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Chapter 403 - Rainy Days Are Best For Crying

An Qiyu was still hesitant to tell Chu Ci the truth about her life experience directly, so she decided to ask Chu Ci out first.

After Fu Heng solicited Chu Ci's opinion, he reluctantly agreed.

Mu Xiuchen hasn't been playing with Mianmian these days.

Mianmian didn't mention it.

On this day, Mianmian was sitting in the living room painting, and when Chu Ci brought her fruit, she muttered: "Your Uncle Mu hasn't shown up in the past few days." ”

Mianmian smeared on the canvas with an oil paint pen: "Uncle Mu said that he was going abroad for a while. ”

"Oh!"

Chu Ci took a sip of water and didn't say much.

She doesn't have a good impression of Mu Xiuchen, but she won't die of old age.

Mianmian painted the house and said, "He must have gone to find Aunt Mu." ”

Chu Ci almost didn't squirt out a mouthful of water: "What did he say?"

"I guess. Mianmian said seriously: "He said that he was going abroad to find someone, then I guess he must be looking for Aunt Mu!"

Chu Ci didn't speak.

She crouched down and looked at the paintings: "What are you drawing!"

"I drew a big house where our family of four lived, and cute, mom. ”

Chu Ci glanced at it and praised: "It's so good." ”

Mianmian has artistic talent, and has learned painting and piano well.

Although Chu Ci has no intention of comparing his children with other people's children, he still hopes that his own children can be versatile.

Mianmian took down the painted paper, pointed to another one and said, "This is for Xia Zhiwei, her mother gave birth to a little sister to her the day before yesterday." ”

This should be a friend she met in kindergarten.

Mianmian counted with her fingers: "There are four people in our family, and there are also four people in Xia Zhiwei's family, mother, I also want a little sister." ”

She has a lot of beautiful clothes, and then she has a lot of beautiful dolls, and no one shares them, so she wants a sister so that she can play with her.

Chu Ci covered her face: "Little sister can't have it if you want it." ”

Mianmian blinked her eyes and was a little confused: "Can't you buy one back?"

Chu Ci smiled: "Little sister didn't buy it!"

"How did that come about. ”

Chu Ci pursed her lips: "In the future, when my mother has a little sister, you will know." ”

Although Fu Heng only mentioned it casually, Chu Ci calmed down and thought about it, she is now twenty-eight years old, which is not considered an advanced maternal age, but for her, it is still quite difficult to have a child.

The horrific experience of hemorrhage when she first gave birth to buns is still deeply imprinted in her mind, and she is still a little scared.

But Fu Heng is right about one thing, if Mianmian chooses to return to Mu Xiuchen in the future, the little padded jacket around him is gone, and if Baozi forgets his mother if he has a daughter-in-law in the future, it will be quite pitiful to think about.

So Chu Ci thought about it and put the second child plan on the agenda.

She was discharged from the hospital in mid-July and stayed at home for more than a month, and now the time has entered September.

On the day An Qiyu asked her out, it was still raining a little, and Chu Ci went to the cemetery with a bunch of petty chrysanthemums and saw that An Qiyu was already standing in front of Chu Tianhua's tombstone.

She was dressed in a long black dress, and her expression was solemn and serious.

Chu Ci walked over, put the white chrysanthemum in front of Chu Tianhua's tombstone, and said softly, "Mrs. An." ”

An Qiyu's eyes were full of tears: "I'm sorry for him, I'm really sorry for him." ”

Chu Ci didn't know why, and was stunned for a while and said, "Mrs. An?"

"If I had been able to come back sooner, your father would not have been on a dead end. ”

She thought that she could give up that relationship and never regret it in the future, but in fact, after so many years, she still couldn't rest assured.

Chu Tianhua was her first love, although she was very poor and poor at that time, she was very happy.

But she was still not satisfied, thinking that she would only be happier if she got fame and fortune.

Chu Ci didn't know how to comfort her, so she had to say: "Dad, he was forced by someone at that time, and he had to make such a choice as a last resort, so you don't have to blame yourself too much." ”

An Qiyu's face was sad that could not be concealed.

Finally, she took out a handkerchief and wiped her tears, and the two of them stood silently in front of the tombstone.

The autumn rain is dripping.

Year after year passed.

Some of those who have passed away will never come back.

On the other side of the cemetery, Sheng Xuan, dressed in a black trench coat, silently watched the people over there, and he didn't step forward to disturb him.

Lin Xi said that it would be good for him to watch from a distance and not to bother again.

He didn't dare to appear in front of Chu Ci rashly, for fear of stimulating Chu Ci, he couldn't afford the consequences.

I don't know how long I waited, but after Chu Ci and An Qiyu left, Sheng Xuan walked to the tombstone.

He offered the flowers he brought, then bent his knees and knelt in front of Chu Tianhua's tombstone.

The autumn rain mixed with the cold wind fell on his hair, face, and shoulders.

"Dad, am I wrong?"

