fall in love with a hero

Hong Jiaodong is a very active person.After completing the "confession success" step, he quickly started the next stage.

His daily necessities, including various small objects, were moved to Asahi's house in a planned way, gradually changing the layout of the house.This change is subtle, like boiling a frog in warm water.

There is an extra pair of solid-color slippers in the shoe cabinet, a small pillow on the sofa, an extra set of tableware in the kitchen, and a pot of flowers on the balcony...

When Asahi Mengchuan came back to his senses, he saw that Hong Jiaodong was drinking tea slowly, holding his usual cup in his hand.

Oh, by the way, he also brought his own tea.

"Jiao Dong, I feel like you're going to move your home here." She said dumbfoundedly.

Hong Jiaodong put down the teacup in his hand and looked up at her: "Will Mengchuan find me annoying?"

"How is that possible." Asahi Mengchuan laughed, "But if they all move to my place, it will be troublesome at home, right?"

"No trouble." He looked indifferent.

If he wasn't worried that the progress would be too fast, he even wanted to move here directly.

At home, only Hong Dongmei cares about him, maybe Hong Xiaxiong too, but he is too busy.

Asahi Mengchuan saw the loneliness in his eyes, sighed slightly in his heart, reached out and rubbed his hair: "I'm going to do volunteer work this week, and I don't have time to accompany you."

"I'm no longer a three-year-old child, and I don't need someone to accompany me." Hong Jiaodong took her hand off and held it in his palm, "As long as Mengchuan doesn't abandon me, I will wait for you."

Asahi Mengchuan leaned against him and gently hugged him into his arms.

He should have had a happy family. He obviously has such great strength and such a superior family background... In short, it's all Andewa's fault!

Buried in his girlfriend's arms, Hong Jiaodong silently ticked off the love handbook that he wrote down in his heart.

[How to quickly close the distance between two people: Appropriately show weakness and stimulate the maternal psychology of the other party.Note that if the man has a strong personality, the effect will be outstanding after use. ]

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Asahi Mengchuan is indeed doing volunteer work, or going to the hospital.

In private hospitals, many lonely old people are abandoned and alone in the wards, and busy family members rarely visit them.The task of the volunteers is to accompany these elderly people, and provide guidance, medical guidance and other services for the patients who come to see the doctor.

It wasn't tiring, but it did broaden her horizons.

Carefully helping an old man with a hanging bottle to go to the toilet, Asahi Mengchuan wiped off his sweat, and before he had a rest, he was notified to go to the next consultation room.The hospital is relatively large, and she accidentally got lost when she just arrived.

"Which side is the south...why didn't you tell me whether it was the left or the right..." Asahi Mengchuan walked around helplessly according to the map, and finally pushed open a door.

However, after pushing away, she knew that she was in the wrong place.

The person sitting on the hospital bed was not an old man with white hair and chicken skin, but a beautiful woman.She looked out of the window with a melancholy face, and when she heard the door opening, she just glanced this way.

"Uh...Sorry to bother you." Asahi Mengchuan smiled awkwardly, and was about to back out, but for some reason, the woman in front of her seemed a little familiar.

Where have you seen it?

She couldn't help but want to take a closer look.

"Asahi, why are you here? We've been looking for you for a long time!" The classmate hurried over and dragged her away.

In desperation, Asahi Mengchuan memorized the house number outside the ward.

After being dizzy and busy all morning, I didn't have a little time to rest until lunch.Volunteers are not given special treatment, and they eat in the cafeteria just like doctors and nurses.

Asahi Mengchuan sat next to a little nurse. She was a warm and cheerful little girl who was assigned here not long after she graduated. The two quickly became friends after talking and laughing.

"That... do you know who lives in that ward?" Asahi Mengchuan reported the house number.

The little nurse was taken aback for a moment, and after recalling it carefully, she whispered in her ear, "It's okay to tell you, the patient in that ward is surnamed Hong, and he belongs to the person who is number two on the hero list." Wife, everyone on our side knows."

She was quite disdainful of the NO.2 hero in her speech.

"Andawa's wife?" Asahi Mengchuan stopped his chopsticks, "Why haven't I heard of it outside?"

"It's normal if you haven't heard of it. Andewa hid her very deeply. It is said that her mental state is not very good." The little nurse poked the dinner plate, poked her lips and said, "But every time Endewar When Wa comes over, the two of them will have a big fight, and sometimes I wish he wouldn't come. When Andewa doesn't come, this lady is really nice, gentle and good-looking, it's a pity to match Andewa. "

There seems to be some untold stories in it.

Chaori Mengchuan had never heard him mention his mother from Hong Jiaodong's mouth, and it was not easy for her to inquire, so she never asked.Didn't expect to see it here.

However, there is another problem.Why is my mother in the hospital, but Jiao Dong has basically never visited her?Judging from the time she knew of the frozen itinerary, he didn't seem to have been to the hospital at all.

After hesitating for a moment, after finishing work in the afternoon, everyone made an appointment to go home together, and Asahi Mengchuan still stayed.

She returned to the ward again, knocked on the door, and walked in after getting permission.

"Sorry to bother you this morning." She said apologetically.

The woman looked at her with a little surprise: "It's okay, I don't even remember."

Asahi Mengchuan walked to her side, touched an apple, and quickly peeled, cut into pieces, and placed it on a plate in one go.

"Please allow me to express my apologies!" she said seriously.

The woman smiled tolerantly, poked a small piece of apple with a toothpick, and put it in her mouth: "It's very sweet, thank you."

