The private treasure of the president of the wealthy family Ⅰ

Chapter 603 The hailstorm of love has passed! !

The wind is still there, and the rain is still there! !

Zhuang Haoran and Bo Yi were still in the middle of the night, dragging the scaffolding with their bodies wet, to avoid the second hailstorm! !

There is a shed in front of it that is not tied firmly, it is crooked, and it is about to fall with the wind!

Seeing Zhuang Haoran, he immediately ran over against the heavy wind and rain, and instantly stretched out his hands to push the scaffolding away. Who knew that several hailstones fell from the top and smashed wildly on his forehead, and he screamed loudly With a sound, when he pressed his forehead with his hand, he felt a burst of blood rushing...

While pushing up the scaffolding, Boyi looked at Zhuang Haoran at the other end, and shouted: "Zhuang Haoran!! Are you injured?"

"It's okay!" Zhuang Haoran didn't say a word, let the rain wash the wound on his forehead, but still stood in front of the grape arbor, pushing open the shed with all his heart!

Boyi looked excitedly at the man in front of him for a moment, it was the first time he met such a hot-blooded man in so many years, he didn't speak any more, and continued to push up the grape rack! !

After a burst of busy work in the middle of the night, the two men finally pushed up the scaffolding in the garden, and then fell down under a certain tree and vine, panting heavily, and kept wiping sweat with their arms.

Boyi panted and looked at Zhuang Haoran who was sweating and raining beside him, sitting on the ground tiredly. Although the bleeding had stopped, the wound on his forehead was still there. He immediately frowned and said coldly, "Go back quickly! You wipe it! I went back to get the rope just now, and she was about to run out, so I drove her away! I guess now...is waiting for you in the room!"

Zhuang Haoran showed a slight smile, faced the heavy wind and rain, looked at Boyi and said, "How do you know she is waiting for me in the room?"

"You are a normal man! I think highly of you!" Boyi coldly peeled off the soil on his shoes, and found a wild vegetable that had been trampled to pieces.

"I like her very much..." Zhuang Haoran said quietly against the heavy wind and rain, facing the entire vineyard.

"I know..." Boyi continued to shake the wet mud.

"You don't know..." Zhuang Haoran said with a smile: "Ever since I met her for the first time, I have had a very strange emotion, something that pulls me inexplicably, even if I know, there is someone in her heart, and she still holds 90.00% of it. Nine……"

Boyi looked at him in surprise, and said, "In this world, is there any man more attractive than you?"

Zhuang Haoran propped his hands in the soil, posing as a model of himself, stretched his long legs slightly, placed them in the terraced fields, and said with a chic smile: "He is more attractive than me, I admit it."

Boyi frowned at him.

"Treating a woman sincerely, for so many years, although I hate his behavior, I still admire him from the bottom of my heart..." Zhuang Haoran's face was a little serious, but he said with a wry smile: "In today's world, there is a man with such a prominent status as him, Will you be loyal to your emotions for the sake of love? At least... I can't understand, and I can't do it..."

Boyi listened silently.

Zhuang Haoran took a deep breath, and said with a smile: "Sometimes, I challenge him in the mall, sometimes he wins, and sometimes I win, although I admit that I am smart, but sometimes he still takes care of the overall situation very gracefully...he is Really charming..."

"President Jiang?" Boyi guessed it, but said sarcastically: "The god who told you to climb over the wall... actually tormented two presidents?"

"It's the two presidents who tormented her..." Zhuang Haoran smiled, took a tired breath, and said very gently: "You can't understand, there is a kind of courage in her, it seems to be born continuously, for the faith in her heart, she You can pay a lot, for example... buy a bouquet of roses, stand in the movie theater and wait for a person who will never come, stand in the rain, and persistently believe in that person..."

Boyi listened quietly.

"The attachment in her body is very strange, and even makes me believe that she may never love others again in her whole life..." Zhuang Haoran's eyes flickered a little lonely.

"Then you still want to get involved?" Boyi looked at him and said dissatisfied.

"..." Zhuang Haoran was silent for a while, and said quietly: "Emotions are very strange, just like brewing wine, it is picked, peeled, rooted, pitted, soaked, and then stayed in barrels, fermented, and endured for ten years, 20 years, 30 years. Years of waiting, waiting for the day when the time is ripe... But even if the day is ripe, you may not necessarily fall into the hands of someone who knows how to appreciate it..."

Boyi thought about this sentence.

"Do you understand what I mean?" Zhuang Haoran laughed at this piece of wood.

Boyi couldn't help laughing.

Do you understand?What causes wine to ferment?It's the feelings of the winemaker... It's the cruel soaking of peeling and removing the roots... It's the long and lonely waiting... What are you waiting for?Waiting for the fragrance of flowers in the coming year... waiting for the commonality and recognition given by the fragrance of flowers...

There is a man who understands the truth and the suffering of life and love, but chooses to take the initiative to meet it.

It's still raining.

