Small can not bear to sell big cute

Cheng's father is a businessman, and he is a successful businessman. He has seen countless people in his life, and he knows how to read people's hearts, let alone a little girl in her early twenties.

It is very clear that he knows what kind of character Xiaohua is. Compared with Xiaoyi's sincerity and calmness, Xiaohua has more stubbornness in her bones, and she is stronger. She is not as weak and weak as she looks on the outside. I am willing to owe this family a lot, but quietly set up a steelyard in my heart, remembering, weighing, and always thinking about how to pay it back.

But how do young people understand that the debt of favor is not cleared.

It never occurred to them to ask her to return it.

If he didn't like her and love her from the bottom of his heart, how could he have kept her by his side for so many years.Not to mention replacing her biological parents, at least the two parties have established a deep relationship.Not all feelings need to be reciprocated. The fatherly love and motherly love they have become monks halfway, as long as the children grow up well, it is already the greatest reward.

Just accept other people's kindness, and it will be very tiring to calculate everything clearly.

Besides, they are not others, but relatives.

Dad Cheng felt a headache when he thought of this.

Two of the three daughters of their old Cheng family are stubborn, and Xiaohua stubbornly refuses to let go of the difficult memories of the past, and uses this to weigh down her heart like a heavy mountain, which gets heavier and heavier as she grows older, affecting her current life.

And Xiao Xia is also stubborn. A few years ago, he wanted to transfer her to the head office to take over his business slowly, but he was sternly rejected, and he was unwilling to say anything, so he had to continue to support her for a few years before retiring.There is also the troublesome marriage problem. I don’t know how many times she has mentioned it. Every time, she has avoided it, saying that she is still young and does not want to enter a new stage of life prematurely.

What can he do with this?

"We'll talk about it later, you and Xiaoxia can discuss it yourself." Father Cheng said.

Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Ever since he got older, some of his thoughts have become much gentler than before. He is over half a hundred years old, and he doesn't want to arrange too much for the children's life. Let them go. Hugging grandchildren before retiring.

Father Cheng wanted to tell Xiao Hua about the recent emotional situation of the eldest daughter, but he was used to being domineering and rough all his life, and he rarely talked with others, let alone with the younger generation.

"What's going on with Xiaoxia recently?" It's not very natural to hear it.

Xiao Hua thought the question was about work, so she answered honestly: "Sister hasn't had any problems recently, everything is fine, uncle, don't worry."

"Uncle doesn't mean that." Dad Cheng coughed, pulled his old face and said, "I mean, are there any boys with close contacts?"

Xiaohua's heart was shocked, her face became astonished, her fingers were clasped together nervously, and she trembled slightly.

Hearing this, what Dad Cheng meant was obvious.

But she just got together with Cheng Yingxia and hasn't been known by anyone. When she faced her parents' unintentional questions, she felt very guilty. She could only try her best to calm herself down, then shook her head and said, "No."

Father Cheng had a pity on his expression.

My daughter is free and unrestrained since she was a child, and it’s fine if she doesn’t get married, but it’s unreasonable not to have even had a serious relationship. Parents are anxious, especially when the children of old friends around me are married and gave birth Children are enviable.

Work is important, but you also have to have a love life, otherwise what will happen if you continue like this.

"You try to persuade her, she is almost 30 years old, it's time to think about it." Sure enough, Cheng's father finally said the words that Xiaohua had already guessed.

Even when she began to worry in her heart, she obeyed: "Well, I understand, uncle."

Dad Cheng may also know that this kind of thing can't be said much. Anyway, the meaning has been conveyed, and the goal is achieved, so he won't mention it at all, and the topic will be transferred to other aspects later.

Xiaohua, who was disturbed by a conversation, was in a trance all afternoon. After returning to the branch office, she stayed at the desk and did nothing at the computer, and her work efficiency dropped to zero.

After all, I agreed to it myself, so I can't pretend that nothing happened.

How should she tell her sister about this matter so as not to make her angry?

How can she convince herself not to think that she is the culprit of "bringing bad" Cheng Yingxia?

