Milky little wolf dog

Chapter 128

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Yu Xinghe was silent.

Really inappropriate.

My uncle is a patient, and his physical condition has deteriorated today, so she can't rush to make trouble today.

Yu Xinghe hugged Xu Ran tightly: "Whoa, my teacher Mengmeng, don't worry, I will definitely give you a title."

Xu Ran was amused by her pretentious exaggeration: "What title do you want? The name and photo on the marriage certificate are not fake."

Yu Xinghe kissed her, and was really reluctant for her to leave, but Xu Ran was the one who made up his mind and pushed her out of the room.

When he got home, Qin Shizhuo was closing his eyes, leaning back on the sofa, and raised his eyelids when he heard the voice: "Are you asking for leave with your boss again?"

"Lawyer Zhang was going to give me half a day off. Uncle, do you want to go to the hospital now?"

Qin Shizhuo closed his eyes again, and said impatiently: "I don't want to go, I'm at home. I hate the smell of disinfectant in the hospital."

Just as Jiang Qing poured water out of the kitchen, she couldn't help but say to him: "Listen to what you're talking about. Like a child, you have to go to the doctor when you get sick. Whatever you say is annoying or not."

As Jiang Qing talked, she couldn't help crying, covering her mouth and crying, her pale cheeks couldn't hide her haggard look.

Qin Shizhuo immediately opened his eyes, and looked at her with helplessness and pity. Since his illness, the hardest and saddest thing was his wife, so he compromised: "Go later, go later, don't cry. "

Yu Xinghe accompanied Jiang Qing and sent Qin Shizhuo to the hospital, but the elderly in the family also needed someone to take care of her. She returned home at night, just in time to meet her grandfather.

Grandpa was away on a business trip some time ago, and the atmosphere at home was not so dull. Yu Xinghe didn't expect him to come back at this time, and was about to go back to his room, but was stopped: "Look."

Yu Xinghe hesitantly took a stack of letters from him, looked down, and saw her mother's handwriting on the envelope, it should be the letter she sent home back then.

The author has something to say: Sweet until the end ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Chapter 84

When Yu Xinghe returned to his room, the first thing he did was to open WeChat and start a video. The picture was blurry at first, but then became clear.

The woman appears to be sitting on a couch, holding a silver computer, wearing a pair of headphones, and wearing her pajamas.

"At the hotel this afternoon?"

"It's cold, and you're not here, so I don't want to go out."

"Remember to bring your computer with you at all times. If you don't know, you may think you are on a business trip."

The woman finally turned off the computer, raised her eyes to look, her voice was a little hoarse: "Otherwise?"

Yu Xinghe pursed his lips in dissatisfaction: "Did you tell me before that it was the high-speed train tomorrow morning?"

Xu Ran picked up her long hair and hummed lightly.

"Shall I take you?"

"No, you can stay at home."

On this point, they have a tacit understanding and never want to send each other away.

Yu Xinghe remembered that there were still a bunch of letters that he hadn't read, and he was still a little curious, so he hung up the video.

Just after hanging up the video, there is a new message.

She said, otherwise, should I miss you all day long?

Ah, the old man!

Yu Xinghe clutched his chest, it turned out that she was not good at sweet talk, she just never said it in person.

Yu Xinghe gave her a circling emoji, then lay down on the bed to read the letter.

These letters looked a little old, the corners were wrinkled, the paper was yellow, and it looked like the envelope had been opened not long ago.

Yu Xinghe looked at each letter.

From the beginning, when the mother decided to follow the father, she wrote a heart letter to the family, saying that her heart was rock-solid and could not be changed. Then when they had a child, because they were born at night, they saw thousands of stars and the Milky Way hanging upside down outside the window. So I named the little girl Xinghe.

Later, the girl grew up, and everything about her was recorded in each letter.

She is Xuenen, cute and sweet-mouthed, and she can clearly distinguish sister, aunt and grandma at the age of three;

She is the most likable, and she is not afraid of strangers, but once she is carried near the station by others, she will start crying and want to go back;

She is a glutton who loves sweets, she has lost many teeth...

These details are just a glimpse in the long river of time, but they are written down by such gentle brushwork and engraved in time.

Yu Xinghe watched, tears wet his eyelashes.

Later, the content of the letter was more about trivial matters in life, because Yu Yanzhi was ill.Qin Peiyao took care of him in the hospital, but she couldn't care about her daughter, so she sent her to her mother.In almost every letter, she asks how high Xinghe has been recently, is she unhappy, and what is she doing.Every word and stroke is a mother's trickle of love for her child.

Later, when Yu Yanzhi recovered from a serious illness, she finally brought back her daughter, but the girl was in her sensitive youth, her temper was no longer as lively as she was when she was a child, but a little depressed, until the family went to a small town to facilitate Yu Yanzhi's recuperation , the girl's temperament became lively again day by day.Especially when a young girl came from behind. She stayed in school as a teacher and became friends with the girl.

Seeing this, Yu Xinghe's hand holding the letter paper trembled slightly involuntarily.

She had remembered that time for so many years, and when she saw it under her mother's words for the first time, she couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

She looked at it, but her pretty brows could not help but frown.It turned out that my mother had already noticed...she liked her.

But she never said it, probably because she couldn't bear to hurt the girl's delicate and fragile feelings, so she only accompanied her gently and carefully.

It turned out that she knew everything.It's just that she was a little worried, because of the age gap between the two, and because of the unequal relationship between minors and adults in this relationship, but she never said it, because she believed in her daughter, and also believed that she was younger than herself. ten year old friend.

Yu Xinghe's eyes were sore again.

The last letter has arrived.

The time was the summer of the year my parents died.

In midsummer, the cicadas were singing endlessly, but her words were still as gentle and quiet as ever.

She said that since that person left, Xinghe's mood had been depressed for a long time, and it gradually got better recently.But she knows her daughter well, and she can see the childish firmness in her eyes.

Perhaps, the age gap and unequal relationship she worries about are just superfluous worries.

If in the future, they meet again under the same sky, I hope they can love freely.

Under the same sky, love freely.

Yu Xinghe looked at these words and was in a daze for a long time. His fingertips gradually moved over the line of words, and with a tick, tears fell on the paper. Buried his cheek in the letter paper.

It turned out that she knew everything.

It turned out that the mother who had been dead for many years had been watching her, hoping that her daughter could love freely.

Yu Xinghe was afraid that his tears would blur the words on the letter, so he quickly wiped it with his backhand, and then carefully put the letter back into the envelope. After wiping away his tears, he calmed down and knocked on the door of the old man's room.

It was Grandpa who opened the door for her.

There was only one wall lamp on in their room, it was a bit dark, the old man's cheeks were half hidden in the shadow, his eyes were a little cloudy, his tall hooked nose still looked a bit fierce, and he was still as taciturn as ever.

But what was strange was that Yu Xinghe suddenly no longer feared him, and suddenly felt that the old man in front of him was a clay figurine with a mortal body, no matter how tough he looked, his heart was actually soft.

The two froze at the door without speaking. The old man wanted to ask her what she was doing here, but seeing her red eyes, he held back from asking.

"Is it Xinghe?" Grandma's voice came from the room.

Yu Xinghe smiled at his grandfather, and acted like a baby to him in a rare way: "Grandpa, I'll just talk to grandma, and I won't disturb your rest."