Milky little wolf dog

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But it has to be faced.

The corners of Xu Ran's lips pursed, and he laughed lightly as if mocking himself, and then pulled out the yellow and wrinkled letter paper.

The time was ten years ago.

before she left town.

Qin Peiyao often talks about her daughter with her mother, probably because of her deep affection, and she wants to record every bit of the girl's growth and share it with her closest relatives.

If this letter can be summed up, the key word is probably 'adolescent daughter'.

Qin Peiyao continued to talk to her mother a little worried: "The longer time passes, the more Xinghe depends on that girl, and she can almost see her alone in his eyes. Xinghe conceals it very well, that girl doesn't seem to notice, but I am Xinghe's." Mom, I know my daughter best... Mom, I still remember that I had such admiration for my teacher when I was a teenager, but it is far less obsessed with Xinghe now. I believe that the girl's character is definitely not intentional ..."

Xu Ran's breathing was stagnant, and water mist slowly formed in his eyes.

It turned out that Qin Peiyao had already discovered the girl's deep emotions at that time, and still chose to believe her.

"...It's not that I can't accept who Xinghe likes. But she is too young now, and she likes a girl ten years older than herself. This relationship is dangerous. That girl is a good friend of mine and Yanzhi, from thought to Personality is very mature, but Xinghe... In short, I have always disapproved of a relationship with a big age gap. One party's past is blank for the other, which is a very unfair thing..."

Xu Ran felt that the softest part of her heart was pierced by an arrowhead.

It's not that she didn't have these concerns and considerations, and she once told Xu Ning, but now she saw the words written by Qin Peiyao ten years ago, and she realized that these words were so cruel.

The age gap is like a far-reaching original sin, like a dense net sprinkled from the top of the abyss, and she is in the abyss, doomed.

Qin Shizhuo had already put away the letter, his expression was still calm and strong, and his voice was cold: "Miss Xu, I believe that after reading these letters, you should also know what kind of attitude Peiyao had back then, and you should I know how to adjust the relationship between you and Xinghe."

"As far as I know, you were in urgent need of a physical marriage partner. Xinghe and his family were a little stiff at the time. He probably agreed to you on impulse. This child is still too immature. She is reluctant to part with her family, and we are also urgent Need her. Excuse me, are you ready to divorce her in the next period of time?"

Divorce procedure...

Xu Ran's fingers wrote these words on the foggy glass window.

She even forgot how she came back from Beicheng.

After reading the letter, her palms were icy cold. Even if she walked out of the coffee shop and stood under the warm and bright autumn sun, she couldn't feel any warmth.

She took a taxi to the station and got on the high-speed rail. She was wearing a hat that almost covered her face, her eyes were dark, and she almost passed the station.

Go back to the company, hold meetings, discuss projects, and review contracts.

She seems to have become a silent machine, a machine without emotion and soul, except for work, only work.

In the late autumn night, it was difficult for her to fall asleep. She stood by the window, looking at the dim street lights in the garden through the thick white mist.

In the darkness, her quiet and lonely silhouette was reflected on the glass window.

When all things have the end of spring, spring will come and autumn will come.

And her cherished and cautious feelings only bloomed a small petal, and the branches were bent by the autumn hoarfrost.

Chapter 70

On the weekend morning, Yu Xinghe arrived at the hospital very early.

Even if Qin Shizhuo's malignant tumor is difficult to cure, as a relative, it is a day to keep him, so related treatments are also being carried out.

The tall and handsome man lost strands of hair due to chemotherapy, and his face quickly became emaciated.But from the beginning to the end, his mood was very stable. Even if it was a series of strong and uncomfortable symptoms caused by chemotherapy, he remained calm and smiled when he spoke.

Jiang Qing's emotions broke down many times.

Qin Shizhuo has always liked children, but after she had a miscarriage, she could no longer have children.She also said that she wanted to divorce him, but he interrupted them seriously.

When Yu Xinghe arrived, Jiang Qing was sitting on the bench outside the ward, losing his usual elegant demeanor, with his elbows on his knees, his whole face buried in his hands, his shoulders shrugging slightly, and weeping silently.

At this moment, she is a poor person who is about to lose her lover.

Yu Xinghe sat down next to her, pressed her shoulder with his right hand, and called her softly: "Auntie, don't cry, my uncle will be sad when he sees it."

Jiang Qing's body froze for a moment, and he raised his head after a while, his eyes were a little swollen: "I know...but I feel uncomfortable. I'm sorry for him..."

Yu Xinghe supported her shoulders and stood up: "Go in, my uncle won't see you when he wakes up, he will definitely look for you."

Jiang Qing hummed, wiped her eyes, pushed open the door of the ward and walked in.

Qin Shizhuo just woke up and was sitting on the sick bed watching TV. When he saw two people coming in, he smiled at them: "Why are you all here? It's enough for me to be alone. Go back and rest later."

Yu Xinghe hummed, and put down the bag he was carrying: "Auntie, go back and rest, I'll stay here with uncle."

Jiang Qing was also really tired, and as long as she was in the hospital, she couldn't help but go home.

"sit."

There were only two people left in the ward.Qin Shizhuo patted the side of the sick bed: "I said before that I would contact the Jingxi Office, have you done it?"

"Everything is arranged."

Qin Shizhuo smiled: "Is it the uncle's fault? If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have to stay here."

Yu Xinghe shook his head: "Uncle, don't say such things, otherwise I will get angry."

Qin Shizhuo smiled and patted her on the head: "Didn't you say that you have friends coming?"

Yu Xinghe responded: "They will come over at night, and I will pick them up at the station at night."

Qin Shizhuo drank a glass of water and moistened his throat: "Xinghe, I know you may not have much affection for Beicheng. But your grandparents are getting old, and your aunt is very tired alone. Although you are a girl, I know you have a tough personality , can take care of them. Later..."

"Uncle," Yu Xinghe felt very sad when he heard his words like last words, "Don't say such things, if you say... If you continue, I'm going to cry."

Qin Shizhuo laughed softly: "Why is she still a little girl who can't grow up?"

Yu Xinghe took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, and took a fruit knife: "I'll peel an apple for you."

Qin Shizhuo didn't say any more.Xinghe's personality is very similar to her mother's, calm and gentle, but very assertive and responsible.When the family needs her, she will not go.

And that person should not have the audacity to contact Xinghe again.As the two get farther away, the relationship fades away. Xinghe will stay here in the future, and only here is her home.

Yu Xinghe was busy in the hospital during the day, and only went to the station to pick up his university roommate at night.

Qin Cheng went to teach in a rural middle school in Beicheng, and took the bus all afternoon.After graduating, Lin Yuting went to an Internet company in the south, asked for leave, and flew all the way here, while Song Yu took the high-speed train from Huacheng.

Today is Lin Yuting's birthday, although the day is a bit strange, today's date is November [-]th.

Yu Xinghe had long passed the time of his shopping spree, and when he saw a friend he hadn't seen for a long time, his mood that had been depressed during this period of time only recovered.

The four of them hadn't seen each other for almost half a year, and when they met again, the previous madness returned.

It was already late when we arrived, and the barbecue shop on the street had just opened, and the fresh, spicy smell of crayfish wafted out for a few miles. It smells very tempting at night.