baby, don't make trouble

The domestic atmosphere is dignified, but no one knows that the other side across the ocean is also enduring the baptism of bloody wind and rain.

After An Mu left, Wei Sen completely collapsed. If Jin hadn't found out in time, he might have died of alcohol poisoning long ago.

Aaron De only told Jin that it was Chris who accompanied Li Hanhan back to the country, and he didn't know anything else, so he didn't understand what kind of blow this always unrestrained Mr. Wesson suffered to become an alcoholic. In this way, I almost drowned myself in alcohol.

Could it be that he was reluctant to part with Li Hanhan?

No no no no!Jin immediately shuddered to get rid of the weird thoughts in his mind.

After waking up, Wei Sen opened a pair of dazed eyes, watching Jin open and close his mouth but didn't hear a word, and the back and forth of An Mu's last departure was always playing back and forth in his mind, so decisive, so ruthless , ruthlessly did not leave him a chance.

The noisy Jin was finally taken away by the dark-faced Aaron Dela, and Wei Sen was picked up by the bodyguards sent by the family. After leaving, he lost contact with the outside world. After that, Aaron Dela wanted to investigate secretly. Difficulty.

The seemingly harmonious relationship was completely shattered at this moment, and the long-term sadness and warmth seemed meaningless. If all this experience is a joke, then this joke is too sad.

Life is like a beast lurking in the dark. It is docile and peaceful when it sleeps peacefully, but when it is angry, it is full of despair.

Li Hanhan never thought that his footsteps would become so heavy. The mahogany gate that has been in and out countless times is now in front of him, but he has long since lost the courage to push it open.

It seemed that all the darkness would swarm out the moment the door was opened, and he was so fierce that he couldn't parry it at all.

For a long time, the relatives and lovers who have been considered the closest in the world may become enemies, and the complete worldview collapses and shatters into sand.

He stood quietly, watching the gate open from the inside in a daze. In the yard were two cypresses planted by him and An Mu. The cypresses were still green and tall.

I remember when he was ten years old, An Mu happily handed over the two cypress saplings he bought into his hands, and he said, "Hanhan, these two cypresses will witness our growth, and we will be inseparable from now on." abandoned."

Persistence, what a beautiful word, may now become irony.

How can he stay with a family who killed his parents?

The door opened, and a familiar and unfamiliar face came into view. The people inside the door seemed a little surprised, and the beautiful eyes were instantly filled with infinite surprises.

"Second brother!"

The familiar title seems to have passed a hundred years, and the familiar is a little strange. The deepest scene in memory was revealed. Li Hanhan's hands hanging by his side trembled a little. He didn't return to China until the tip of his nose was filled with warm fragrance.

"Second brother, Xiao Jing misses you to death!"

Yes, the person who threw herself into Li Hanhan's arms at this time was An Xiaojing, the youngest daughter of An's family, who was also Li Hanhan's deepest nostalgia during that period of youth.

Li Hanhan opened and closed his mouth, unable to utter a word, but An Xiaojing kept talking excitedly.

"Second brother, why have you been in London for so long? I'm so disappointed that I didn't see you when I got home!" The woman pouted coquettishly.

After so many years, she still hasn't changed, she is still so beautiful, and her smile is still so bright and heartwarming.

"Second brother, why don't you talk? Are you unhappy seeing Xiaojing?" An Xiaojing pulled the corner of Li Hanhan's clothes and shook them resolutely. Her big bright eyes were full of accusations, making her look extremely cute and cute.

"Xiao Jing, who is outside?"

Mother An came out worried and took a look. When she saw Li Hanhan, her body froze obviously. Although it was very subtle, she was still captured by Li Hanhan.

His heart sank suddenly, and Li Hanhan's eyes became as gloomy as stagnant water.

"It's Hanhan, come in quickly, what are you doing standing outside, you kid didn't say a word when you came back," Mama An knew that her reaction just now was wrong, she quickly pulled Li Hanhan into the room with a smile as usual, her face The loving kindness on earth is also as usual, perfect without any trace.

Li Hanhan couldn't help thinking, maybe he was wrong just now, and Mama An didn't feel guilty when she saw him.

The An family mansion is always filled with the scent of jasmine, which is elegant and comfortable. I heard An Mu mentioned before that when Mama An was young, she was chased by the wild jasmine that Papa An picked casually. All these years, as long as Mama An stays , everywhere is full of jasmine fragrance.

In the past, he was also moved by such love, and he also greedily inhaled the fragrance of these flowers.

Father An sat on the sofa in the living room and read the newspaper in his hand as usual, with a set of old-fashioned reading glasses on the bridge of his nose. He used to make fun of it, but in the end it was Mother An who told him that it was the only thing left by Grandpa An Mu , don't look ugly, the frame is made of high-quality stone, it's precious.

"Dad! Second brother is back!"

