The Pillow of the Bad President

Hao Yan thought that Qin Xinyue was Gu Dongcheng who was in the ward.

She walked over and patted her on the shoulder, "Xinyue, Dongcheng is fine, don't worry."

Qin Xinyue raised her head slowly, the focus in front of her eyes was slightly out of focus, "Is he okay?"

"It's okay." Hao Yan said a little awkwardly, and a few gleams of pain appeared in her eyes, "It's just that he won't be able to play the piano again Xinyue, go in and see him."

In the past, wherever Gu Dongcheng was, Qin Xinyue's gaze would always be there.

At this time, she shook her head slightly.

Qin Xinyue also heard what the doctor said. She was at the door just now. When she heard that Gu Dongcheng's right hand was injured and he would not be able to play the piano again, she felt a fishy sweetness in her throat.

Qin Xinyue was silent for a few seconds, then looked at Qin Huainian, "Second cousin, I won't make trouble anymore, I will listen to your words and go abroad, and I won't come back without your order for five years."

Qin Huainian and Hao Yan looked at each other, their eyes froze.

Qin Huainian asked in surprise, "Xinyue, have you figured it out?"

You know, Qin Xinyue has been tossing and refusing to obey, trying her best not to leave, there is only one reason, that is, Gu Dongcheng is here, if she is thrown out of the country, it will kill her.

Therefore, it is really surprising that people who are arguing and disobedient suddenly change their minds at this time.

Qin Xinyue lowered her eyes and said nothing.

She didn't figure it out, but gave up.

Qin Xinyue met Gu Dongcheng at a concert, and fell in love at first sight. Until now, she still deeply remembers that he was wearing a black tuxedo, and his slender fingers were walking on the black and white keys. glowing.

Qin Xinyue grew up loved and loved by thousands of people, but only suffered countless setbacks here in Gu Dongcheng.

When they were together, he rarely smiled, but every time he played the piano, there were stars in his eyes.

So Qin Xinyue, like Hao Yan, also knows the irreplaceable importance of music in Gu Dongcheng's life.

Hands are the most precious possession of every pianist.

But Gu Dongcheng is now willing to risk his hand injury in order to save Hao Yan, even if he can't play the piano, it doesn't matter, what a deep feeling it is to be able to do this

Qin Xinyue was shocked.

At that moment, she suddenly understood that it was useless.

No matter how unwilling he is, no matter how hard he tries, Gu Dongcheng will never be hers, nor will he fall in love with her.

It was the first time Hao Yan saw Qin Xinyue with such a depressed expression on her face, and said in a concerned voice, "Xinyue, are you okay?"

The corners of Qin Xinyue's mouth twitched, but she didn't twitch, she slowly got up from the chair, "I'm fine, second cousin, cousin sister-in-law, I'm going home to pack my luggage."

Then, he walked away slowly.

Both Hao Yan and Qin Huainian stared blankly at her back, the sunlight fell on it, emitting a sad and lonely look.

As night falls, Mansion No. [-].

The living room was filled with bright and warm lights. Hao Yan sat on the sofa, seeming to be lost in thought.

There was a shadow above her head, and then Qin Huainian sat beside her.

Warm your hands.

Qin Huainian took her hand and put it on a white ceramic bowl, "You probably didn't eat at noon, and you didn't eat much at night. This is the sweet porridge I asked Sister Yang to cook. You can drink some of it."

After leaving the hospital during the day, they each went back to work.

Hao Yan squeezed out a smile, "Thank you."

The warm sweet porridge, in addition to lotus seeds and red dates, also puts sweet-scented osmanthus honey, which smells fragrant and soft.

Hao Yan scooped it up with a spoon, but she didn't have any appetite and didn't put it to her mouth for a long time.

Qin Huainian joked lazily, "How old are you, you still need me to feed you"

He took back the ceramic bowl in her hand, and sent the spoon over in a decent manner, "Open your mouth, ah"

Seeing the spoon touched her lips, Hao Yan opened her mouth dumbfounded.

Like taking care of a child, Qin Huainian fed her the whole bowl of sweet porridge spoon by spoon.

The stomach is filled a lot, and there is a lot of sweetness, but it is inevitable that there is some bitterness in the heart.

Qin Huainian asked, "I'm still thinking about Dyn."

"En." Hao Yan nodded, not trying to hide her thoughts from him.

Qin Huainian could guess.

Gu Dongcheng saved Hao Yan today, but the price was too high, he felt a lot of guilt in his heart, not to mention Hao Yan himself.

The debts of this life are repaid in this life.

Gu Dongcheng has no way to continue playing the piano in the future, and Hao Yan will always feel guilty in his heart for the rest of his life.

There was a sound of ding ding running.

Tangtang ran to them from behind the sofa, her obsidian-like eyes were black and clear, very immature and innocent.

Tangtang threw herself on Hao Yan's lap, looking up at the baby's fat little face, and asked in a childish voice, "Mom, did you encounter any troubles?"

Hao Yan touched her daughter's head, "No, mom is just a little sad."

Tangtang climbed onto her lap, hugged her neck with two small arms, and imprinted a soft pimple on her cheek, "Mom, let me sing you the gourd baby to make you happy, okay?" , when I sang in kindergarten today, the teachers all laughed."

After finishing speaking, the child's voice rang happily in the living room.

Children are the most soothing to people's hearts, and their immature singing seems to be healing, and Hao Yan's depression has been dispelled a lot.

Tangtang put her face on her cheek and said with a smile, "Mom, I will be your sweet little padded jacket."

Qin Huainian's big hand stretched out to hold her, tightly wrapping it, with gentle strength, "Hao Yan, Tangtang and I will always be by your side, sharing your sorrows and joys."

Both father and daughter looked at themselves with tenderness and concern, and Hao Yan's eyes were moved.

Especially in Qin Huainian, the narrow and long pupils behind the lenses are extraordinarily deep, as if they can penetrate the soul of a person.

Tangtang blinked her eyes, jumped down from Hao Yan's lap nimbly, tilted her head and said, "Mom and Dad, you two will be friends with each other next, I'll go to Auntie Yang to take a bath~"

Then, he ran away bouncing.

After Tangtang changed his mind, he walked out of the shadow of a broken relationship, and he did not reject the intimate show of affection between the two.

Hao Yan laughed, and then Qin Huainian's thin lips also fell.

in the afternoon.

It was sunny and warm.

In a certain conference building, Hao Yan and her colleagues walked out with a machine. They had just finished an outsourcing mission here and were preparing to return to the TV station.

On the side of the road, Taili's news van was parked there waiting.

When they came out of the commercial building, a familiar figure just happened to come out of another office building next to them.

When the middle-aged man saw her, his eyes lit up and he strode over, "Hao Yan"

The Pillow of the Bad President