Chu Tianhua is a gentle and elegant person, and he never uses fists and feet to educate children, but will reason with them and make them understand things.

He is also like this, gentle and polite, so he can quickly accumulate so many contacts, even Fu Mingchuan is a pivotal figure in the business world, and he praises Chu Tianhua.

It's a pity that Sheng Xuan didn't learn any of his style of doing things.

The autumn rain fell, and no one answered.

Sheng Xuan covered her face and knelt in front of the tombstone, her eyes were hot and moist: "She doesn't want to see me now, she runs away when she sees me, and I don't dare to meet her, I don't want to disturb, but I can't let go." ”

Sometimes, he just resents God's unfairness, and he also resents the stupid things his biological father did back then.

If those things hadn't happened, he would still be the little master of the Sheng family, enjoying an incomparably noble life.

But by mistake, he was adopted by the Chu family.

In that period of ignorance, Chu Ci has always been taking care of him, without maternal love, in the long run, the original family affection in his heart has changed a little.

But the education he received since he was a child made him have to suppress his feelings.

In the end, it slowly turned into a deformed love.

Sheng Xuan has been talking to himself, because no one has seen it, so his tears are unbridled.

It is said that it is best to cry on a rainy day, because you can easily explain that it is the rain falling into tears.

Sheng Xuan hadn't cried for a long time, so long that he thought he would never shed tears in his life, but in the end, Chu Ci's words were like a sharp knife that pierced into the deepest part of his heart mercilessly.

"Dad, if only you were alive. ”

In that case, he and Chu Ci would not become what they are now.

In the past, when he quarreled with Chu Ci and Chu Tianhua would adjust it, although many times it was Chu Ci's fault, but most of the time he pulled down his face to apologize.

At that time, Chu Ci was a little princess, the kind that was held up to the sky.

But now, their relationship has collapsed to such an extent that he wants to pull down his face to apologize, and there is no chance.

This morning, Sheng Xuan came from City A, and there was supposed to be a board meeting in the morning, but he directly pushed it down.

Sheng Zhongyao was very angry, and no one answered the phone.

Later, Lin Suxin told him that today was Chu Tianhua's death day, and he went back to Yicheng.

Sheng Zhongyao slowly calmed down his anger at this time.

In Sheng Xuan's heart, this biological father can't compare to his adoptive father for 10,000 points, after all, he was exiled at the beginning, and it was caused by Sheng Zhongyao, and at that time, he stood up for Sheng Minghuan and got into a big incident, but Sheng Zhongyao ignored him in order to protect Mingzhe, and directly wanted to let him cannon fodder.

Driving back to Xinghe Villa, Sheng Xuan opened the door but saw Lin Xi cleaning up in his home, she saw Sheng Xuan coming back wet, and hurriedly said, "I'll get you a towel." ”

Sheng Xuan took her towel and said lightly, "Why are you here?"

Lin Xi bit his lip and was a little shy: "Didn't you say that I can live here in the future?"

"Did I say that?" Sheng Xuan didn't seem to care, "Forget." ”

Lin Xi's eyes suddenly turned red, and she bit her lip to prevent her tears from flowing.

Sure enough, what a man says in bed is the easiest to forget.

She stood there a little helpless, and finally sniffed: "I'll go and make a bowl of ginger tea for you." ”

Sheng Xuan's words are particularly hurtful many times, and I don't know whether it is intentional or unintentional, but such a gentle and casual sentence is like a sharp knife that stabs you in the heart accurately, making you so painful that you can't breathe for a while.

Lin Xi has been by his side for a while, and she actually knows more about him than she does about herself, and knows that he speaks hurtfully, but at that time she didn't care so much about it now.

Once a woman dedicates her body, after having the imprint of this man, she feels that she is his person, and he should be good to herself, after all, it is her precious first time.

But Sheng Xuan told her lightly that she had forgotten, she didn't remember.

When cutting ginger in the kitchen, I don't know if it's because the ginger is too spicy, so Lin Xi's tears keep flowing, and his eyes are blurry, and he can't see anything clearly.

She suddenly felt that she was very cheap, and posted it when he needed comfort the most, thinking that she could keep the clouds open and see the moon, but now the fact is that people don't take her seriously at all.

Maybe it's just like his previous girlfriends, it's completely used to relieve loneliness, and if it doesn't suit his wishes, he kicks it off.

Lin Xi can be exquisite in the shopping mall and has strong wrists, but in the love field, she is still a complete novice. Ignorant, I don't know what means to use at all, and the only thing I can use is my own true heart.

But I met Sheng Xuan, a man who never disdained the sincerity of others.

But no matter what, ginger tea still has to be boiled.

When the ginger tea was boiled, Sheng Xuan took a bath, and he lay on the big bed in the master bedroom with his eyes closed.

Lin Xi walked over, his voice was soft, very gentle: "Drink some ginger tea to prevent colds." ”

Sheng Xuan's eyes didn't even open, and he pulled the corners of his lips and smiled: "Guess who I saw today?"