if love is invisible

Song Qingshan's birthday banquet was held in the Camellia Hall of the Regent Hotel under the Han family. This hall is relatively small, suitable for banquets with less than 100 people, but it is the most luxuriously decorated banquet hall in the entire Regent Hotel. Since Chen Mian has decided to come , just thinking about having a sense of participation, so I booked this hall, and the cost will go to her private account.

Song Qingshan is full of peaches and plums. Every year on Teacher’s Day, many students will come to see him, but Jiang Yichen has been insisting on celebrating his birthday for so many years. I heard that Chen Mian will also come. Song Qingshan is looking forward to it. He remembered this girl, she didn't talk much, her grades were mediocre, she belonged to the kind that was easily forgotten, but Song Qingshan always remembered her.

Probably her eyes were too plain at the time, as if they were full of stories, but they were too agile, full of infinite possibilities.Over the years, he has seen reports about her from TV news or newspapers from time to time, knowing that she is getting better and better, he is happy for her and proud of it.

Jiang Yichen said: "Mr. Song, Chen Mian is a precious mother now. Otherwise, with her workaholic personality, I'm afraid she won't be able to spare time today. At most, I will give you a congratulatory gift."

Song Qingshan smiled and said, "What's the point of having a congratulatory gift if there's no one around? I know she's busy, but a girl needs to relax and be herself once in a while."

Li You poured Song Qingshan a cup of tea: "Teacher, why don't you drink tea today—Jianggou, I think what Teacher Song said is right, successful people like you and Chen Mian usually hold their hands tense, how tired they are." Ah, it's settled, you want to have two more drinks with the teacher later, don't you, Teacher Song?"

Song Qingshan smiled: "You can drink, but don't drink too much, everyone has a head and a face, don't be photographed, if you take pictures of ugly things and post them on the Internet, I will not admit that this is my student of Song Qingshan!"

A group of students laughed.

At this time, someone shouted: "Chen Mian is here!"

Everyone looked at the door.

Chen Mian walked in quickly.

It's the end of April and it's almost May. The weather in W City is around 21 degrees, very comfortable. Chen Mian only wears a white shirt + bright yellow skirt, and a pair of beige shoes under his feet. He looks intellectual And gentle.

When Jiang Yichen saw her, his eyes lit up, and he immediately greeted her: "Chen Mian, here!"

Chen Mian walked over and called Song Qingshan first: "Mr. Song, I wish you a happy birthday. Every year has today, and every year has today."

And handed over a congratulatory gift: "Small kindness, it's not a respect, teacher, don't be disgusted."

Song Qingshan smiled and said, "I'm very happy when you come. What kind of gifts do you give me? It's so rare. Come, come, sit down!"

Wang Xin, who was originally sitting next to Song Qingshan, immediately gave up his seat and pushed Chen Mian down: "Chen Mian, sit here, you and Jiang Yichen, both are successful people, and both are our teacher Song's proud disciples, you Look how happy our Teacher Song is!"

Jiang Yichen poured Chen Mian a glass of orange juice, and Wang Xin refused to follow him when he saw it: "Jiang Yichen, the teacher has high blood pressure and can't drink alcohol. I understand that he drinks tea. Chen Mian is in good health just by looking at it. How dare you Give her orange juice? No, no, no, Chen Mian, we haven’t seen each other for ten years, right? I used to dare not talk to you at school, but now it’s in my hands. I'll go home with you tonight!"

Li You sneered: "Go home with Chen Mian? Help her take care of the child or provoke the relationship between husband and wife?"

Wang Xin glared at him: "None of your business!"

The two kept bickering, and the atmosphere began to warm up. It's just that Chen Mian was a little uncomfortable with the atmosphere. It wasn't that she had become autistic after being locked up at home for a long time, but because she didn't interact much with these classmates at school. Afterwards, there was no contact, and I didn't know what to talk about at all, so I kept smiling.

