The most beautiful disease

On the second day, Han Xi and Sheng Guang calmed down and planned to have afternoon tea with Han Weili.According to Han Weili, there seems to be some problems with Tang Yanchen's company. It is normal to be away from home these days. Who knows if it is really a company problem? "Diligently manage the company" image.

When the appointed time was approaching, Han Xi took Han Weili to see Sheng Guang. Han Xi wanted to tell his mother several times, but he didn't know where to start. After all, this story had been going on for more than ten years. Can speak clearly.The whole story still needs to be told by the Andersons.It's just... It's just that he was a little scared, afraid that something would happen to his mother.This knot is like a huge stone blocked in the middle of my mother's heart river. It has blocked the heart source for 17 years. Whether it continues to be blocked or pulled out instantly is not conducive to the smooth flow of this river.Now that we have chosen to "uproot" this huge rock, we must be prepared to heal it for a long time.

The driver, Mr. Qi, took Han Xi and Han Weili to the agreed place.Along the way, Han Weili was always a little out of sorts, perhaps because Sheng Guang gave Han Ximo a lot of care and help in the United States, such an invitation would be difficult for her to refuse, otherwise, according to her current state, she would definitely decline this invitation.

Han Xi sat next to Han Weili. Although she had been dependent on her mother since she was a child, the last thing he could see clearly was her mother. Now that her mother was sitting next to him, it seemed that the Milky Way was so far away. Han Xi said: "Mom , do you hate Dad more or love him more."

Han Weili frowned slightly.

Han Xi immediately interrupted what she was about to say: "Mom, I am no longer the seven-year-old kid I used to be. When I was seven years old, you didn't want to tell me that I understood, but now I understand everything, so please don't Keep it from me and bear it alone, okay? Mom."

Han Weili looked at Han Xi's gradually hardening eyebrows and eyes, indeed, he is a big boy, a big boy who can take charge of himself.

Han Weili: "How much hate is there now... how much love was there before. Xixi, when you were young, your mother really ignored you, maybe it was because you hated your father too much, and too much hatred was passed on to you. You are very unfair. I didn’t want to tell you when you were young, not because I was worried that you could not understand, but because... I was afraid that you would blame your mother... Blame your mother for not being able to love you wholeheartedly, and blame your mother for not being able to give you a love like other children Dad, Mom, I'm sorry for you, I've always been sorry for you." Her words were a little choked up, and it seemed that the blocked river of heart couldn't help but burst into tears from the cracks in the stone.

Han Xi approached Han Weili and held Han Weili's cold and trembling hand. In his eyes, he only knew that his mother was very strict with him since he was a child, but he never felt that his mother didn't love him. Mother's favorite, the only one she loves is him.It’s like a child who was very poor since he was a child. He was so poor that he could only get a few red apples by selling the rice during the autumn harvest. Every year, he was looking forward to the apples on that day. It is said that this child's life was bitter when he was a child, only he felt that he was very happy when he was a child and never suffered.He couldn't understand why others said that he had a hard life as a child, let alone why he could only recall the feeling of happiness.

The only explanation may be that there was no comparison when I was young, and I didn't know what suffering was at all.

Similarly, when Han Xi was a child, he probably didn't know how other people's mothers doted on their children, and didn't know how other people's families were such a happy family of three. In his eyes, as long as his mother was by his side, he was the happiest.When he was seven years old, Tang Yanchen gradually walked into his world, Mu Ya "told" him what a family of three was, and Sheng Guang gave him love like a father. At that time, maybe he gradually understood his mother , understand the difference between him and other children when he was a child.

Han Xi thought about this for a while, and the car was quiet for a moment, Han Xi said: "Mom, Dad has always loved you, really. It's just that sometimes many things are beyond your control. What happened before, this time the truth will come to light.”

The long-buried loess should also be turned over. Even if it cannot be dried in the sun, it cannot be allowed to rot.

Han Weili's eyes widened, and the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes couldn't be concealed even with makeup on his face, "What do you mean?"

Han Xi said seriously: "I want my mother to know everything about my father, whether it is before or after death."

"What... what?" Before Han Weili understood clearly, the car had already parked firmly in a coffee shop.This coffee shop is a more stylish coffee shop in Ning City. The so-called coffee shop is actually a comprehensive shop with a more literary atmosphere that integrates coffee, bookstores, pastry shops, and stationery shops. , but the sentiment is extraordinary.

Brother Sheng Guang's style of choosing a store has not changed at all.

Han Xi took Han Weili into the coffee shop, and the waiter greeted the two of them to the attic. Inside the attic were tuanpu and coffee tables, and Sheng Guang and two elderly people sat there. The European and American races were clear at a glance.Han Weili paused, her good upbringing allowed her to maintain a calm state.

The three of them stood up to welcome Han Xi and Han Weili when they came in with the curtain lifted. Sheng Guang introduced, "Auntie Han has not seen you for a long time. These two are here to accompany you this time, and I have something to tell you face to face."