When Li Hanhan came back, An Xiaojing was undoubtedly the most excited one. Before he reached the living room, he started shouting. After all, An's father had been rolling outside for so many years. When he saw Li Hanhan, his facial expression didn't change at all, it was still the same as before, and he said with a smile, "Stinky boy, I finally remembered to come back!"

An Mu also came down from the upstairs, his lowered eyes just met Li Hanhan's raised eyes, the jokes of the previous meeting were lost, and there was a layer of ambiguity that outsiders could not understand.

At this moment, Li Hanhan knew that he could never go back to the past.

With a wry smile on his lips, he looked away, and was pulled by An Xiaojing to sit on the sofa, while An Mu continued to walk down the steps quietly.

Perhaps An Xiaojing didn't notice all these subtle changes, but An's father and An's mother saw them clearly from the beginning to the end.

"Why are you still staring blankly?" Papa An said to Mama An, "You make two appetizers, and finally the whole family gets together. I still have to have a drink with these two brats!"

Mother An responded with a smile, turned around and walked towards the kitchen. As for An Xiaojing, she glared at Father An in dissatisfaction, "Hmph! I knew you were patriarchal, and I didn't see your two elders getting excited This way?" Although the tone was reproachful, it was more of a wordless coquettish.

An's mother glared at her angrily before she left, while An Xiaojing stuck out her tongue playfully at her.

Li Hanhan saw all this in his eyes, and it seemed that he had returned to more than ten years ago. At that time, he and An Mu were still studying in China, and An Xiaojing was not married yet. Their family ate around a table. With a hot hot pot and heavy snow falling outside the window, occasionally An Xiaojing would mischievously pinch a small snowball on the window sill, and inadvertently stuff it through the necklines of him and An Muyi, so excited that he jumped up in two seconds Get up, and then run after An Xiaojing, a joyous snowball fight in the huge yard begins, the deepest feeling at that time is that the weather is cold but the heart is warm.

Today, Mama An also made a base and added some broth she cooked yesterday, and the table was quickly filled with dishes and dishes, just like that year.

"Wow! Mom, shall we eat hot pot today?" An Xiaojing cheered happily, "Great! I haven't felt like this for a long time! I love you so much, Mom."

Mother An glared at her coquettishly, "Don't come to help me yet!"

An Xiaojing said "oh" in embarrassment and got up to help.

Now it seems that all this has not changed much, but they all know that it is different, the hot pot is still the same hot pot, the dishes are still the same dishes, but the people who eat have changed...

At the dinner table, An Xiaojing complained about her life abroad, how unpalatable the food abroad was, and how much she missed the feeling of having a lively family eating hot pot together.

Mother An cooperated with An Xiaojing's nagging, and Father An occasionally echoed it. Li Hanhan and An Mu did not utter a single word from the beginning to the end of the meal.

Even An Xiaojing, who was so big and transformed, felt a little different. She bit her chopsticks and tilted her head, looking at the two brothers opposite her in doubt, her eyes flickered as if she was thinking about something.

Everyone who had a hot pot meal that should have been lively had different thoughts. Looking at the boiling hot soup in the pot, all kinds of ingredients were tangled together, and their hearts became even more desolate.

During this period, Li Hanhan's cell phone rang countless times, but he ruthlessly hung up all of them until the cell phone turned off automatically when it ran out of power.

Although An Xiaojing was puzzled, she didn't ask the question. On the other hand, the others pretended not to hear it.

After the meal, Li Hanhan accompanied Mama An to the kitchen to clean the dishes as usual, and was chased away by Mama An countless times as before, but in the end she was finally compromised by Li Hanhan's stubbornness.

Mother An looked at the big boy who was much taller than him in a daze. How could the boy who only reached her chest grow so tall in the blink of an eye?

Li Hanhan was also wiping the white porcelain bowl in his hand in a trance, and his mind flew to the past. At that time, he was still attracted by the foam made by the detergent, and the whole kitchen cups and plates were messed up, whether it was the wall or his little face. It was full of white foam, if he was helping to wash the dishes, it would be more troublesome.

In the end, Papa An picked up the collar of his clothes and threw him out to play with An Mu.

How beautiful it was then...

"Hanhan, how have you been in London these past few months?" Mama An asked softly as she took the clean bowls and chopsticks from Li Hanhan.

Li Hanhan smiled slightly and nodded.

Mother An reached out and wiped the white foam that splashed onto the tip of Li Hanhan's nose and joked, "It's the same as when I was a child at this age, as long as I help wash the dishes, I will get foam all over my body."

Li Hanhan lowered his head and smiled subtly, seeming a little shy and embarrassed.

After a brief conversation, there was another silence.

When Li Hanhan handed the last cleaned white porcelain bowl to Mama An, he asked the question that he had always wanted to ask in his heart.

"Is Doctor Li Shengren my father?"

"boom!"

The white porcelain bowl fell off from Mama An's hand and fell to the ground and fell apart.