Back at Su's house, Su Qiao went to see Su Yongguo first, and saw that the old man was taking a nap, so he closed the door lightly and went back to his room.

Yang Liyuan was not at home.

Su Qiao met Sister Lin who came out of the storage room in the aisle.

"At noon, there was an accident in the company, Sanshao was injured, and the old lady received a call and hurriedly asked the driver to send her to the hospital." Sister Lin sighed: "The old lady didn't dare to tell the chairman, for fear that the chairman would not be able to stand it, and I didn't know if Sanshao was seriously injured." Ti"

Sister Lin has worked in the Su family for many years, and it is inevitable that she has feelings for the people in this family.

Su Qiao didn't say that she had been to the hospital, but said: "I haven't called back yet, so there shouldn't be a big problem." ”

Sister Lin couldn't rest assured, but she could only nod: "I hope so." ”

Closing the door, Su Qiao hung the bag on the back of the chair in front of the desk, and was just about to turn around and take off the knitted sweater, but the afterglow caught a glimpse of the solid wood hanger hanging on the windowsill.

A men's handkerchief with a blue check, gently swaying in the slightly drunken wind.

Thinking that he had made a big deal about the matter between the two, Su Qiao couldn't soothe the pimple in her heart, she reached out and pulled the handkerchief, opened the desk drawer and threw it in.

At about 4 o'clock in the afternoon, Su Qiao woke up from a nap, perhaps because of the injury on his forehead, and the whole person was a little top-heavy.

Stand in front of a full-length mirror.

Su Qiao picked up the bangs that he had cut at the barber shop on the way back, and there was a bruise and lump on the left corner of his forehead.

After applying the medicine, she flicked her bangs and made sure she couldn't see the lump before opening the door and going downstairs.

went to the kitchen to get water to drink, and Sister Lin was standing in front of the sink to wash vegetables.

Sister Lin's face was no longer sad for the afternoon, she saw Su Qiao come in, and asked, "Are you awake?" ”

"Hmm." Su Qiao smiled, took a sip of warm boiled water, and noticed that there were a lot of fresh fish, meat and vegetables on the counter.

"Lao Li just called, Sanshao and they will also come back tonight, they should stay at home for a few days, and they will wait for the film in the hospital at this time."

Su Yanting's external injuries were not serious, and Mrs. Su was afraid that the injuries would be inside, so she asked the doctor to prescribe a full body examination for her son.

Seeing that Sister Lin had to choose vegetables and take care of the casserole on the stove, she couldn't be busy alone, Su Qiao took the initiative to say, "I'll wash the dishes." ”

When Mrs. Su and the others came back, Su Qiao had just brought the soup to the table.

Su Yongguo's body has almost recovered, he can go downstairs to eat, and when he learned that there was an employee dispute in the company, fortunately, there was a false alarm, his frowning brows were loosened, and he said to Su Yanting: "Don't go to the company these days, put aside the things at hand, and rest at home." ”

At this time, Yuan Qing suddenly said in surprise: "Buckwheat, what's the matter with your forehead?" ”

Su Yanting turned his head and looked at Su Qiao who was sitting opposite him with dark eyes.

Su Qiao knew that the bruise on the corner of her forehead had been discovered, and she felt that everyone's eyes were on her, she smiled slightly, and said lightly: "I was thinking about things while walking, and I accidentally hit a telephone pole." ”

"Did you go to the hospital?" Su Yongguo asked her with concern.

"I went, and the doctor said that I could just wipe the medicine for a few days."

After dinner, Su Yongguo called Su Yanting back to the room together, and he had something to say.

Yuan Qing accompanied Mrs. Su to watch TV and chat in the living room, Mrs. Su has three daughters-in-law, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that she likes her daughter-in-law the most, in fact, it is not surprising, Yuan Qing is beautiful, has a good personality, and no matter how picky her mother-in-law, she can coax people into laughter.

There was an accident at home today, and as a junior, Su Qiao couldn't put down his job and went upstairs.

She didn't want to stay in the living room, so she simply hid in the kitchen under the pretext of helping.

When washing the dishes, Su Qiao suddenly felt like a mang on his back, and when he turned his head, he saw Yuan Qing standing at the door at some point.

Yuan Qing was staring at herself in a daze, and Su Qiao called her: "Sister Yuan Qing? ”

Although Yuan Qing has been married to Su Yanting for three years, she still asked Su Qian to call her sister in private and explain in her words, but the difference is 6 years old, and calling her aunt is too old-fashioned, and she directly calls her old. When she said this, Yuan Qing was leaning on Su Yanting's body to trim her toenails, and after she finished speaking, she turned around and asked Su Yanting: "I asked Buckwheat to call me sister, do you think I'm taking advantage of Buckwheat?" ”

Su Yanting smiled without saying a word, he held a remote control in his hand, a light blue V-neck shirt, beige slacks, and a leisurely overlap of long legs.