Han Weili bowed to the two old people, his face had been vicissitudes of time, and he still had an indescribable familiarity with this old man. Perhaps she could already be sure that this was Kane's mother, but there was still a nerve to resist Acknowledge: "Hello Uncle and Auntie. I'm sorry my English is not very good."

Mrs. Anderson laughed with tears in her eyes: "Sonia?"

Perhaps with preparations in mind, Han Weili still didn't act so excited. Compared with the state just now in the car, she seemed more calm now: "You are, Kane's mother, right?" The girl has changed a lot in more than ten years, but The changes in the elderly are not so obvious.

Mrs. Anderson smiled gratifiedly: "Do you remember him?"

Han Weili snorted softly: "Remember, I will never forget even if I die."

Mrs. Anderson didn't care about Han Weili's intentional stabbing words: "The same is true for Kane." She never forgot.

Han Weili gave a puzzled look.

Mrs. Anderson said to herself: "Suoya... well, it shouldn't be called Suoya, can you tell me your Chinese name?"

"Han Weili."

Mrs. Anderson: "Wei Li, can I call you that? Thank you for coming to see us. We were the ones who were sorry for you in the past. If we knew that you were the one who raised Xixi alone, we wouldn't let you go no matter what. Regardless. But it’s not too late now, Wei Li, come back to us, I can give Xixi the best life and the brightest future.”

Although it was well intentioned, Han Weili was furious when he heard this: "No need, I'm already married."

Even if she wanted to, so what, she was already married, in other words, even if she could still see Kane now, it had nothing to do with him.

"But I don't think you're happy," said Mrs. Anderson.

Han Weili laughed angrily, and finally couldn't maintain his calm face: "Ma'am, 17 years ago you also made such subjective assumptions. You used to say that Kane and I were unhappy, and now you say that my stable marriage is unhappy. So, what is it?" What kind of happiness do you think? Go back with you and betray my current husband? Or let me be a loose woman? Or...you just want to take away the grandson Xixi?"

Mr. Anderson, who had been watching quietly, said: "Miss Han, please don't get excited. Maybe we can talk about what happened 17 years ago."

Han Weili said: "I'm already a married woman, please don't use the title 'Miss', I think you Americans are most concerned about this title."

Mr. Anderson, who is not very good at talking, was a little tongue-tied.

Han Xi suddenly took his mother's excited hand and said, "Dad is dead, he died 17 years ago."

One word seemed to break through the silence of the sky.

Han Weili frowned and turned to look at Han Xi: "Dead, hehe...hehe, it's good to die! Why did he die!" She seemed a little incoherent.

Mrs. Anderson knelt down beside Han Weili with a tuft of cattail: "I don't know what you said before you parted. Before he left, he prepared a wedding for you. The wedding is still there. Go and see it when you have time. Xixi is in the United States I will take care of him, but he has the right to decide, and I will never force him who I want to be with, Wei Li, I have no other intentions, I just hope you can live a good life, which is what Kane means." Said, He took out a diary that seemed to be well preserved from his arms, and handed it to Han Weili.

Like a ball of fire that can be burned at the fingertips, Han Weili feels that this diary is extremely hot.There are very few people who use diaries to write things down now, but it was still very common 17 years ago, and Kane was studying Chinese with Han Weili at that time. That kid is very excited to learn Chinese, and he will write down in Chinese every day about and this China. Even if the little things between girls are crooked and the sentences don't make sense, I still enjoy it every day.

Holding this diary, I never had the courage to open it. Knowing that the afternoon tea was over, I returned home like a lost soul, and locked myself in the room as soon as I got home.It was the first time for Han Xi to see such a helpless mother, unable to do anything to share with her. It will take time for this wound to heal.

"Today Suoya taught me Chinese '今天—today'." A piece of paper contained only one sentence, and there was a red pen on the back that circled teach and pulled it aside to write "teach—jiao" in red.It should be learned by the boy who looked it up in a big dictionary later.

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"Sonia said, she loves wild rose.—she loves wild roses." There are also flower language, habits, and characteristics about wild roses in the back, which are probably from Google.Wild Rose Proverbs: There is only a thin line between love and hate.

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"Sonia said she wanted to have a baby for me, and I'm very happy." The following language gradually became fluent, although it was still simple.

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"Today I saw a word 'xi', interpreted as 'hope', I think it sounds good. Sonia thinks so too." Later it should have become Han Xi's name.

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"Sonia said she was breaking up, I don't know why. She said she wanted to be Wild Rose, I don't understand."

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"I understand. She's blaming me for not making an appointment with her. She wants a wedding full of wild roses."

From now on, there will never be such a man who loves her so carefully.

The author has something to say: I'm back from my hometown!Re-bathed in WiFi~~Maybe there will be two updates, it will be later~~~~

Thanks to the little angel of 'You are moving while banlangen'! !

☆、Chapter 46

"The Most Beautiful Disease" / Buddhist Brocade