sexual root

, carried it on his shoulders and walked to the lounge, as calm as his own home, "Save some strength, and call again later."

The lounge door is closed...

Cheng Huan burst into tears.

Pei Qingjun, you black-bellied bastard, I won't let you go.

Someone is elated.

Well, I hope you don't let me go!

In the elegant coffee shop, the beautiful melody of the piano flows out from the player's fingertips like water, and there are couples whispering everywhere.

The tall man pushed the door open and entered, his unhidden elite temperament attracted many people's attention.Not paying attention to the eyes of others, the man looked around, and a man not far away was getting up to greet him.

"Mr. Han, this way..."

Taking his seat calmly and freely, Han Kaixiu looked at the man who made the anonymous phone call calmly.

After a waiter came to order and left, the man took out a file bag from his briefcase, "Mr. Han, I took the liberty of asking you out today, just to give you these things."

Han Kaixiu is no stranger to this kind of situation, the time in his eyes is dim, "What is this?"

A little embarrassed, the man opened the bag himself, "Some things I accidentally photographed, I think it is necessary for Mr. Han to..."

With just a glimpse, Han Kaixiu frowned, "What do you want?"

The man hastily waved his hand and defended, "Don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else. I took these photos inadvertently, and I hesitated... Later, I learned a lot about Mr. Han from the news. I just wanted to come to you, but because you were admitted to the hospital, it has been delayed until now."

Without further ado, the shiny gold card was placed on the table, and Han Kaixiu's voice was very cold, "No matter what your intention is, this money is to thank you for taking these photos, which is very important to me. In addition, you Whether it will be sent to the media or not doesn't mean anything to me, it's up to you."

"You really misunderstood me." The man hurriedly pushed the card back, "I once thought about publishing it, but then you moved me and stopped my dirty thoughts. The photos are beautiful, yours Emotions are also very beautiful. I am very glad that I can freeze your happy moments with my own hands. I feel sorry for the car accident on New Year’s Eve that year, and I feel that this beauty should be preserved. One of them, I think, is the most beautiful, so I zoomed in and made it I got the picture frame and I give it to you."

A large photo wrapped in a cloth curtain appeared in front of Han Kaixiu's eyes. With just one glance, Han Kaixiu's tears rushed out and slapped on that smiling bright face.

On the lonely street, their world can't accommodate others, and they only have each other in their eyes; snowflakes swirl around them, accompaniment to them with beautiful movements.

Grass root's eyes are very bright, and the breath in the smile is more charming than snowflakes.

It is often said that time can kill many things!

In fact, they are all lies.

For more than a year, the grass roots have never disappeared from his heart. He misses him more and more day by day. His smiling eyes seem to be within reach. When he wants to hug him, he finds that everything is just a flower in water.

The quiet sky is like the smiling face of the grass roots.

Han Kaixiu looked up, not letting the tears flow down.

Wife, I miss you so much, you know?

(11 Fresh Coins) (Birth) 147 Enmity and Enmity Scatter with the Wind

That CD records all the grassroots, and Han Kaixiu regards it as a treasure.As long as he has time, he will point to the grassroots to teach Dabao and Erbao to recognize people. He wants them to firmly remember the grassroots and the man who gave birth to them and loved them.

I will never forget it forever!

"...horse...horse..." Er Bao hugged a photo, rubbing and rubbing.

Mother Zhang hugged the second baby and kissed her hard, "It's great, my second baby can also talk."

The first thing Dabao said was Dad, but the second treasure was Han Kaixiu's mother who taught her. Although he couldn't pronounce the words clearly, it was enough to make Han Kaixiu go crazy with joy.

The photo full of Erbao's saliva was rescued by Han Kaixiu. He pointed to the photo hanging in a prominent place in the living room, and coaxed Erbao, "Baby, tell Dad obediently, what is this called?"

Grinning his lips showing his red and white teeth, Er Bao grabbed Han Kaixiu's finger as a pacifier and gnawed, "Horse..."

"What a good girl!" Han Kaixiu was as happy as a child, lifting Er Bao over his head, and kept circling around.

"Hehe..." Xiaorou was tossed up and down in the air, and Erbao was so happy that he couldn't stop laughing.

While Nian Yu was sitting and concentrating on reading, she would raise her head to look at the two happy little guys from time to time, and seemed to be looking at other things through them.

Last spring, Wei Yiran sent Nianyu to a famous school for his children after careful screening among many prestigious schools. He knew that the grassroots had always hoped that Nianyu could enter the school.

Not only Wei Yiran remembers the grassroots exhortations and wishes, but also remembers the same sentence in his heart.Zhang Ma is getting old, he will help with housework, play with Dabao and Erbao, and rush to do everything within his ability.

