White Moonlight Second Capture Plan

On the first day of the kindergarten's summer vacation, Zhong Yin asked for leave from the company and took Zhong Yan to a special place.Before that, he first bought a bouquet of flowers downstairs, and the bird of paradise was in full bloom, still stained with crystal drops of water.

The proprietress of the flower shop knew him very well, handed him the carefully packaged bouquet, and asked casually, "Why did you choose this today?" Zhong Yin has been cooking hydrangeas for the past few months.

"Give it away."

"Send it to a friend?"

"Correct."

Things like flowers cannot be kept in bloom and unbeaten, so they should be replaced with new ones. Zhong Yin's family belongs to the latter.If exquisite breakfast is Zhong Yin’s interest in life, then growing flowers is Huo Xixuan’s.They moved home three or four times, with different decorations, only the vases on the dining table remained the same.

It was a gift for the anniversary of their love. When they went to a handmade porcelain workshop with a long history, Mr. Huo was clumsy, but he still insisted on finishing everything by himself from drawing blanks, impressions, drawing blanks, and glazing.The appearance of the finished product is really ordinary, but it has extraordinary meaning to the two of them, so they stayed.

Later, they parted ways, and it was the only common property that Zhong Yin took away from the last home.A few years later, with Yanyan, he returned to Mingcheng, and his life has been twists and turns, but it has always followed him, like some kind of imprint that cannot be erased and is unwilling to leave.

Lingshan Cemetery is the largest cemetery in Mingcheng. The scenery is beautiful and quiet. The shade of trees blocks out the sky and the sun is very cool even at the end of June.

Even though the slope is already very gentle, it is still a bit hard for a three-year-old child to climb the mountain this morning.When he got to the top, Yanyan was already out of breath. Instead of being coquettish and wanting to hug him, he even encouraged the guardian instead.

Zhong Yin paused to let out a sigh of relief, while adjusting his breathing, he sighed once again that Xiao Zhongyan was his best gift and achievement in the past 30 years.

There were not many people in the cemetery in the early morning. When they walked in, they found abrupt English among the Chinese names. There was no surname, and "ADLIN" was written in cursive.

The girl in the photo has long curly hair and a bright smile. Her life has just started a magnificent movement, and her career prospects are bright. She can have a happy family, lovely children and a future with unlimited possibilities. She has been looking forward to crossing the border for a long time How grand is the 30th birthday party to be held, but life is always fixed at the age of 29.

Zhong Yin handed the flowers to the boy, who gently placed the bouquet on the stone tablet: "Good morning, Mom."

The flower language of the Bird of Paradise is friendship, it means not to forget the lover's waiting, and it is also the hope that the bird will bring the miss to heaven.

The child's voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of waking up a sleeping person. He slowly talked about his good friends in kindergarten, the cartoons he watched at home, what kind of delicious food he ate, and what fun places he and Zhong Yin's father went to.Young thoughts are poured out to the closest people.

Zhong Yin squatted down, took out a handkerchief and wiped the dust on the tombstone, and said in his heart, Yanyan is very good, go to bed early and get up early, and have grown taller recently.

He is a fast learner of languages, and can already speak four or five sentences in a foreign language in a row.

The white-flowered bird-of-paradise recommended by the flower shop proprietress is also very beautiful.

you will like itEvery time I choose a gift for you, you like it very much.

I'm a little tired from work recently, and I don't have much time to spend with Yanyan at night.

I met that person again, this time without you to enlighten me, it was a bit difficult.But it will be all right.

It's summer again...

So, are you all right in heaven?

Today is the anniversary of Adlin’s death. Zhong Yin regards it as a very important day to commemorate every year. He visits the tomb early in the morning, cooks Adlin’s favorite dishes every day, and asks the boy to record a video of his speech for his mother in the evening, so that he can grow up a bit , write a letter instead.

Zhong Yin has never concealed the fact of adoption from Zhong Yan, and since the child has a cognitive concept, he has distinguished to him the difference between his biological mother and himself, his adoptive father.He doesn't believe that the lack of a blood link will weaken the relationship between father and son. He is willing to raise him, but also hopes that he will not forget the person who gave him his life.

There is a row of small display cabinets in the study room at home. There are several photo albums. They have printed a lot of precious time from Zhong Yin’s college to the present, in chronological order, classified into categories, and marked on the back. They are arranged neatly and beautifully; of course, a large part has been taken away.

After graduating with a master's degree, he met Adlin. The girl was bright, smiling, and knowledgeable. She gradually helped him out of the haze that he thought would overwhelm him, and helped him return to a normal life. The two became best friends because of this.

They had agreed that the gray-haired girl was also a good friend, but unfortunately, the world is impermanent, and the changes come too fast. The girl who just turned 29, the flower-like life, fell away.

Then, another young life was relayed to him.

Huo Xixuan had a rather strange dream.

In the dream, he was flying a kite on an endless meadow, and Zhong Yin was sitting by the side, resting his chin and looking at the sky.The kite is not an ordinary paper kite, nor is it a novel cartoon image, but it looks a bit like a child—to be precise, it is the child he has seen and carried by Zhong Yin.

Both the string and the shaft were being pulled by his hands, and everything was under his control at first, until they broke suddenly, and the kite floated higher and higher, and disappeared at the end of the sky.Then Zhong Yin sighed, without looking at him, stood up and left.

