In a luxurious western-style building, the beautiful garden is full of exotic flowers and plants, and under the chic trellis, a middle-aged man sits in a wheelchair, his slightly sickly face is raised, and his cloudy eyes are staring at the misty sky, as if thinking about something.

Dalena walked in slowly with Pei Junhao, Pei Junhao felt that his feet were filled with mercury, and every step he took was extremely heavy. When Dalena spoke of this miracle, his heart was tugged at and hung in the air.

Looking at the raised face of the middle-aged man under the flower stand, his heart twitched violently, and the bloody scene of more than ten years ago resurfaced in his mind, and his heart trembled uncontrollably.

He thought he had handled the wound well, but the torn heart, how to put it together, how to heal it, there were always some wounds there that could not be healed, and when he faced the stimulation again, the wound was ruthlessly torn again, and red blood flowed out.

He couldn't see the once handsome face, but that face was deeply seared in his wounded heart, even though he no longer had the commanding spirit of the past, looking sick and lifeless, but the high, god-like momentum and mockery and contempt for his mother's humble behavior were tightly wrapped around his brain like a demon's tight spell.

He doesn't know what kind of posture and mood he should take to face him, and the hatred of the heavens can be banished into a cloud with his death, so how to face the enemy who lives in front of you? and this enemy is about to become your father-in-law.

Hate or forgive, glaring angrily or laughing at grudge?

It's not that I'm not mentally prepared, but I always have a hint of luck, because I don't want to take love for the truth and take this luck, there are not so many coincidences in the world, and there are even fewer miracles.

When he rolled off the cliff, he could not have been rescued by Dalena, who loved outdoor activities, and even if he was rescued, it was impossible for him to survive well, and he was successfully rescued by Dalena's father, a medical expert.

There was no such coincidence in the world, he repeatedly admonished himself, but Dalena said that his daughter's name was Mu Zhihan, and when she heard that he introduced her to Mu Zhihan, she was frightened, and so coincidentally, the person she treated turned out to be the father of a woman who loved someone with her.

Pei Junhao was even more hesitant, although he was silent on the surface, he still had a frenzy in his heart, he was alive, his enemy was still alive, and he was looking for his daughter Mu Zhihan - his fiancée.

He didn't tell Zhihan because he hadn't figured out how to deal with him, did he take his enemies home and share the joy of family with them, or did he leave him alone?

What about Zhihan? And the future mother-in-law? How will they deal with themselves in the middle? Understand his painful experience, or will they not be able to let go of their family?

All this is unknown.

There is only one thing he knows very well, let him call him father-in-law with a smile as if nothing happened, he would rather die!

There is a kind of hatred that is a seed, planted deep in the heart, and once there is a suitable soil for growth, it will sprout and take root, and grow vigorous branches and leaves.

Pei Junhao believes that what Mu Pinwen planted in his heart is such a seed, when he learned that he was still alive, it began to grow and sprout in his heart, and the root was actually planted deep in the scarred heart that he had been torn apart.

"Hao, aren't you happy that your future father-in-law is still alive?" Dalena noticed that his expression had been complicated since she told him that she had saved a Chinese man named Mu Pinwen, but she could be sure that he was unhappy because he had not shown the slightest surprise the whole time.

"Dalena, there are some things you don't understand. ”

He looked at the man with his face upturned from afar, like a curious child facing the mysterious universe, his expression focused, completely losing the violence and strength of the past.

His steps grew heavier and slower, until he was too slow to take a single step.

"Dalena, I can't go see him right now. He finally decided to stop, from the time Dalena told him to the present, he wanted to prove that this person was not him, although he knew that it was him, he still had to see it to be believing, but he didn't make up his mind how to face it.

When he saw him, he didn't have the courage to walk over, because he was afraid that he would drag him out of his wheelchair and tear him apart.

But now he can't, because of Zhihan, he can't.

"Okay, when are you going to pick him up? His leg will only recover in three months at most, and although he may not be as flexible as before, he will have no problem walking slowly. ”

"I'll come and pick him up until he can walk, but until then, please don't let Zhihan know about it, thank you, Dalena. ”

"Hao, everything is as you say. Dalena didn't ask why, but agreed very readily, and there was no hobby of Oriental people to explore people's privacy.

Mu Zhihan was still at Chu Binxuan's house, Pei Junhao went to Chu Binxuan's house to pick her up, and visited Hua Zhengfeng, Chu Binxuan and Shi Keqian by the way.