How will she deal with herself if her family finds out about this relationship in the future?

Xiaohua felt a chill from the bottom of her heart.

It's too late, and there's no way to go back. Whether it's the feelings she has buried for Cheng Yingxia for many years or the damage she has caused to the family, it has become an unchangeable fact.

Pleasure and guilt go hand in hand.

I can't deny the happiness of being with my sister, but after the happiness, I feel a deeper sense of shame. This kind of shame is profound and cannot be shaken off. The extreme contradiction is like a diamond, buried in an invisible corner, and no one can understand it. I don't know when it will explode.

Cheng Yingxia's consolation can only temporarily delay the problem, and the problem has not really been resolved, and her uneasiness will pop up from time to time, telling her that you should feel guilty.

Facing Cheng's father, Cheng's mother, Xiaohua always has this uneasiness. She is afraid of seeing disappointment in their eyes. Those are the ones she respects the most. They are not biological parents but are more conscientious than biological parents. People, but she can only let them down.

But what Xiao Hua is most afraid of is being separated from Cheng Yingxia.

On that day, a tiny plant will wither and die due to the lack of light, return to the soil, and turn into dust. The gloomy world is so hard to bear because of the lack of bright colors. It will take a lot of time for it to grow back, or it will just rot in the ground , never grow again.

Due to human nature, I want to have it when I don't have it, and I am afraid of losing it after I have it. From the moment I decided to be with Cheng Yingxia, there are too many things that scare her, and there are many difficulties in the tomorrow that I can't spy in advance.

Then the result is what it is today, and naturally there are mixed emotions.

Not wanting to make Cheng Yingxia worry, Xiaohua spent some time to calm herself down completely, she seemed to be hiding well, and Cheng Yingxia didn't ask any more questions when the two went home together.

At the dinner table in the evening, maybe because I talked about this question with Xiaohua during the day, Dad Cheng couldn't bear his temper, and asked himself again while eating.

Cheng Yingxia stopped picking up the food, and said impatiently, "Dad, can we stop bringing up this matter? I know it well, so don't press me any longer."

As he spoke, he peeked at his sister, fearing that she might be emotional.

Xiao Hua ate by herself, without any emotion on her face, Cheng Yingxia felt that something was wrong, but she still quietly found Xiao Hua's hand on her lap under the table and held it to show her determination.

And Father Cheng knew that she was such a virtuous person, snorting coldly with his nose: "Where is the number? Why didn't I see it?"

"I'm counting, why do I have to let you see it?" Cheng Yingxia was stimulated by the ironic tone, retorted, and then muttered, "Eat salty radish and don't worry about it."

"I'm your father, can't I worry about your marriage!" Father Cheng put down his chopsticks angrily when he heard her muttering.

"Yes, yes, yes." Cheng Yingxia couldn't help nodding, but she couldn't say anything else.

Unsurprisingly, a conversation ended in displeasure for both parties, and the topic died again.

Seeing Cheng's father's complexion changing again and again, Cheng's mother had no choice but to mediate, saying to Cheng Yingxia: "Your father is not in a hurry, besides, we are not doing it for your own good."

And Cheng Yingxia felt very uncomfortable at this time.

very much.

Parents always like to give orders to their children under the banner of "for your own good" as parents, and impose their own wishes on them, but they seldom think about whether the children will be happy or willing to do so.

This "good intentions" from blood relatives is like a heavy mountain, which makes people breathless. Some seemingly reasonable but unreasonable demands are not listened to in the end, and it is not good to not listen. It is a dilemma.

Do you want to say that parents don't love her?it's not true.

Cheng Yingxia grew up in a honeypot since she was a child. Cheng's parents and Cheng's mother doted on her very much, even spoiled her too much, and raised her into a little overlord.

But in the same way, it is because I love her so much that I place more and more expectations on her, hoping that she will live according to her expectations, and think that this is "for your own good".

Where is the good news?