He wanted to call out, but his feet took root, he couldn't step forward, and he couldn't make a sound in his throat. He could only watch Zhong Yin walk further and further away, and finally disappeared completely.

This kind of dream is not the first time. In the six months after the breakup, he often dreamed of similar scenes.Most of the kites are real kites. Sometimes the background is grass, sometimes it is the seaside. There were even their small apartments with ceilings as high as domes, and they never touched the boundaries.And in those dreams, Zhong Yin hardly chose to stay.

He couldn't do anything to watch him leave, it had been many, many times.

He was tortured to the point of madness by them, the reality was already bleak, and even his dreams had to be tortured back and forth, and his life was completely ruined; friends who believed in gods and Buddhas couldn't stand it, so they asked someone to divination for him to exorcise evil spirits. I don't know which country the woman is talking about, saying that those kite strings mean fate, and if the string is broken, his fate with certain people will also be broken.

But he didn't believe it, if their fate was indeed over, they should have forgotten each other long ago, why did they keep dreaming again and again?Can the disconnected line be connected again?

When Huo Xixuan woke up, there was nothing around him, no grass, no weird kites, and of course no Zhong Yin.

He sat up and rubbed his temples, picked up his mobile phone, and checked the culprit who disturbed his sleep: five missed calls, four from Jiang Zheng, and one from Ren Xiao.

He called Ren Xiao first, and the girl said that Yang Yulei would arrive in an hour, and asked him to do the same as soon as possible.

Call Jiang Zheng again: "On the way." He still hasn't got out of bed.

"I thought you forgot. I beg you, can you not mute it in the future?"

"If someone's cat or dog presses the wrong number, it won't wake me up in vain."

"...I can't say no to you. Have you bought all the gifts for Mr. Yang and Miss Ren's flowers? There are also things that Huo Dong wants to pass on to Ren Dong."

I have long forgotten it. "I remember it all."

"Don't come here, kid. Remember to bring your things. I bought gifts and flowers. I'll find someone to deliver them to Ren's house. You can pick them up later."

"Brother Zheng, it's so interesting, how can I have you?"

"Humph."

On the surface, Jiang Zheng disdained his flattery, but Huo Xixuan still heard a smile.Almost forgot about going to Ren's house and just muddled through.

Five or ten minutes later, he knocked on the door of Ren's house with all manners, and Aunt Ren welcomed him in happily, beckoning him to come in and sit down.The Huo family has a great career, Qingyue's importance in Moe City needless to say, Huo Xixuan himself is young and handsome, the icing on the cake, the mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the more she looks at her, the more pleasing she is; it's a pity that this "son-in-law" has no intention of proposing marriage until now.

Sen Yun of the Ren family was a little down and out back then. Fortunately, he had a beautiful daughter. Such a bargaining chip is extremely precious in a strong business alliance; Tried again; Ren Xiao was well educated and reasonable, and Huo Shixiao was also satisfied with this daughter-in-law. The negotiation was almost settled, but a new obstacle appeared, so the matter was shelved here.

While the Ren family planned to give up on Huo Xixuan, they did not forget to look forward to the other wealthy sons-in-law. Unfortunately, Ren Xiao didn't like any of them. It wasn't because he was too high-sighted or he still cared about Huo Xi. In short, Ren Xiao met a few in a hurry and said something. He also refused to develop more, and even threatened not to get married.

One year

Over the past year, Senyun has survived the most dismal period, and he has grown up, and no longer needs straws.But it's always good to be able to unite with Qingyue, not to mention that in their opinion, their daughter is already in her twenties, and will be thirty in a few years.

Seeing that the golden time to marry their daughter was about to be missed, the Huo family relaxed again, allowing their son to get in touch with Ren Xiao again, and even acquiesced that they attended various events as a couple. After several exposures and confirmations, the media was already boiling .

Contact is contact, and it is limited to "contact".Regarding the matter of marriage, Huo Shixiao did not move and did not give a fixed number. Huo Xi's suspension is as long as it is, let alone intimacy. A gentleman is like a textbook. He has never held hands in front of them or the camera. Ren Xiao himself is not in a hurry , only the Ren family and his wife were left pondering all day long, what is the direction of this marriage?

Unfortunately no one can answer.

After lunch, the elders go back to their rooms to rest, and the younger ones go to the garden to chat.Enough exchanging pleasantries at the dinner table earlier, Huo Xixuan went straight to the point: "Sister Lei, can you do me a favor?"

Huo Shixiao had already called before to explain why he came here. Yang Yulei was trying on Ren Xiao's nail polish, raised her little finger to look at the changing luster in the sunlight: "Small."

He was dubious: "Really?" They had known each other for many years, and Yang Yulei was a shrewd businessman, so she agreed so simply, there must be follow-up requests.

"I can be..." Yang Yulei paused, "Will you be the first person to receive the wedding invitation?" She blinked and smiled, "This time I will clarify the engagement and marriage in the future, and give the exclusive right to reveal the news to the hunter." Yue, I will help you suppress this incident. How about a win-win situation?"

Ren Xiao, who was suddenly "taken" by the party, didn't say anything, as if the wedding invitation she mentioned just now had nothing to do with her, Shi Shiran put on the nail polish.

Huo Xixuan agreed without hesitation.

It sounds like a good deal, and he has a plan in mind.

Erasing his own public relations crisis this time is a matter of immediate concern. As for the wedding date of Huo Ren's family, it is nowhere in sight.Now is guaranteed to be now, what will happen in the future, whether there will be that day, only God knows.