As soon as Hua Zhengfeng came back, he locked himself in the new room with Li Xianjing, and was alone in a daze at the wedding photos, all day, without eating, drinking, or taking a step out of the room.

Chu Binxuan and Shi Keqian didn't dare to disturb him for a while, for fear of touching his heart even more, but they were worried that people would collapse if they continued like this, so they tried to persuade their father to come out, even if they took a sip of water, but Hua Zhengfeng was unmoved, and seemed to have become a god, and the tea did not enter.

Mu Zhihan volunteered to do Hua Zhengfeng's ideological work, and Chu Binxuan had no better way, so she had to try.

"Uncle, I'm Zhihan, I have something to say to you. Mu Zhihan knocked on the door and said.

Hua Zhengfeng was immersed in grief, he didn't want to talk to anyone, all he wanted was to have a two-person world with his Xian, but Mu Zhihan came from afar, and he had no reason to refuse, so he had to open the door.

"Uncle, you and your aunt are so well photographed, you look at your aunt, in such a poor physical condition, they are all so beautiful, so good spirits. Mu Zhihan didn't look at Hua Zhengfeng's haggard face, but looked at the large wedding photos on the wall, and praised him sincerely.

"Yes, she has delicate facial features and elegant temperament, although she is sick, she can still make people see her stunning beauty at a glance. Hua Zhengfeng stared at his wife in the photo, showing a rare smile, at this time, all he wanted to talk about was his wife.

"Uncle, how much your aunt loves you. ”

"She paid for her life to love me, and if it weren't for the long-term depression and negative emotions, she wouldn't have gotten this disease. Speaking of the past, Hua Zhengfeng was full of pain.

"Uncle, can you tell me your story? Although Binxuan has mentioned it before, after all, you are the person concerned, and I really want to hear you tell your poignant and touching love story in person. ”

Hua Zhengfeng took a deep breath and said gently, "Child, do you really want to hear it?"

Mu Zhihan nodded seriously, "Bin Xuan told me something, I was very moved by my aunt's greatness, for the sake of her lover, she endured all the pain alone. ”

"Let me tell you carefully, if you don't dislike me as an old man, listen to me tell me how we met, how we knew each other and loved each other, you will know what kind of strange woman she is with knowledge and wisdom, beauty and kindness. ”

Hua Zhengfeng was completely immersed in the past, and talked to Mu Zhihan about the romantic and bumpy love process of a high-spirited teenager and a beautiful and moving girl more than 20 years ago.

The past was like a shot in the arm into the body of a sick man, and he immediately regained his astonishing vitality, his face glowed with a red glow like that of a teenager, and those sweet or sad experiences flew out of his mouth, like countless colorful butterflies, shaking their charming wings, and flying in the room.

Mu Zhihan could deeply feel his obsession and guilt with his lover, Mu Zhihan listened to it, and was also immersed in this touching story, and couldn't help but shed tears.

"Uncle, aunt and uncle really love you very, very much, everything she does is just to make you happy. ”

"I know, but she doesn't know, without her, even if I get the whole world, I am not happy. He said bitterly.

"I know, but uncle, aunt wants you to be happy, she wants you to be happy, and if you're not happy, she'll think she's not done well enough, she'll be sad, you know, she's so in love with you. ”

Trying to restrain her sadness, Mu Zhihan began to cut to the chase.

"How sad it must be for my aunt to see that you are not thinking about tea and dinner now, and closing yourself. She is under Jiuquan, and she has to worry about your uncle, she must be very uneasy on Huangquan Road. ”

Hua Zhengfeng looked up at Li Xianjing in the photo, as if he understood something.

"Thank you, Zhihan, you are right, Xian Jing has paid her life for me, if I don't cherish myself, isn't it in vain to waste her life's hard work? ”

"I want to help Binxuan take care of his career, and then I can leave with peace of mind and go to Xianjing. ”

"Uncle, you've been hungry all day, eat something. ”

"Child, I want to eat sugar porridge, this is the food that your aunt ate in her last days, and I miss tasting sugar porridge with her. He choked up.

"Auntie will be happy to know that you are eating sugar porridge. Mu Zhihan was sad and happy.

As soon as Chu Binxuan and Shi Keqian heard that their father was finally willing to eat, they hurriedly cooked sugar porridge by themselves.

When Pei Junhao came, Hua Zhengfeng finally walked out of the room, holding a bowl of sugar porridge to see things and think about people.

"Jun Hao, you're here, can Dalena help her with the matter of asking you for help?"