newbobooks Chapter 895 Growth Album
Chapter 895 Growth Album
Jiang Ciyou sat in front of the French window in the study, the sun gently sprinkled on her shoulders, like a layer of gauze. The table was covered with photos of her daughter Xiaoyueliang from birth to the present, each carrying a precious memory, like a pearl left over by the years, connecting every bit of their small family's journey.
She gently picked up a photo, her fingers unconsciously stroking the edge of the photo. That was when Xiaoyueliang was just learning to walk. Lu Jingchen squatted a few steps away from his daughter, opened his arms, an encouraging smile on his face, and his eyes were full of expectation and nervousness. Xiaoyueliang was wearing a furry pink jumpsuit, like a waddling little duck, taking the first step towards her father, her chubby little face slightly flushed because of the effort. Jiang Ciyu remembered that she was holding a camera at the side at the time. When she captured this moment, her heart melted and her eyes couldn't help but moisten. This man who used to be decisive in the business world was so cautious in front of his daughter, as if every step his daughter took was stepping on the tip of his heart.
Another photo came into view. It was when Xiaoyueliang was sick. The little girl's face was flushed red, and she nestled in Lu Jingchen's arms listlessly. Lu Jingchen frowned, his eyes full of heartache and anxiety. He held his daughter tightly in one hand, patted her back gently with the other hand, and hummed a tuneless lullaby in his mouth, trying to soothe his daughter's discomfort. In order to make his daughter more comfortable, he stayed up all night, constantly changing towels and applying cold compresses to his daughter, feeding her water and medicine. Jiang Ciyou looked at the photo, and her thoughts drifted back to that night. When she woke up, she saw Lu Jingchen sitting by the bed, his eyes bloodshot, but he was still forcing himself to take care of his daughter. At that moment, she deeply felt that this family had become extremely solid because of his existence.
There is also a photo of Xiaoyueliang being caught eating cookies. The little guy has half a cookie in his mouth, his cheeks bulging, like a little squirrel that has stolen something fishy, his eyes wide open, full of panic. Lu Jingchen stood aside, his arms folded across his chest, his face pretending to be serious, but the smile in his eyes could not be hidden, he looked like an "accomplice". Jiang Ciyou couldn't help laughing when he thought of the scene at that time. Xiaoyueliang thought that her "little trick" was unnoticed by anyone, but she didn't know that her father had already discovered it, but he just couldn't bear to interrupt her little happiness. Later, Lu Jingchen secretly took Xiaoyueliang to buy a bunch of her favorite snacks, and the father and daughter reached a "sweet agreement" behind her back.
Jiang Ciyou was immersed in these beautiful memories, sorting out the photos one by one, and there were endless stories behind each one. Just then, the study door was gently pushed open, and Lu Jingchen walked in with a cup of hot tea in his hand.
"You've been sitting here for a long time. Have some tea. Don't get tired." He put the cup on the table next to Jiang Ciyou. His eyes swept across the table full of photos, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "You're sorting photos again."
Jiang Ciyou raised his head, his eyes sparkling with happiness, "Yes, Xiaoyue has grown up so big without me noticing, I can't bear to miss any of these photos."
Lu Jingchen sat down beside her, his arm naturally around her shoulders, and looked at the photos with her, "Do you remember this one?" He picked up the photo of Xiaoyueliang's first visit to the zoo. Xiaoyueliang pointed at the elephant excitedly, her eyes full of curiosity and surprise, her mouth wide open, as if she wanted to shout out all her happiness. "After she came back that day, she kept talking about elephants and tigers, and even laughed out loud in her dreams at night."
Jiang Ciyou leaned in his arms, smiled and nodded, "How could you not remember? She insisted on going every day during those few days, and you almost couldn't help but raise a little rabbit for her at home."
As they reminisced, they carefully put the photos into the album in chronological order. Lu Jingchen would pick up a photo from time to time and tell Jiang Ciyou some small details that she hadn't noticed, such as when Xiaoyue painted for the first time and her hands were covered with paint, but she still proudly showed him her "masterpiece"; or when Xiaoyue was performing in kindergarten and was so nervous before going on stage that she kept pulling at his clothes, but once she was on stage, she seemed to be a different person and danced like a real person.