"This is what I should do." Asahi Mengchuan bowed deeply, because of too much force, the phone fell out of his coat pocket, hit the ground and turned on.

On the dimly lit screen was a group photo of a boy and a girl, which looked very intimate.

The woman looked at the screen, her eyes widened slightly, a little at a loss.

"This, the person above this is..."

She watched Asahi Mengchuan pick up the phone distressedly, tried the buttons and replied: "Ah, this is my boyfriend."

"Boyfriend?" The woman looked at her blankly.

Asahi Mengchuan pursed his lips and laughed: "Yeah, isn't he very handsome?"

"...Yes, yes, very handsome." The woman blinked to remove the moisture from her eyes, "Can you tell me how you two met?"

"Well, I'm his neighbor and I've known him since I was very young." Asahi Mengchuan replied generously.

The woman's hands on the bed tightly gripped the quilt. After a long time, she said, "Is that so..."

Chatting with a woman is a pleasure. She is good at listening and grasping the key points. When she speaks, she is soft and gentle, and she doesn't seem to be mentally ill at all.

When she walked out of the hospital, Asahi Mengchuan had already confirmed that if there must be a villain by her side, then this villain must be Andeva!

Look, don't want such a beautiful wife, don't cherish such a well-behaved and sensible child, she really has a brain problem when she sees him!

Back home, Asahi Mengchuan's parents were still not at home, but the lights were on.

"I'm back." She opened the door and smelled the aroma of food.

Hong Jiaodong was originally sitting on the sofa, but when he heard the sound, he immediately got up and walked over, as if he was the master of the house.

"Why is it so late, I'll pick you up tomorrow." His voice was very weak, but he could hear the concern.

"Sorry, I chatted with a patient for a while." Asahi Mengchuan hugged Hong Jiaodong and touched his back distressedly, "The training at Xiongying High School was very hard. You should rest more after you go home. You can go home."

Hong Jiaodong didn't insist, and led her to the dinner table.

It's a very simple meal that doesn't look like it was made by Dongmei.

"Could it be Jiao Dong who cooks himself?"

Her surprised voice made Hong Jiaodong couldn't help but blushed, and he gave a vague hum as an answer.

"Then I'll start." Asahi Mengchuan quickly kissed him on the cheek, "Thank you, Jiao Dong."

Hong's scorched face became more and more red, and he lowered his head, as if he had eaten some delicious food and had no time to talk.

After eating, Asahi Mengchuan finished washing the dishes, and just sat down on the sofa when Hong Jiaodong hugged her, wrapping her in his arms like a big doll.

There are boring programs on TV, but I don't feel bored because there are people watching with me.

"Jiao Dong, I met your mother in the hospital today." She said suddenly, turned on her phone and showed him a photo.

The woman in the photo is no longer young, but she can be seen somewhat similar to him from her eyebrows.

Hong Jiao was stunned.

"Jiao Dong, can you tell me what happened?" Asahi Mengchuan put his hand on his arm, rubbing it lightly to comfort him.

"Ah..." Hong Jiaodong lowered his head, buried his face in her hair, and said sullenly for a long time, "Mengchuan, do you know personality marriage?"

"Personality marriage?"

"Yes, choosing a spouse in order for the child to inherit the better personality of the parents is a personality marriage. My mother was forced to marry my father because of this. She didn't do it voluntarily, so after I grow up and After her father became more and more like her, she... collapsed."

This explanation is very vague, but from a few words, it is enough to get a glimpse of how bad the truth was at the beginning.

How can you get happiness if you marry for the sake of personality?

The room fell silent, only the TV was still making sound.

Asahi Mengchuan could feel the loss and sadness of Hong Jiaodong, and regretted that he mentioned this matter.But this is unavoidable, and hiding it will only make the wound more and more rotten.

She racked her brains, hoping to find a way to cheer him up.

"Ah, in that case, is it possible that the offspring will inherit the personality of their parents?"

Hong Jiaodong thought for a while and replied, "Maybe, but it's not allowed, so I don't know too well."

"Eh? Then if we have a child in the future, what kind of personality will he have?" Asahi Mengchuan asked with interest.

With a swipe, even the roots of Hong Jiaodong's ears were completely red.

"I-I don't know much about this..." He hesitated for a long time, his voice trembling, "Maybe, maybe it can generate heat? If the combination of cold and heat, it should be a gas... It can release cold air or warm air. of……"

"Ah! Isn't that an air conditioner?!" Asahi Mengchuan clapped his hands, "Jiao Dong, if we have a child, he will be an air conditioner!"

"...I don't know, don't ask me." Hong Jiaodong felt his face burning hot, he had never thought about this before!But, but, it's not too late to start thinking now, right?

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Outside the delivery room, a man walked up and down anxiously.

Finally, the door opened.The nurse came out with a swaddled baby in her arms, and when she saw the man, she shouted happily: "Congratulations, sir, your wife has given birth!"

"Here! Is it a boy or a girl?"

"It's an air conditioner!"

The man lifted the cotton cloth in shock, only to see a small square air conditioner lying inside.The fan blades of the air conditioner opened and closed, making a soft voice: "Dad!"

? ? ! !

Hong Jiaodong suddenly sat up from the bed, panting heavily, and wiped his forehead, which was covered in cold sweat.

"It's a dream, it's a dream, it's just a dream..."

He lay down again, closed his eyes, and forced himself to sleep again.

In the second half of the night, in a dream, an air conditioner kept chasing him.

"Father, I am your son, the air conditioner..."