After being proposed by a blind man, I married into a wealthy family

"You and Yixing are classmates?" In the evening, when He Yanhui was groping to put the dishes into the dishwasher, he mentioned it to Ling Su who was standing beside him.

Ling Su nodded: "Ah, yes, we met quite early."

Speaking of Yi Xing now, Ling Su felt that there seemed to be no waves left in his heart.

Yi Xing waved his sleeves without leaving a cloud behind, leaving only a headache for Ling Su.

"I was the one who chased him all the time." Ling Su lowered his head and recalled the memories, and there was no special meaning in his tone, "I lived in the same dormitory with him, and then I went to and from class with him, and occasionally gave He cooks something to eat."

He Yan, who was washing the dishes, tightened his hands and frowned slightly.

Ling Su even cooked for that person.

"But he didn't respond to me all the time, he was indifferent. Later, we went on a trip together in college, and he didn't respond when we slept in the same room." Ling Su comforted He Yan, "I think he should be straight Yes, it really doesn't interest me."

Although he said so, what Ling Su didn't tell He Yanhui was that after that, Yi Xing and Ling Su still kept the closest distance.

It seemed that before he found a girlfriend, he and Ling Su could continue to flirt naturally like this.

Ling Su tilted her head and pursed her mouth, and found that she couldn't figure it out when she looked back and thought about it carefully, how could she be so deeply involved at that time.

What are you doing so awkwardly, look how good our little swans are.

They are cute and clingy.

I like you just like you, and I will never leave you every minute.

But what he didn't know was that the "obedient and clever" He Yan next to him was holding a goblet in his hand, trying to estimate whether the glass of this thickness might be crushed by him.

——It is absolutely forbidden to cause trouble, and Ling Su will not be happy if it happens.

But what to do if you are angry.

He Yanhui suppressed the anger in his heart, lightly put down the cup that was said to be exquisitely made and not cheap, went to the side and grabbed a handful of wooden chopsticks in his hands.

The chopsticks were pinched by him, and they creaked and made a small protest.

"Actually, you don't have to care so much about Yi Xing." Ling Su couldn't help laughing when he saw He Yanhui standing alone in the corner frowning and sulking at himself.

"I'm not a person who will look back. I usually treat things, no matter how good they are, how much they like them, and how much they want them. After they are lost, they will never buy the same things again, let alone people." Ling Su was very calm, "Yes He himself doesn't like my first one, no matter what I say, it is impossible for me to try it a second time on him."

Ling Su seldom said such serious things, as soon as he said some words, he would feel that he was hypocritical.But he couldn't bear to see He Yanhui so worried, so he said it all after thinking about it.

"And I have you." When mentioning the present, Ling Su's voice became lighter, "You see, you are much prettier than Yi Xing, so I don't want him."

"Really?" The man's comparison made He Yanhui not even bother to think about what Ling Su said just now, but his eyes lit up for a moment, and he asked subconsciously.

What else in this world is more exciting than boasting about yourself?

nonexistent!

He Yanhui tried again in a low voice, complacent at the same time.

"Really, what did I lie to you for?" Ling Su continued to blow Mr. He's rainbow fart very cooperatively. Looking at his expression, it seemed that he was already very handy when sitting up for this matter, "When you grow up like you, I dare say If you go to the catwalk with Lao Guan, you don’t need to move even a single stop on the runway, and the clothes on your body will be sold out. With your looks and figure, you’d be handsome even in a sack.”

When He Yan heard the words, he even stopped what he was doing, and just stood by the dishwasher foolishly and smiled.

"Fool." Ling Su looked at his stupid look, couldn't help but raised his hand after washing his hands, smiled and bounced a few drops of cold water on He Yanhui's face.

He Yanhui was startled by the sudden interruption of his beautiful dream, his eyes widened and he was stunned for a long time, and he was undoubtedly ridiculed by Ling Su.

After reacting, he pursed his lips and was about to catch the water.

"Hey! Hey hey, you've made a foul!" Ling Su poked his head over and watched He Yan return to catch the water under the faucet with both hands seriously, put down the things in his hands and was about to run.

But who knew that with a flick of his hand back, He Yan directly blocked Ling Su who hadn't had time to accelerate with his arm, and locked him in his arms after pulling him back.

"What do you want?" Ling Su's voice trembled with laughter, "You can't use physical attacks on your honey."

Ling Su is very ticklish, usually he can jump three feet high whenever someone touches him.Sometimes when He Yanhui's mischievous thoughts come up, he will play with Ling Su's tickle, and he will not stop until Ling Su laughs until he has a mess with the two cats.

Ling Su and He Yanhui pushed and shoved each other, waving their hands vigorously while laughing so hard that they could hardly breathe.

After struggling for a long time without success, Ling Su officially gave up, half-hunched and squinted his eyes tightly, ready to wait for He Yan to recover himself.

But when he was ready to be attacked, Ling Su suddenly felt that his cheeks were flushed from laughing because of too much force, and he was attached to He Yanhui's icy and cold palm.

He Yanhui's hands are big, with well-defined joints, and his fingers are slender and slender. When he holds Ling Su's face, he can almost cover Ling Su's cheek in his palm.

