah Chen suddenly said, "Mom, why don't we let Uncle Qiao be our father?"

"I can't." On the screen was the shaking ground, but the woman's voice was clear. "Uncle Qiao is Uncle Qiao, and Dad is Dad. Dad will be sad when he comes back. "

"But when will Dad come back?"

"Soon." The woman was only upset for a moment, but she quickly regained her smile. "How dare you look down on me? Who said I can't carry you … Ah Chen, hold the camera."

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