I'm Qin Zelun.

There have been many times when I have imagined if I hadn't carried the surname 'Qin' on my back.

One day when I was studying at a university abroad, I received a call from home. This call changed my life completely.

I gave up my studies abroad, lost my girlfriend for many years, and my father, whom I respected the most.

By the time I got back home, it was too late.

My father's body was placed in a dimly lit room in the hospital. Cold and no temperature.

I looked at this man who was standing in the conference room to make decisions even if he was sick, lying on the white bed at the moment, weak and breathless.

This is not what I remember my father to be. Nor should it be the way he left!

I hate those people, those who benefited my father in his life, and who pushed my father out when something happened; I hate people who usually get in and out of the way, but fall into a hole in a pinch...... Maybe I hated myself for not being able to stay by my father's side sooner and cover up a world for him.

Just like he did to me when I was a kid.

He said, "Aaron, be a man who stands up to the sky." ”

I'm sorry I didn't, father.

But it doesn't matter, what should come will always come. Life is still that long, and I'm going to make those people pay.

……

At that time, I was already in the business world.

Maybe it's because of the blessing of living abroad for many years, but too few people in this circle know me. I didn't deliberately change my name, I just kept a low profile.

I asked Beiyao to pick up a girl from the orphanage.

Chen Beiyao stood in front of me, holding a yellowed photograph in his hand.

The girl's face was yellow, and her clothes were crumpled and clearly out of proportion to her age.

"May, her name is May."

In May, the mountains are snowy, and there are no flowers but cold.

Chen Beiyao stared at the girl for a long time before setting off for that remote area.

I rubbed my chin and filtered through the information in my mind. That girl is the most qualified.

By the way, what should I prepare for her? I began to think about it, there should be no toys in the orphanage, maybe she is past that age and doesn't need it.

When I talked to a female ** about this, she smiled and said, "Girls, no matter what age they are, they like that kind of stuffed toys...... Hey, Qin Zelun, is there something wrong with you? ”

After returning to China, I never had a girlfriend again.

I smiled and didn't say a word, and brought back a bear when I went on a business trip abroad.

She really liked it. I could see that she was very happy, her eyes were shining, and she said to herself, "I'll give you a name, call me a." Aunt Chen told me about this, and she always told me about the rain regularly.

Well, she changed her name to Yuyu. The name May is taken from the poem, it is too bleak, and she is so beautiful and simple. I'll never forget the scene when she called me brother with a dumb melon. The drizzle was hazy, her eyelashes were dyed with fine rain, and her face was ruddy, much better than when she first came.

The sound is as moist as the rain, dripping in the hearts of people, and it is sweet.

I touched her head and said "Good rain".

At first glance, she does look a lot like that person.

I don't know when I started to get used to having such a person around me. When I came back from a business trip, I saw her sleeping on the sofa waiting for me to come back, and was woken up by a subtle voice, and she said happily with sleepy eyes: "Qin Zelun, you are back!" ”

The blanket fell from her knees, and she ran happily towards me in a knee-length thin nightgown that showed her snow-white calves. I grabbed her, afraid that she would fall out too hard.

She also had more flesh on her body, leaning on my arms, her hair was fragrant, she should have taken a bath.

As soon as I looked down, I saw the undulating curves of the loose neckline, pushed her away, and said, "You should call me brother." ”