The more Cheng Yingxia thought about it, the more she felt chest tightness, so she simply left the dinner table early and went back to the room to stay quietly for a while. As for what her parents thought later, she didn't want to think about it.

After taking a shower at night, she quietly sneaked into Xiaohua's room.

Xiaohua seems to be taking a bath too, there is no one in the room, only the sound of water dripping from the bathroom.

Cheng Yingxia quietly climbed onto the bed by herself, and waited for Xiaohua to come out of it. During the period, she heard the continuous sound of water flowing in her ears, and her restless mood calmed down inexplicably.

Not long after, the sound of water stopped, followed by the sound of the door being opened. Xiao Hua walked out wearing her same style of pajamas, with a hazy layer of water vapor, and some small water droplets remained on her face. The human face is very delicate.

It makes people want to take a sip to see if it is sweet.

Xiaohua was not surprised to see that there was another person in her bed. Recently, Cheng Yingxia occasionally came to sleep with her at night, or do something...

Thinking of this, Xiaohua's face turned red by the heat became even redder.

Cheng Yingxia didn't speak, but stared at her innocently, the seduction was obvious.

Xiaohua ran over with her slippers on.

Cheng Yingxia then lifted the quilt, Xiaohua got in obediently but did not rush to lie down and sit on the bed, Cheng Yingxia moved her head over and leaned against her arms.

Touching Cheng Yingxia's soft fine hair, Cheng Yingxia was as fragile as a child at this time.

Xiao Hua asked her, "Are you unhappy?"

"Well, not happy," Cheng Yingxia said sullenly, "Why can't they always understand me."

Xiaohua sighed: "That's because uncle and aunt love you so much, so they seem a little anxious, but let's not worry, let's communicate well, shall we?"

Cheng Yingxia pouted: "Not good."

Everyone understands the truth, but it cannot be done.

Xiao Hua poked her cheeks with her fingers: "Then let's have fun."

"Not good." At this point, Cheng Yingxia had already softened his heart, but he refused to change his mouth.

"What about you? Why didn't you feel very happy when you came back in the afternoon, did your father say something to you in the afternoon?"

Xiao Hua was dumbfounded, she thought she had hidden her emotions well, but she was still discovered.It seemed that no matter how much she tried to hide it, Cheng Yingxia could always know whether she was happy or not.

"Uncle said something to me today," she said, "let me persuade you to consider marriage."

Cheng Yingxia frowned instantly: "Don't listen to his nonsense, I can marry you."

Then she said: "If I want to get married, I can only marry you."

From bottom to top, Cheng Yingxia raised her head and looked at her. Xiaohua's eyes were shining, staring at her for a moment, as if she was frightened by the word "marriage".

It seems a bit too early to talk about marriage now.

Cheng Yingxia laughed suddenly, fearing to scare her again, she didn't discuss this bold topic further.

Although she has been thinking about it for a long time.

If possible, she would like to propose to her now.

"Were you scared in the afternoon?" Cheng Yingxia played with Xiaohua's hand and asked, "Have you ever cried?"

Xiaohua didn't speak.

"Huh?" Cheng Yingxia blinked and urged.

"Crying." Xiaohua said.

In the afternoon, I secretly hid in the toilet of the company and cried for a while. After crying, I washed my face and then sneaked out without being seen by others.

Cheng Yingxia knew it would be like this.

My sister has been a stronger child than most since she was very young. She never cried because of difficulties, but she always shed tears secretly because of these emotions similar to self-blame.

There is no girl who really doesn't like to cry, it's just that she didn't cry in the right place, but she didn't want her sister's tears to fall like this.

Cheng Yingxia felt distressed, and felt wronged for her: "Didn't you say you believed me? How could you be shaken by my father's words again? If this happens again, I will be very sad."

"Not wavering." Xiao Hua quickly shook her head in denial.

Her tone was flat and sad: "I just feel that meeting you seems to have spent all my luck, so that other things have become difficult. You are so precious that I have to spend a lot of effort to not lose."

"I've always believed in you, because without you I have nothing."

The author has something to say: Don't think about me, there is no result.