Half a lifetime of flowers, half a lifetime of dreams

"Daddy, you're awake." Seeing Ling Qi opened her eyes, You Huan was relieved, and a little joy appeared on her little face.

Ling Qi was supported by You Huan and sat up, frowning into a "Chuan" word: "Huan'er, where is Mo Baichang?"

"He went to get you breakfast." You Huan could see that his father was not in a good mood, so he sat on the edge of the bed and held Ling Qi's hand, "Don't be upset, Daddy, Huan'er will always be with you Around."

"Thank you." Ling Qi leaned halfway on the pillow, feeling bitter in her heart. Huan'er is still so sensible and well-behaved. She should have grown up after not seeing her for a long time, but she couldn't see her. on the eyes.

How could the hero in her heart become like this now? A sense of sadness welled up in You Huan's heart, but she couldn't cry. She had grown up and wanted to be her father's strongest backing. He clenched his hands a little bit: "Daddy, let's go out and relax."

"Okay." Ling Qi's brows eased a little. He has been well protected by Mohe these days, and he has no time to be alone. Ask about something from the past.

You Huan brought a coat to put on for Ling Qi, her hair-tying skills were much better than Mo He's, and the same simple ponytail gave Ling Qi a different temperament, making her look a bit more chic.After dressing up, You Huan helped Ling Qi out of the house. This small courtyard used to be Qian Shangxue's residence, but now it has become You Huan's residence. There are many flowers and plants planted in the yard. It is late autumn but the flowers are still there Although Ling Qi couldn't see it, she could smell a faint fragrance.

The air in the morning was also exceptionally fresh, Ling Qi's mood also eased a lot, and the melancholy just now disappeared from his face. Inadvertently, he whispered to You Huan: "Huan'er, is the Mo Mei on the top of the cloud still there?"

You Huan was silent for a moment, with a dignified expression, and it took a long time before she slowly said: "It's gone long ago, and our home is also destroyed." Her eyes were full of sadness, she scanned Ling Qi's face, and saw that Ling Qi had stretched out. His eyebrows frowned again, and You Huan hurriedly said, "Don't worry, Daddy, later Huan'er found another plant, and it has already been planted in the same place."

Seeing a smile on Ling Qi's face, You Huan was relieved. She knew that the plum tree had an unusual meaning to her father, so she finally found another one after a lot of hard work. When I went to see it in the sky, the seedling had already grown into a small tree, and it might bloom this year.

"Huan'er, thank you. Daddy has been ashamed of you all these years." This little girl has been likable since she was a child. Ling Qi has never given her anything before, and now she feels even more guilty.

"Daddy, Huan'er likes you the most." The little girl was not as tall as Ling Qi's shoulders, and tried her best to tiptoe to leave a sweet kiss on Ling Qi's face.

Ling Qi was taken aback, time seemed to go back to the past, a half-grown little girl was playing in the stream with bare feet, Mo He was sitting leisurely under the tree, Ling Qi was also sitting beside Mo He, gently turning her head Leaning on his shoulder.

"Daddy, these flowers are for you." Xiao Youhuan held a large bouquet of wild flowers and ran to his side cheerfully, "Huan'er likes Daddy the most." You Huan hugged Ling Qi and kissed him with her small mouth face.

Ling Qi didn't speak, her face was full of smiles, pamperingly rubbing You Huan's flushed face, probably every father who loves his children deeply will be like this.

"Don't Huan'er like me?" Mo He pulled Xiao Youhuan up from Ling Qi's body, and looked at her with a smirk.

The little girl had her waist in her waist and her mouth was pouting. The word "hate" was clearly written on that little face: "If A Chang treats Daddy well, I will like you." The appearance of this little girl protecting her daddy is really Very cute.

Mo He scratched her little nose, snatched the flowers from Ling Qi's hand casually, and made them into two garlands, one big and one small. Little Youhuan had never seen such a beautiful thing before. His eyes stared at the wreath, "Ah Chang, what is this?"

Mo He put the bigger one on Ling Qi's head: "Does it look good?"

"It's beautiful!" Xiao Youhuan was completely attracted by this, and she didn't want to leave her eyes for a moment, "Can you give that to me?"

"Want? Unless you say, Mo Baichang is the best person in the world." Mo He held up the wreath, smiling in a wretched way.

"Mo Baichang is the best person in the world." Xiao Youhuan deliberately raised her voice, and then grabbed Mo He's arm, "Give it to me now."

"Good!" Satisfied, Mo He put the wreath on You Huan's head. The little girl was so happy that she immediately ran to the stream to make fun of her.