On the surface, it looks like he is no different from before. In fact, whether it is Han Kaixiu or Zhang Ma, who has bad eyesight, they can feel that after that New Year's Eve, Nianyu has been silent a lot.

For several nights, Han Kaixiu saw Nianyu crying silently facing the dark night sky alone.

Indulging in the boundless night, feeling the cold eroding his heart, Han Kaixiu stared at the smiling grass roots on the wall, "Honey, Nianyu is still a child, we should think more about him, shouldn't we?"

Just like before, the grassroots responded to him with a silent smile, and Han Kaixiu's warm kiss was on his cold lips, "Good wife, husband knows you will understand."

The mind is clear, everything is in silence.

In the 24-hour Qing Bar, since most people go to work during the day, the Qing Bar at this time is a bit more elegant than at night; Sitting on the small stage by the door is a delicate young girl, singing softly, like a yellow warbler coming out of the valley.

"Have you really decided?"

After drinking Wei Yiran's full bottle of wine in one gulp, Han Kaixiu nodded, "Nianyu's life needs to start again, he is still young."

"It's up to you to decide. I won't say anything, just remember to visit the grassroots often. I believe he has been looking forward to you."

"Grassroots will always be with me, and our hearts are connected. Wei Yiran, thank you, thank you for giving the grassroots such a deep and sincere friendship. He must have seen everything you do."

The former rival in love, now the friend, after so many things, there is no gap between them, and some are just infinite memories of the man who left.

The two wine glasses collided in the air, "Cheers, I won't get drunk today."

Wei Yiran swallowed dryly, and Han Kaixiu smiled helplessly, "I want to get drunk too, and when I'm drunk, I won't think so much, and it won't be so painful. There is no way, there are three children in the family, and the elderly Zhang Ma, I must Stay awake."

"Are you planning to end the car accident?"

A very old song was being sung on the stage, and the young girl's clear voice could not sing that kind of nostalgic emotion, and Han Kaixiu inexplicably released a wave of depression.

"If it were someone else, it wouldn't be a pity to die by a thousand cuts, but... I can't let the grassroots hate me!" He was afraid that when he came underground, the grassroots still refused to see him, "Give me a cigarette!"

"Grassroots hate the smell of cigarettes. Since you quit, quit to the end." A lunatic who uses cigarettes to relieve his worries.

Without reluctance, Han Kaixiu listened to the girl singing...

"...Love so much that you can't love, love so much that it must eventually fall apart, and the flowers will eventually become empty..." He muttered the lyrics, "Is this really the case? People who love each other will eventually be separated... it really will be like this ?"

Wei Yiran sneered, "Master Han, would you believe in these love songs to coax little girls? How ridiculous!"

"You don't understand!"

"How can I not understand, it hurts only if I understand too much!" Wei Yiran pointed at the heart stimulated by alcohol, a little dazed, "You are just one step ahead of me in this life, and I will not give you this in the next life." Opportunity, you know, I have always buried my feelings for the grassroots in my heart, and I will fight you to the end in the next life!"

The ice cubes hit the glass, making a slight shattering sound, and Han Kaixiu's thoughts swayed with the light yellow color, "You are not only one step late, you are always late. The grassroots will only be my wife, He has promised me life after life, and our relationship will never change."

Squinting his eyes slightly, Wei Yiran was in a daze, "Han Kaixiu, you're just richer than me, why should you take over all the good things? Why can't God see my heart for grassroots? Why..." He lay on the table and murmured.

The deeper the love, the deeper the pain. Losing the root of the grass, he tasted the feeling that life is worse than death. How many people can understand the heart-wrenching pain?

Without making a sound, Han Kaixiu took a small sip of the wine in his glass.

Like Wei Yiran, he was also drunk.

heart, drunk!

In the main residence of the Han family, Grandpa Han and Grandma Han are looking forward to it.Grandma Han directed the servants to clean up, she was so harsh to the point of faultfinding; Grandpa Han put on a new shirt and was already waiting at the gate.

Today is a good day.

After Han Kaixiu left the hospital, he didn't contact his family anymore. The two elderly people wanted to see their little great-grandson, but they were also rejected. It can't be said that Han Kaixiu was unreasonable. They knew better than anyone that their grandson's heart was broken by them.

Suddenly received a phone call from Han Kaixiu saying that he would go home today, the two elderly people who were over half a century old wept with joy, and they almost didn't want to tie red belts and twist yangko to celebrate the reunion.

There was the sound of a car outside the door, and Grandma Han called happily, "Old man, hurry up...Xiu'er and the others are back."

With this roar, everyone rushed to the door, stretched their necks and waited to see Han Kaixiu's sons and daughters.

Han Kaixiu got out of the car and stood in the courtyard