The Pillow of the Bad President

For so many years, Zhuang Qingze has always buried this youthful relationship in his heart. Only when he is alone, he will open the photo album to reminisce about the past time. He just wants to know how she is doing and how she is doing.

Who knows, Yi Ren is long gone

After a long while, Zhuang Qing's stiff mouth twitched, and he said slowly, "Miss Hao, where is she buried, can you take me to see her, please?"

Hao Yan didn't expect him to have such a big reaction.

Facing such earnest gazes, she couldn't refuse, "Okay, but wait for me a moment, I have to tell my colleague to ask her to ask me to go out for a vacation."

After Hao Yan finished speaking, she called Sister Zhao.

Although Zhuang Qing didn't bring a secretary, he was accompanied by a driver, and Hao Yan followed him into the commercial vehicle.

The car shuttled through the street and headed towards the cemetery on the outskirts of the city.

After Hao Yan told the address of the cemetery, Zhuang Qing asked the driver to stop the car on the way.

He told Hao Yan to wait a moment, and ran into a flower shop by the side of the road.

When I came out, I had a bouquet of flowers in my hand.

Hao Yan's eyes fell on the white petals, and the corners of her mouth were slightly pursed.

It's a bouquet of magnolias.

Generally, grave sweepers would buy chrysanthemums or lilies, and few people would send such bouquets. Moreover, magnolias belonged to garden plants, so they were almost uncommon in flower shops. Zhuang Qing seemed to be familiar with the way, and seemed to come to buy them often.

Moreover, it is my mother's favorite flower in my life.

Mother told Hao Yan that Magnolia has a long flowering period, so it represents eternal love.

Hao Yan silently looked away.

After driving for an hour and a half, the car came to a cemetery.

The footsteps stopped in front of a certain tombstone.

When he saw the above photo clearly, Zhuang Qingze's figure shook violently.

Fortunately, Hao Yan was standing beside him and helped him in time so that he didn't fall down.

She was very sad to see Zhuang Qingze's eyes dim and distant.Feeling his nostalgia for his mother's death, Hao Yan comforted, "Mr. Zhuang, thank you for coming to see my mother. After giving birth to me, she has been in poor health and always sick. Fortunately, she passed away." It was very peaceful when I was there, and I didn’t suffer

how much pain

"En." Zhuang Qing nodded.

Something was about to flow out of his eyes, and he closed them.

After breaking up that year, he suffered for a long time.

Zhu Ci is proud, and Zhuang Qing is equally proud.

The proud son of heaven in his 20s was mercilessly dumped by the woman he loves. He was very shocked and very angry, but even so, he didn't think about redeeming it.

They were all too young at that time, but Zhuang Qing always thought that there was still room for things to turn around.

But half a year later, when he went back to find Zhu Ci again, Zhu Ci had already dated a new boyfriend and was about to get married, and she was pregnant with a slightly raised belly.

Zhuang Qing left sadly.

In the end, he had to accept the fact, followed the arrangement of his family, and married a well-known Shuyuan. It seemed that he was afraid that he would be immersed in pain again, and he moved to live abroad soon after marriage.

From then on, one is different from the other, and everyone is happy.

Zhuang Qing thought of the man who stayed by Zhu Ci's side in the end, and asked hoarsely, "Then your father?"

Hao Yan shook her head lightly, "I have never seen my father. My mother said that he seemed to have passed away in an accident when I was very young."

Zhuang Qing apologized, "Sorry, Miss Hao"

"It's okay." Hao Yan smiled.

Those who don't know are innocent, not to mention, most of her memories since she was born are with her mother.

It's just that Hao Yan hesitated to speak.

She wanted to say that her mother was never married

It's just that such a thing, to a certain extent, will always be talked about, and she doesn't need to tell others.

When leaving the cemetery, Zhuang Qingze's mood calmed down a lot.

He asked Hao Yan pleadingly, "Miss Hao, can I visit your mother often in the future?"

Hao Yan nodded, "Yes"

It is a very grateful thing to be able to visit the dead.

She didn't have to stop it.Zhuang Qing paused, hesitated, and said, "Miss Hao, I don't want to hide from you. I said before that your mother is an old friend of mine. In fact, there was an unforgettable relationship between us, but at that time too young to go

At last"

After Hao Yan heard this, she was not surprised.

She had guessed it.

From Bai Yulan before to now, Hao Yan guessed the relationship between him and her mother.

She respected their relationship very much. After all, it was your love and my wish, and it didn't destroy anyone's marriage. It was a normal free love when they were young.

Zhuang Qing said, "If you need any help in the future, you can come to me."

Hao Yan nodded politely, "Okay, thank you"

The driver drove the car to the gate of the cemetery, and they got into the car one by one.

On the way back, there was a little congestion, and the sunset glow in the distant sky was only the last ray of magnificence.

Compared with when he came here before, the atmosphere in the car was very silent, Zhuang Qing didn't speak again, he seemed to be trying to digest some emotions, his hands on his knees clenched into fists.

In the air, shrouded in a layer of faint sadness.

Seeing this, Hao Yan felt inexplicably warm at the thought that her mother could still be missed like this.

The sudden vibration of the phone broke her thoughts.

Hao Yan didn't look at it, just took it out and put it to her ear, "Hey"

In the line, Qin Huainian's anxious voice came: "Hao Yan, you let me go!"

Hao Yan patted her forehead.

She almost forgot the previous agreement with Qin Huainian.

Zhuang Qing's visit was too sudden, and her mother was involved, so she temporarily put other matters behind her.

Hao Yan hurriedly said, "Sorry, I forgot to do something temporarily, I'm on my way home now"

The driver parked the commercial vehicle in front of the residential building.

Zhuang Qing got out of the car with her. He also heard the phone call in the car before, and said very apologetically, "Miss Hao, I'm bothering you today, did I delay your business?"

"It's okay." Hao Yan waved her hand.

Zhuang Qing nodded, "Then I'll go back first."

Hao Yan nodded, "Mr. Zhuang, go slowly."

After watching the commercial vehicle leave the community, Hao Yan slowly looked away.

When he turned around, he was startled by the sudden sound of the horn.

A black Rolls Royce was parked in front of the building.

Seeing this, Hao Yan immediately walked over quickly, opened the rear door, and saw Qin Huainian in a suit sitting with his long legs crossed, with platinum-rimmed glasses on his nose, showing a gentle and elegant temperament, but his face was dark. Mysterious as iron.

When she sat in, she heard Qin Huainian ask sullenly, "Hao Yan, you're cuckolding me." Hao Yan let out a "puchi".