Zhuang Haoran was dripping wet, facing the violent wind and rain, stepping heavily in the mud, enduring the inflammation caused by the ice bubbles attacking the wound, the high fever returned, panting heavily, and coughing several times, before walking to the small apartment , raised his head and looked at the light in his room, his eyes flashed, and a smile appeared, he took a few steps faster, coughed while holding the handrail, and walked upstairs slowly...

The back profile is dark and quiet.

Zhuang Haoran felt the outside of his body was wet and cold, but the inside of his body was suffering from a high fever. The intense tossing between ice and fire made this iron-clad man almost faint. He blinked his drowsy eyes lightly, held the wall with his hands, and finally came to his room Looking at the closed door, remembering a warm figure inside, and understanding the meaning of love a little more than before, she took out her hand with a smile, held the door lock, twisted it lightly, and called out softly: "Sorry, Kexin, I'm late..."

The room was empty, even through the cold wind and rain blowing in from the window, the lonely desk lamp was only shining weakly.

Zhuang Haoran's pale face blinked his blank eyes slightly, and he looked at the empty room, feeling somewhat disappointed, but he was unwilling to misunderstand, so he slowly dragged his heavy body, turned around and walked out of the room, to the opposite room. In front of the door, try to be as calm as possible, not to look haggard, stretch out your hand with a smile, gently knock on the door, and call gently: "Kexin?"

In the room, there seemed to be no sound.

Zhuang Haoran's eyes twinkled a little tiredly, but he still knocked on the door with a smile, and then softly called softly: "Kexin... I'm back, sorry, I'm late..."

Still no sound from inside.

With a calm expression, Zhuang Haoran waited for a while, and subconsciously listened to the sound of the bedding moving in the room. He felt pain in his heart, and then smiled and said, "Little thing, are you angry with me? I'm sorry, just now because the shed was too Too much...open the door, let me see you...huh?"

Still no sound from inside.

"Kexin..." Zhuang Haoran's eyes flickered, and he seemed to be a little over-emotional tonight, and said eagerly: "I don't want to turn over the terrace anymore, you know we have been able to get to this day, we have worked hard to save some time to come here, Thinking of the months when I went to France to find you, I cherish it... because my little things are worth cherishing, just like the screen you gave me with stitches and threads, I was actually very moved that day... I appreciate it Love my little thing, understand? If you don't want to be with me, it's okay, come out and let me see you...huh?"

Is there any sound in there.

Zhuang Haoran nodded tiredly on the door, his body was extremely weak, his sweat was dripping down, but he was still heavy and weak, and softly pleaded: "Kexin...open the door...I miss you so much tonight...open the door...I know You're by the door..."

Tang Kexin curled up at the crack of the door, covered her mouth with her hands, and let the tears fall, but when she remembered that her father had just recovered from his illness, her heart suddenly ached... No one could understand how scared this girl was. the fall of...

"Kexin...open the door...trust me...open the door...no matter what happens, I can handle it well...huh?" Zhuang Haoran felt dizzy and almost fell asleep in pain.

It was still silent inside.

Zhuang Haoran looked at the door helplessly and desperately, turned around all of a sudden, walked slowly along the door, sat down, let his body drip, but still closed his eyes, waiting in the cold, unwilling to go to the opposite room Looking for a little warmth...

Time passed bit by bit.

The dawn dawned lightly, and the blue sky slowly appeared. Overnight, under the protection of the two men, the green forests of the vineyard reappeared with vitality...

God praises that little effort and gives this place of brilliance of life a little sunshine.

Just refracted on a certain grape grove...

This grape grove happened to be the man who pushed the trellise vigorously, and was hit by ice bubbles to protect the grape grove. Suddenly, a blue butterfly flew faintly and landed on a certain green leaf, happy. Flap your wings...

The sun refracted down again.

Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, unexpectedly... In a two-way leaf, a small flower bud appeared.

The underground kiln is like bloody wine in a wooden barrel, and finally begins to wait and linger in fate, responding to this floral fragrance, ready to be excited...

Zhuang Haoran stayed outside the door all night, looking out of the window with a pale face, the sunlight refracted down and fell on the grape grove, so full of meaning in life, he finally understood her choice, propped himself up silently, enduring the high fever in his body , turned around and walked back to my room...

The door closes softly.

Some hardships are like the leaden splendor of life, how to wash them away?

Zhuang Haoran's whole body seemed to be exhausted. After taking a bath, he changed into a white shirt and white slacks uncomfortably. Just about to lie on the bed uncomfortably, he heard a noise outside the door for no reason, and his eyes lit up instantly. , immediately walked out of the room, opened the door and called out: "Kexin!!"

Jiang Tianlei stood coldly by Tang Kexin's door, and turned to look at him.

His eyes twinkled in pain.

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(Today's update ends here)

My dear Yu, the best sister, very happy to meet you, come on! !If you see this, you probably won't come back, and you won't be able to.