Saying goodbye to step two, it was almost three o'clock in the morning.

"It's time to rest, Xiaoxiao?"

"Are you tired?"

"No, I want to be quiet. ”

"Ah, who is Jingjing?" asked Xiaoxiao in surprise.

"Hah, I've watched too many online dramas? I said I wanted to be quiet for a while. ”

Murong Xiao blushed a lot.

"You're leaving tomorrow, I want to be by your side for a while, and I'll be quiet and don't say a word. ”

"Go back to the hospital, old place!" Qiu Han said.

"Uh-huh, good!"

"Brother Han, your world is wonderful!"

"Yes, but there is too much helplessness. ”

The two of them spoke to each other without oil or salt. It was not far away, but it was soon there, and I went up to the 28th floor and sat down in the old place.

Still by the window. Qiu Han didn't say a word, took out his mobile phone and dialed a call, he wanted to see if Zi Yuyan's mobile phone could get through?

"Toot, toot, toot......" Listening to the sound of connecting from the microphone, Qiu Han was a little nervous, he didn't know if Zi Yuyan would answer his call?

The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered, and when he dialed it again, there was still no answer, and Qiu Han was ready to give up and stop calling.

"Dial one more, Brother Han, maybe she will answer this call!"

Dial it again, and after three rings, Zi Yuyan's voice came from the opposite side: "Are you okay?"

"Well, where are you?" Qiu Han stood up excitedly.

"Don't ask, and don't look for me again. ”

"Why?"

"Don't ask why, you have to be good yourself, remember not to try to find me again!"

The "drop" call was directly hung up by Zi Yuyan.

Qiu Han stood on the spot, looking at the phone in his hand, he was unwilling. Dial it again, it was cut off after two rings, and then dialed it to shut down directly. When the last glimmer of hope was shattered, Qiu Han couldn't hold back any longer, tears flowed down, and he silently asked himself why she was so ruthless and why her heart became so hard......

Murong Xiao looked at everything in front of him, he didn't understand why Zi Yuyan was so ruthless, but she could feel the pain of the man in front of her, it was very real, very deep, his love, persistence, reliability, and a little domineering. She looked at Qiu Han, stepped forward and hugged her again, she wanted to use her arms to warm this man, even if it was just a little bit of pain for him, even if it was just a little.

Qiu Han was just let Murong Xiao hold him. The left hand is naturally downward, and the right hand is still holding the phone. His heart hurts, and he really needs a warm embrace, but he understands that he can't hug Xiaoxiao, his emotional world is already in chaos, and he doesn't want to hurt another person. The emotional debt is too tired, too tired, and he will also be hurt!

"Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao, let's sit down, don't you still want to listen to my story and her?" Qiu Han couldn't find this statement again.

Murong Xiao let go of Qiu Han, nodded and sat down, Qiu Han looked at this kind girl, shook his head, sighed, and opened his mouth......

I remember that we held hands and returned to the humble hut, romantic, warm and happy, here is the most beautiful beginning of our love......

Cuong later went to live in the antique city, and occasionally we would meet together to surf the Internet, play ball, and have a little drink. Ah Feng said his blessing before parting due to the transfer of the construction site. Uncle Lei next door often makes fun of me, but I know it's his blessing.

Zi Yuyan will clean up the house every day, wash and stack the clothes, buy vegetables and wait for me to come home to cook, and she will wash the dishes.

In the middle, we went to the place where she worked and met the godfather and godmother. Godmother is a very warm and simple woman, godfather is hospitable, I like me very much, after a back and forth, we often go to his place to be a guest, chatting.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival in 03, I took my beloved back to my hometown to meet my parents.

In a remote mountain village, the home environment is very poor, with green tile roofs, white-faced brick walls, mud painted walls, and muddy floors, which are exceptionally clean under the care of my mother.

My mother knew that I was going to take my daughter-in-law home, so she couldn't keep her mouth shut, cleaned the house where I lived, and replaced it with a new bed, bedding and cotton wool (it will be cold to sleep at night during the Mid-Autumn Festival in the mountains, and the climate is low), which should be one of the happiest times in my mother's life.

My father went to the town to buy groceries, and he was so busy that he didn't say anything, but I could feel that he was moved (why was it moved? I was rarely obedient when I was studying, which made him angry, and basically got to the point where I didn't want to care about me anymore).

The family is surrounded by four walls, and it feels good and apprehensive to bring a beautiful woman home, I understand that what he loves me has nothing to do with the environment, but the family conditions make me somewhat worried.

When I first met my parents, she was still shy, didn't talk much, and was knowledgeable. I stayed in my hometown for a few days, and every day we were with us, and she would often help my mother with things and talk to my mother.

After that, she followed me and called my dad and mom, and I clearly remember that the moment she called my mom, there were tears in the corners of my mom's eyes, and I knew that these were tears of happiness that moved me.

The new daughter-in-law in the countryside will always come to the door, there will always be a lot of rules, the elders of the uncle, the elder brothers, sisters, sisters-in-law and aunts will come to take a look, and the younger generations will keep serving tea and water, seeing her tirelessly busy, listening to the praise of the elders, my heart has been melted again and again, what is more happy than marrying a kind and sensible girl as a wife?

In front of the gate, we planted the osmanthus tree with our own hands...... Now it's the size of a bowl.

The night before parting, my mother called me to her room, and Qian Ding Lingwan said: "Treat the girl well, girl? This is the first time I have heard my mother say this, and I know that my mother wants to say that she is only 10 months less pregnant, and she should be treated as her own.

The work in the city was not finished yet, and the work needed to be delivered, so we returned to Jiangcheng.