Ling Qi folded her arms around her chest, pulled off the wreath on her head, and closed her eyes: "Boring."

"Daddy, what are you thinking?" You Huan looked at Ling Qi who was suddenly in a daze, feeling a little worried.

In the dark, he could no longer touch You Huan's small face like before, Ling Qi once again felt his powerlessness, You Huan seemed to understand Ling Qi's difficulty, took Ling Qi's hand and placed it on the On his own face: "Daddy, the darkness is not scary, the scary thing is that you don't want to face it. Don't forget that we are by your side."

Ling Qi felt warm in his heart. He has liked the word "family" very much since before. Fortunately, you are by his side. Ling Qi rubbed You Huan's face, and a smile finally appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Huan'er, don't go to see me again." Let's go somewhere."

After leaving the small courtyard, the two heard the sound of arguing, Ling Qi didn't want to meddle in this nosy business, but You Huan said first: "Daddy, it's Uncle and Uncle Xiaohong." Her tone was obviously very worried , and no longer asked for Ling Qi's consent, he took Ling Qi and walked over privately.

The two stopped in front of a room, and Ling Qi stopped: "Isn't it good to disturb them at this time?"

"It's okay, let's go outside and listen to what's going on." You Huan dragged Ling Qi to the door quietly, and secretly put his ear on the door.

"Chenchen, do you know that I have walked the Naihe bridge three times and drank three bowls of Mengpo soup, but I just can't forget you." The speaker was very hurt, but Ling Qi could tell from his voice This person is Hong Yu, from his name, presumably the other person is the one who folded the fan for him that night, but he didn't expect that person to be You Huan's uncle "Qian Mo Chen".

"Then drink a few more bowls, and you will be reborn." Qian Mochen's tone was very heartless, leaving no room for the other party at all.

"Chen Chen, are you really so unfeeling? I'm not afraid of you hurting me, but it hurts me because you reject me again and again." As she spoke, Hong Yu stroked her left chest, "Here, my heart, it Really hurts."

"You are dead, you have no heart." Qian Mo Chen's tone was still cold and decisive, and his face was full of disgust.

"Yeah, I don't have a heart anymore, but why does my chest still hurt?" Hong Yu looked sad, and rushed over, her slender knuckles stroked Qian Mo Chen's chest, "Chen Chen, don't you feel pain here?" ?"

"No, Hong Yu, you are a man, and so am I, we are destined not to be together." These words undoubtedly dealt a heavy blow to Hong Yu, he pursed his lips, his eyes were a little lost.

Hong Yu looked at Qian Mo Chen and sneered, and murmured: "What's wrong with men? I'm so beautiful, can't I compare to those women?"

Qian Mochen clenched his teeth, and the words were almost squeezed out: "No matter how beautiful you are, you are not a woman!"

Hong Yu sighed, unwilling to be stimulated like this any more, opened the door, saw the two people at the door were startled for a moment, but then left without looking back.

Qian Mo Chen slumped on the chair, his chest heaved uncontrollably, and two lines of tears also slid down his cheeks: "I'm sorry Hong Yu, I lied, mine will really hurt here." Qian Mo Chen covered it chest, "Actually, you are much prettier than those women."

"Uncle, Uncle Xiaohong is gone, don't you go after him?" You Huan helped Ling Qi into the house, Qian Mochen raised his head and looked at the two, feeling more and more bitter in his heart, he was sorry for Hong Yu, he always walked Don't take that step.

"You guys sit down." Qian Mochen was very troubled and had no time to greet them.

"Huan'er, let's go out." Ling Qi didn't want to get involved in other people's affairs, so she dragged You Huan to go out.

Qian Mochen looked at Ling Qi and became even more annoyed. He rubbed his hair irritably: "Ye Wang, you should wait here and wait for Elder Mo to pick you up."

Ling Qi's mind was very sensitive, and she suddenly asked: "Your Highness, do you know something?"

"I know all your crap." Qian Mochen clasped his hands together, and his tone was still domineering, "That's why I don't want to follow in your footsteps."

"What's wrong with Daddy and Ah Chang, haven't they always been very affectionate?" You Huan looked at her uncle, who had always had a good temper, but whenever he met Uncle Xiaohong, he couldn't help getting angry, and even implicated others. You Huan was afraid that if he was unhappy, he would take his anger out on Daddy.

"Then you have to ask Mohe."

"Your Highness, what do you want to ask me?" At this moment Mo He came over, he walked into the room and helped Ling Qi up, "Xiao Qi, let's go back!

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