"Look, this photo." Lu Jingchen picked up a photo of Xiaoyue playing at the beach. Xiaoyue was holding a small shovel and smiling brightly at the sand castle. The sea breeze was blowing her hair. The background was the blue sea and the golden beach. "She had a lot of fun on that trip. When she returned to the hotel at night, she was so tired that she fell asleep immediately, and she was still holding the shells she picked up and refused to let go."
Jiang Ciyou gently stroked the photo and said with emotion: "Time flies so fast. In the blink of an eye, she has grown from a babbling baby to the quirky little girl she is now."
Lu Jingchen tightened his arms and kissed her forehead, "Yes, but it doesn't matter. We still have a lot of time to accompany her to grow up and create more beautiful memories."
As he spoke, he seemed to suddenly remember something, stood up and walked to the bookshelf, taking down an exquisite box from the top shelf. Returning to Jiang Ciyou, he opened the box mysteriously, and inside was a brand new photo album with a custom cover, printed with a photo of their family of three, in which they were all smiling and full of happiness.
"I have already prepared this photo album. It will be used to record our future life and..." He paused, a sly look flashing in his eyes, "the growth of the next baby."
Jiang Ciyou's cheeks flushed slightly, and she glanced at him in a reproachful manner, "Why are you so anxious? How big is the little moon?"
Lu Jingchen smiled and put the photo album on the table, next to the one that was almost full. "I'm preparing in advance. Besides, I think Xiaoyue will also be looking forward to having a brother or sister to play with her."
Jiang Ciyou picked up the new photo album and opened the first page. There was a small note inside, which read: To our beloved family, may every day in the future be filled with laughter and love. The handwriting was strong and powerful, and it was written by Lu Jingchen. She felt warm in her heart and turned to look at Lu Jingchen, "When did you prepare these?"
"A few days ago, when you weren't paying attention." Lu Jingchen scratched his head and smiled a little embarrassedly, "I thought that these beautiful moments are worth cherishing. When the children grow up, we can sit down together and slowly look through them, recalling every bit of these years."
Jiang Ciyou's eyes were moist. She knew very well that Lu Jingchen cared about this family. He had considered every little detail. "Thank you, Jingchen. It's great to have you."
Lu Jingchen held her hand and squeezed it gently, "Silly, this is our home, I should do all this. Besides, you have contributed more to this family, I have seen it all."
The two smiled at each other and continued to sort the photos. The sunlight moved slowly across the room, shining on them, outlining a warm and beautiful picture.
Before I knew it, the album had been sorted out, with only a few empty spaces left. Jiang Ciyou picked up a recent family photo of theirs. In the photo, Xiaoyue stood in the middle, holding her father with one hand and her mother with the other, smiling particularly brightly. Lu Jingchen was wearing a casual suit, still handsome, while Jiang Ciyou was wearing an elegant dress. The three of them stood in their own garden, with blooming flowers and green lawns behind them, like a painting.
"Let's put this one at the end, as a summary of this stage." Jiang Ciyou said, gently putting the photo into the album.
Lu Jingchen nodded in agreement, "Next time we have new photos, we'll start a new chapter." His tone was full of anticipation, as if he had already seen countless happy moments in the future waiting for them to capture.
Jiang Ciyou closed the album, and gently stroked the cover with his fingers, his heart full of emotion. This album is not only a collection of photos, but also a testimony of their journey, recording the whole process from their acquaintance, understanding, love, to forming a family, and watching their children grow up. Every laugh, every tear, every touch, is frozen in these small photos and becomes eternal.
"Let's take a family photo every year from now on, just like this, and fill up the photo albums one by one." Jiang Ciyou raised his head and looked at Lu Jingchen, with determination and longing in his eyes.
Lu Jingchen's eyes were full of tenderness. He reached out and brushed the hair beside Jiang Ciyou's ear behind her ear. "Okay, one picture every year. When the children grow up, let them see how they grew up little by little, and let them know that our home will always be their warmest harbor."
The two stood up and put the photo album back to the most conspicuous place on the bookshelf. Next to it were various small certificates and handicrafts that Xiaoyue had won since she was a child. These seemingly ordinary little objects carried the love and warmth of their family and were the most precious treasures in their lives.
Walking out of the study, the sun was still bright, shining on the corridor, reflecting their hand-in-hand shadows. Little Moon's laughter came from the living room, and the two smiled at each other and walked towards the direction of the laughter, ready to welcome the happy time of a new day, because they knew that there was still a long way to go in the future, and there were more beautiful things waiting for them to write, and this growth album would keep recording and become their most precious family heritage.