Adoption relationship

"Hehe, it's okay. My son is so old. He knows how to take care of himself." Zhang Jianan shook his head. He knew that Han Xiyue thought Xiang Weiding was only a few years old. Of course, this was the result of his misleading.

Han Xiyue saw Zhang Jian'an's words so decisively, and thought that maybe Zhang Jian'an usually taught the children well!So parents don't need to worry much, but thinking about it, Han Xiyue still had to ask again: "Is it really okay for a child to be alone at home at a certain age?"

"Of course nothing will happen. It's not that I'm not going home, but I'm going home a few hours late. He has always been able to take good care of himself." Zhang Jianan shook his head.

"Oh, I'm worried that you, a father, won't treat your child well." Han Xiyue said softly.

When mentioning his own children, Zhang Jian'an looked satisfied, and said: "My son has been smart and capable since he was a child, and my daughter followed her mother, so I can only come to Juju every summer vacation. I used to go to work every day, and my son took his sister with me. Don't even worry about it."

"Then the relationship between their siblings is very good?" Han Xiyue asked.

"Hehe, they have a very good relationship, so good that it's almost nothing for me to be a father. My daughter is closer to her brother than my father, and now I can't control her. My daughter just listens to her brother. words." Zhang Jianan sighed helplessly.

"Is it because you are too gentle, so you have no prestige in front of the children?" Han Xiyue looked at him and smiled.

"Gentle? How can I be gentle as a big man." Zhang Jianan laughed, he never felt that he could be described as gentle.

Han Xiyue looked at Zhang Jian'an with half-closed eyes, pursed her lips and smiled, and sighed: "Women can be gentle, and men can be very gentle, and...a gentle man is very charming."

Zhang Jian'an smiled faintly at Han Xiyue's gaze, but didn't answer.

Without Qingqing and Meng Da, the atmosphere between Zhang Jian'an and Han Xiyue is very quiet. You ask and answer, occasionally silent, and occasionally think of something to chat with, but it doesn't feel dull. Instead, there is a kind of harmony that should be so feel.

The two chatted while walking, and found a hot-boiled mutton restaurant for dinner at six o'clock, and came out at 07:30 after eating, and Zhang Jianan sent Han Xiyue home.

Zhang Jianan was a little anxious to go home, so he was about to stop the car when he came out. Han Xiyue held him back and said, "This is very close to where I live, so I don't need to take a taxi. You can walk with me for a while! Just treat it as a snack."

Thinking of Xiang Weiding at home, Zhang Jian'an's meal of boiled mutton was so tasteless that he was only half full, and he saw that Han Xiyue also ate very little, so did the two of them still need to digest food?

However, Han Xiyue said so.Naturally, Zhang Jian'an would not refute on such trivial matters. He felt that Han Xiyue might have something to say, so he nodded and walked with Han Xiyue.

They hadn't known each other for a long time, and this was the first time Zhang Jianan sent Han Xiyue home, so he didn't know where Han Xiyue lived, so he just followed Han Xiyue.The two of them didn't talk much along the way, Zhang Jian'an didn't know what to say, but Han Xiyue was thinking about what to say.

"When we arrive, I will live upstairs." Han Xiyue stopped and pointed to the house next to her.

"Oh, it's not too far away." Zhang Jianan looked around and said, "The environment here is not bad."

"It's just average. Please stay with me all afternoon. Your son is still at home. You can go back!" Han Xiyue said goodbye, but did not turn around and went upstairs, watching Zhang Jian'an with her eyes.

"It's getting late, you... go upstairs! I'm going home too." Zhang Jianan took out his phone to check the time.

"Well, it's getting late." Han Xiyue looked up at the night sky and said, "It's getting dark." But she still didn't move.

"Uh... is there anything else?" Han Xiyue didn't take the initiative to ask, so Zhang Jianan had no choice but to ask.

"Where's the birthday present?" Han Xiyue suddenly stretched out her hand in front of Zhang Jianan.He tilted his head and looked at him.

"Ah, a gift?" Zhang Jianan was taken aback. He didn't know that today was Han Xiyue's birthday, so naturally he didn't prepare anything. gift!

"Girls have only one 27th birthday in their life, so naturally they need gifts." Han Xiyue showed a rare mischievous look on her face.

Zhang Jian'an muttered to himself, every birthday, every year, every day is the only one in life, so every day should be a gift...I think so, but Zhang Jian'an can't afford to give gifts, so he said straightforwardly: " Well, what do you want, what gift do you like, I will buy it tomorrow, and I will give it to you one day later."

"What do you want? What do you like?" Han Xiyue lowered her head and repeated softly, tapping her chin with her right index finger. After more than ten seconds, she raised her head to look at Zhang Jian'an intently, and asked, "What do you think of me? "

"This..." Zhang Jian'an was stunned for a while, thought about it, and said carefully: "You are very good, you are all good, young, capable, and energetic..."