"I don't want to be easy, and you are not allowed to miss him." He Yan lowered his head, held Ling Su's hot face, and left a light but solemn kiss on his forehead .

"As you said, I'm enough for you."

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On the third day after Ling's younger brother returned home, Ling Su's parents finally arrived home.

Ling Su's parents were in free love, and finally divorced when he was young due to various reasons, but the relationship between the two is very easy.

When Ling Su drove to pick them up, he heard them chatting casually in the back seat.

"I should have come back to take a look when your grandpa was injured, but I was too busy at that time." Papa Ling pushed his eyes, leaned forward and went to the front seat to talk to Ling Su, "It's hard for you to take care of grandpa."

"It's very easy to take care of him, all you need to do is make food." Ling Su joked, "The old man called me just yesterday, saying that in order to clean up the dust for you, let me welcome you at home with a pot of pepper chicken."

"It must be that I have seen greedy eyes recently." Ling Su's mother said with a smile, "The old man didn't like to drink these soups and waters before."

Ling Su thought of the way the old man complained every day when he was in the hospital, and couldn't help laughing: "Yeah, I don't know which tendon is stuck. But He Yanhui has always liked these things. If Grandpa Don't just leave it all to He Yan."

"Your little boyfriend is called He Yanhui?"

"Yes. The inkstone of the inkstone, return home."

Papa Ling rubbed his chin: "The name sounds nice."

The small gathering of Ling Su's family was undoubtedly set in Ling Su's small courtyard.

The camera on the tripod was shining to record the video, and it was standing among the growing bushes and flowers, quietly recording this rare moment.

When the two brothers Ling Su and Ling Li stood at the round table shaking the tablecloth, they always felt that the excitement at home felt like it had been a long time since.

"It's hard for you to live alone these years." After cleaning up, the younger brother put his hand on Ling Su's shoulder.

Ling Su didn't return to China until she was in middle school, so she doesn't know her relatives in China very well, and there are no more activities like visiting each other.Her closest relatives are all on the other side of the ocean, and Ling Su almost always came here all these years alone.

Ling Su looked at the people who were standing or sitting in the yard talking, and the corners of his eyes turned red when he laughed: "It's not hard."

Now with He Yanhui, it won't be like before.

"If conditions permit, you and Xiaohe can have a child in the future." Mother Ling, who was walking by with the dishes, heard the conversation between the two brothers, and turned around and said, "It's also very good to adopt a child of your own."

"That's right, give our family another lick, how lively it is." The younger brother grinned.

"Speaking of this." The grandfather who was listening to the radio with He Yanhui suddenly raised his head.

He Yanhui, who was sitting opposite, turned around politely.

"Xiao He, what does your family do, I haven't heard you mention it." Grandpa asked, "Why don't you ask them to come over for a meal together?"

He Yan was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect grandpa to ask this: "I"

"Before I lay in the same ward with you for so long, we were also curious." Grandpa Ling took a sip of the tea in the cup, "Is it because you have a bad relationship with your family?"

When he found out that Ling Su was in a relationship with Xiao He, Grandpa was actually the most worried.

Both Ling Su's parents are the type who don't meddle too much. They always feel that raising the child is an independent individual, and they don't interfere with all his choices.

But Grandpa Ling is a traditional Chinese patriarch, and he habitually wants to understand this child who looks too much but is single-minded about his silly grandson.

He Yan paused, and unconsciously rubbed his fingers on the cup: "I actually don't remember."

"What?" Grandpa stretched his neck forward, thinking he had heard it wrong, "What did you say but don't remember?"

There was a lot of movement here, and everyone in the yard turned their heads and noticed this side.

He Yanhui looked very calm, but the hand holding the cup was already shaking so hard.When he spoke, his deep and magnetic voice sounded a little dry: "I had some accidents. After I was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, I woke up and didn't remember anything."

"Nobody came to me or told me who sent me there, I didn't"

I have no family, I have no kinship, I have no friends.

He Yanhui originally wanted to continue, but he opened his mouth but couldn't make any sound anymore.

His family is Ling Su, his lover is Ling Su, and his friends are also Ling Su.

Ling Su was his home at all.

"It's all right, kid." Grandpa reached out and patted He Yanhui's shoulder, "It's okay."

The old child is obviously not used to such serious parental questions, and when he saw He Yanhui talking in a low voice with his head down, he couldn't bear to listen to him.

"When you arrive at our house, you don't have to leave."

"We will all be your family from now on."

The camera in the corner flickered quietly, and on the screen, everyone in the yard smiled affectionately.

There was a crescent moon in the sky, and the silver moonlight leaked sparsely through the bamboo leaves all over the ground.

He Yanhui raised his head, always feeling that he saw stars in the darkness.But a severe headache hit him in an instant, making him wake up in an instant.

He pinched his arm and tried his best to raise his usual gentle smile in the direction of his grandfather: "Thank you."

During this period of time, he seemed to be used to enduring such pain.

He Yan got up, and there was no difference in his steady steps, only his pale sweaty forehead and back of his neck were hidden in the dark night, which showed what this person was enduring.