Everyone ate and drank until almost nine o'clock. Li You and the others quarreled to go to the next game, but Jiang Yichen had no choice but to be dragged away. Chen Mian saw that Song Qingshan drank a little too much and was quite tired, so he proposed Send Song Qingshan back.

"No need, Sister Mianmian, I will take care of my grandpa, don't worry, go play with Brother Jiang and the others." A 20-year-old girl walked over with a smile, "Sister Mianmian, do you remember me? I'm Song Qiyun .”

It turned out to be Song Qingshan's granddaughter, Song Qiyun. When Chen Mian went to college, the little girl was not yet [-] years old, and she became a big girl in the blink of an eye.

"Where's your car?" Chen Mian asked.

"We can just take a taxi." Song Qiyun smiled mischievously, "It's not far from our home, just a few kilometers."

Seeing her as a young girl, Chen Mian was worried. Just when the family car came, she said, "Don't take a taxi, I'll take you back. Teacher Song drank too much. You can't help him when you get there." Go upstairs, I remember your house is on the seventh floor, there is no elevator, right?"

Song Qiyun nodded embarrassedly: "Yes."

"Then get in the car, Ghosting, Yeying, come down and help Teacher Song."

Song Qingshan’s home and Shiwo Mountain are in two different directions, one is south and the other is north. After seeing off Song Qingshan’s grandfather and grandson, he turned around and returned to Shiwo Mountain. It was eleven o’clock when he got home, and the two babies had already fallen asleep. Han Baoer also went to bed drowsy, only Han Lin was still sitting in the living room.

Chen Mian asked someone to warm up a cup of milk for him, she went back to take a shower before coming out.

Holding Han Lin in her arms, Chen Mian patted his head: "Ah Lin, tell auntie, why don't you go to sleep?"

"Auntie, when will my father come back?" Han Lin was very sad, "A Lin misses her father and mother..."

Chen Mian sighed secretly, feeling even more distressed for Han Rin. He obviously has parents, but at a young age, he has to bear the sadness that he shouldn't have to bear at this age, and was forced to grow up.

"Mom is sick, and Dad takes Mom to get medical treatment. When Mom recovers, Mom and Dad will go home."

"When will mother's illness be cured?"

"That depends on whether mom is good or not."

Han Lin tilted his head and thought for a while, then said, "Mom is not good, Auntie, can I call Mom?"

"sure."

Chen Mian dialed Han Xiaochen's phone number, and the other party answered it immediately. As soon as he heard his father's voice, Han Lin burst into tears again: "Father woooo... Ah Lin misses her father and mother..."

Han Xiaochen hurriedly comforted him, and chatted for another half an hour. Han Lin's mood stabilized, and when he was about to end the call, Qin Qin's scream suddenly came from the phone: "Han Xiaochen! Who are you calling?" ?! Is it catkins? Is it that vixen?! Say it! Say it! Ahh!!"

Even though Han Xiaochen hung up the phone immediately, Han Lin was still frightened. He curled up in Chen Mian's arms with a white face, trembling all over: "Mom, don't hit Ah Lin, Ah Lin will be obedient, and Ah Lin will not cry... "

Chen Mian hugged him tightly, coaxed and patted his back. After a lot of comforting, Han Lin calmed down and fell asleep in Chen Mian's arms.

As soon as Han Feishen came back, Chen Mian briefly told him what had happened. Han Feishen's face was not very good, and he took Han Lin with a wooden face: "Leave it to me to take care of it, you go to rest first."

"He was frightened, don't be aggressive with him." Chen Mian was not at ease.

"He didn't do anything wrong. Why should I beat him up? Don't worry, be good, go to bed first."

Chen Mian nodded and went to sleep.

Han Feishen took Han Lin back to his room and covered him with a quilt.

After taking a shower and coming out, he went to the balcony to smoke a cigarette, and at the same time called Han Xiaochen's phone, with a serious tone: "When will you come back? Ah Lin was frightened, and the only one who can really comfort him is you."