I said goodbye to Bu Er, it was almost three o'clock in the morning.

"It's time to rest, Xiaoxiao?"

"Are you tired?"

"No, I want to be quiet."

"Ah, who is Jingjing?"

"Ha, have you watched too many online dramas? I said I want to be quiet for a while."

Murong Xiao blushed.

"You are leaving tomorrow. I want to be by your side for a while, and I will quietly not say a word."

"Go back to the hospital, old place!"

"Yeah, yeah, okay!"

"Brother Han, your world is very wonderful!"

"Is that right? But there is too much helplessness."

The two of them spoke in front of each other without any salt. They were not far away, but they arrived soon. They went up to the 28th floor and sat down at the old place.

Still by the window. Qiu Han didn't say a word, took out his cell phone and dialed it. He wanted to see if Zi Yuyan's cell phone could be connected?

"Beep, beep                                                                                                                            �

The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered it. After dialing it, no one answered it. Qiu Han was about to give up and stop calling it.

"Dialo one more Brother Han, maybe she will answer this call!"

He turned over again, and after three sounds, Zi Yuyan's voice came from the opposite side: "How are you?"

"Well, where are you?" Qiu Han stood up excitedly.

"Don't ask, don't look for me anymore."

"Why?"

"Don't ask why, you have to be good, remember not to try to find me again!"

The phone was hung up directly.

Qiu Han stood there blankly, looking at the phone in his hand, he felt unwilling to accept it. He dialed it over again, and it was cut off after two sounds, and then turned off the phone directly. When the last glimmer of hope was shattered, Qiu Han could no longer hold it back and tears flowed down.

Murong Xiao looked at everything in front of him, and he didn't understand why Zi Yuyan was so cruel. But she could feel the pain of the man in front of her, which was very real and deep. His love, persistence, reliability, and a little domineering. She looked at Qiu Han, walked up and hugged her again. She wanted to use her arms to warm the man, even if it was enough to reduce a little bit of pain, even if it was just a little bit.

Qiu Han was hugged by Murong Xiao like this. His left hand was naturally downward and his right hand was holding the phone. His heart hurt so much that he needed a warm embrace, but he understood that he could not hug Xiao Xiao. His emotional world was already extremely chaotic, and he didn't want to hurt another one. The debt of emotions was too tiring, too tiring.

"Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao, let's sit down. Don't you still want to listen to my story with her?"

Murong Xiao let go of Qiu Han, nodded and sat down.

I remember we held hands and returned to the simple hut, romantic, warm and happy, this is the most beautiful beginning of our love...

Later, Aqiang went to the antique city to live. Occasionally we would meet each other together, play ball, and drink some wine. Afeng said blessings before leaving because of the transfer of the construction site. Uncle Lei next door often made fun of me, but I knew that was his blessing.

Zi Yuyan cleans the house every day, washes the clothes and stacks them, and waits for me to come home to cook and she washes the dishes after buying vegetables.

In the middle, we went to the place where she worked and met her godfather and godmother. Her godmother was a very enthusiastic and simple woman. Her godmother was hospitality and loved me very much. After getting to know each other, our couple often went to visit him and chat.

On the Mid-Autumn Festival in 2003, I took my beloved back to my hometown and paid homage to my parents.

I am a remote mountain village in my hometown. The environment at home is very poor. The green tiles and scented roofs, white brick walls, mud-painted walls, and mud-painted floors look particularly clean under the care of my mother.

My mother knew that I was going to take my wife home, so she couldn't stop laughing. She cleaned the house inside and out, and replaced the new bed and bedding (it would be cold at night during the Mid-Autumn Festival in the mountains and the climate was low). This should be one of the happiest times in my life.

My father went to the town to buy vegetables, busy and said nothing, but I could feel his touch (why was it moved? When I was studying, I rarely obedient and made him angry, and basically I didn't want to care about me anymore)

The family is barely covered with beautiful women and I feel very nervous. I understand that what he loves is that I have nothing to do with the environment, but my family conditions make me a little worried.

When I first saw my parents, she was still shy, didn't talk much, and was well-educated. She stayed in her hometown for several days, and every day we were like shadows. She would often help my mother and chat with her.

After that, she followed me and called me dad and mom. I clearly remember that when she called me mom, there were tears in the corner of my mother's eyes. I knew that these were tears of touching happiness.

There are always many rules when a new wife comes to her home. The elders of the uncles, brothers, sisters, sisters, and aunts will come to see her, while the younger generations will keep serving tea and water. Seeing her busy and busy, listening to the praises of the elders, my heart is moved and melted again and again. What else is more heartwarming than marrying a kind and sensible girl as a wife...

We planted the osmanthus tree with our own hands in front of the gate...

The night before parting, my mother asked me to go to her room. Qian Ding Lingwan told me: I'm so lucky to be a girl. Girl? This is the first time I heard my mother say this. I understand that she was only 10 months less pregnant.
Chapter completed!