Han Xiyue saw Zhang Jianan frowning, looking like he was thinking hard about a difficult problem, and laughed "pupu".It took a long time to stop laughing, and said seriously: "I'm asking what do you think of me, a person, not what you think of me and Qingqing, what I want to know is what you think of me personally."

Having been picked so clearly, Zhang Jian'an is really distressed now, scratching his head, thinking about it, and said: "You are only 27 years old today, young, capable, and energetic..." As he was speaking, Han Xiyue glared at him fiercely. Hastily said: "Uh, of course, you have a good personality, a good appearance, and are very good in all aspects." Seeing that Han Xiyue's expression changed for the better, she added in a low voice: "It's very nice to know you and become friends. good."

"Friends? Just friends? Do you think I'm the same as Qingqing and Mengda?" Han Xiyue asked immediately.

Facing Han Xiyue's aggressive attitude, Zhang Jian'an really didn't know how to answer.Since Han Xiyue would ask this question, she naturally hoped to get a different answer.But at this moment, in Zhang Jian'an's mind, the three of them were friends with him in the same way.

I can’t say the comforting words of “you are different”, but I also can’t say the truth of “of course you are the same”, because today is Han Xiyue’s birthday after all, and Zhang Jianan doesn’t want her to be different on her birthday. happy.

"Why, isn't it easy to answer?" Han Xiyue saw that Zhang Jian'an remained silent for a long time.

"Hehe, Qingqing is Qingqing, Mengda is Mengda, and you are you. The three of you are naturally different, but we are all friends." Zhang Jianan vaguely tried to pass the test.

"I usually see how sincere and honest you are. Why are you pretending to be confused now?" Han Xiyue said with some dissatisfaction.

"...It's getting late, I have to go back, you should go upstairs too!" Zhang Jian'an said to him.

"Wait, Jian'an, we've known each other for a long time, I just want to know what you think of me." Han Xiyue stopped him.

"Alas..." Zhang Jian'an sighed, finally looked at Han Xiyue squarely, and said, "Xiyue, you are obsessed with my opinion...what are you doing?"

"Today is my birthday. I'm 27 years old. I'm not young anymore." Han Xiyue sighed quietly, then thought of something and smiled lightly, and said, "Didn't you ask me what I want? I'm not a single person , I don't even want to be a leftover woman, so a girl my age naturally wants a husband who loves her and a warm home."

"This... If you want such a gift, I can't give it to you." Zhang Jianan shook his head.

"Zhang Jian'an, male, 36 years old, divorced, living with his son, opened a small bookstore, gentle personality, simple interpersonal relationship, warm and tolerant when waiting for others, and always used to put himself in others' shoes." Han Xi Yue suddenly said such a series of words, then looked into Zhang Jianan's eyes, and said seriously: "This is the impression you gave me, I think you are very suitable for me."

"I have been married and divorced, and I still have a son to raise, I think..." Zhang Jianan was about to say that he was not suitable, but Han Xiyue interrupted his unspoken words.

"It doesn't matter if you have been divorced. Divorce is normal in this society now. I don't mind if you have a son. Besides, if we are together, I won't drag you down, because my income is good, and your son will I will treat him as my own, and I will accompany you to raise him slowly." Han Xiyue said it affectionately, and she had thought about these words carefully.

As an adult, as a mature woman, what 27-year-old Han Xiyue is looking for is a home, a haven, a place to stop when she is tired, and someone to be by her side when she needs comfort. A shoulder for her to lean on.

Love, a fairy tale for adults.

When considering marriage, what is needed is not strong love, but the compatibility of the two parties' personalities, and the consideration is how far two people can go together.It is better to have feelings, but good feelings without love are actually enough.

Han Xiyue didn't say she liked Zhang Jian'an, let alone love, because she didn't love him at all. She just observed and known him for a long time, and felt that Zhang Jian'an was the most suitable person for her to marry and form a relationship with. As for the family members, she believed in her eyes, and then grasped them decisively.

"First of all, I have to thank you, thank you for your kindness." Zhang Jianan expressed his thanks sincerely.

He could barely be considered a rich man, but Han Xiyue didn't know that Zhang Jian'an in front of Han Xiyue was just an unattractive man with a son who was a few years old. He had no car and had a bookstore. For rent, Han Xiyue didn't even know whether Zhang Jianan was making money or losing money by opening the store, but Han Xiyue was able to seriously say that she was willing to accompany him to raise the child, which moved Zhang Jianan very much.

"However, Xiyue, we have only known each other for a few months, and we don't know each other that well. Maybe I am not as good as you think, and I am so much older than you. With your conditions, you can find someone who is better than you." I am a man dozens of times stronger." Zhang Jianan's last words were putting himself in the position of a friend to persuade Han Xiyue.

(You can read it as you like, I write it at will, I want to end it countless times in one breath, good and bad, please keep it in your stomach for the time being, don’t hit me, just attack at will after it’s over)