That day, Su Qiao left his apartment, and the whole person seemed absent-minded.

Yuan Qing lived with him.

Su Qiao walked on the streets of London with an umbrella, and the fine rain flew into the bottom of the umbrella, wetting her clothes, but only this message swirled in her mind.

When she went back that day, Su Qiao had a high fever, and when she recovered, they had already discussed the marriage date.

……

Yuan Qing was recalled by Su Qiao's voice, she quickly adjusted the expression on her face, walked over, and smiled gently: "Do you want me to help?" ”

"No, it's pretty much there."

Su Qian also pulled out a smile and continued to bow her head and do the work at hand.

Yuan Qing looked sideways at Su Qiaojiao's good facial features, her eyes slowly fell to Su Qiao's lower abdomen, she didn't know what she was thinking, and after a while she spoke: "Buckwheat, I'm pregnant." ”

"......" Su Qiao's hand stopped.

"I found out this morning, I am three and a half weeks pregnant, and I haven't had time to tell Yan Ting."

Su Qiao only felt a buzz in her brain, and her consciousness was temporarily empty, but soon, she found her voice back: "Really? ”

Her tone sounded happy for them.

Yuan Qing had the joy of being a mother on her face, she put her hand on her still flat abdomen: "The little guy came too suddenly, I haven't been mentally prepared yet, your uncle was injured today, I just came out of the maternity hospital when I received the call, I'm not afraid of your jokes, I was weak in my legs at that time, and I sat directly at the gate of the house." ”

Su Qiao wanted to say something comforting, but her throat seemed to be choked by a hand, and she couldn't make a sound.

"Fortunately, your uncle is fine, otherwise what should I do with the child?"

As she spoke, Yuan Qing raised her beautiful eyes as dazzling as stars, and she pulled Su Qiao's wet hand: "Buckwheat, in this family, you are the only one I can speak, I have always regarded you as my own sister, can you keep the pregnancy secret for me first, I want to surprise your uncle." ”

Su Qian nodded, and heard his dry voice: "Okay." ”

Yuan Qing took the cut fruit platter and went out first.

In the kitchen, only Su Qiao was left.

She looked down at the sparkling water in the sink, her eyes were blank, and she heard her own rapid heartbeat, and her brain seemed to rust and stutter, and she couldn't turn around.

At night, Su Qiao sat at her desk, still digesting the message that Yuan Qing conveyed to her.

He has children.

Su Qiao's eyes gradually moistened, and when she noticed her gaffe, she immediately raised her head and forced back her tears.

She took a deep breath to steady herself as she began to mess up.

He has been married for three years, his husband and wife are affectionate, and it is normal to have children.

Three years ago, she had imagined the picture of him and Yuan Qing's children and grandchildren around her knees, but when it came true, she found that she couldn't accept it calmly.

After proofreading the translation, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

Su Qiao hugged her pajamas and went to take a shower, 20 minutes later, she wiped her hair and came out of the bathroom, when she passed the study, the light leaking from under the crack in the door fell at her feet, she thought who had used the study and forgot to turn off the light, pushed the door open and went in, but saw a slender figure lying on the sofa.

Su Yanting fell asleep.

He was still wearing the same shirt and trousers as he was during the day, his eyes were closed on the back of his right hand, and there was a design drawing spread out on the tea table.

Retracting his gaze from the picture, Su Qiao turned his head to look at the man on the sofa.

It's already cold at night in October.

She quietly exited the study and came back, already with an extra blanket in her hand.

Su Qiao gently covered Su Yanting's body, she didn't leave immediately, because her eyes were attracted by the gauze around his neck, Uncle Cao said it was not serious, but a bloody scene appeared in her mind, and then she remembered that this was not something she should worry about, and was about to get up, but her wrist was grabbed heavily.

"Buckwheat."

Su Yanting heard himself shouting in his sleep, and woke up in shock, and what caught his eye was Su Qiao's real face.

His chest rose and fell a little widely, he looked down at the blanket on his body, understood what was going on, let go of Su Qiao's hand, and said in a dumb voice: "Why haven't you slept yet?" ”

"Just finished work." Su Qiao stood up straight.

Su Yanting raised his eyes, his gaze fixed on her face, and suddenly asked, "Does it still hurt?" ”

Su Qiao was stunned for a moment, realizing that he was pointing to the injury on her forehead, she instinctively raised her hand and touched it, and then shook her head.

The study was immersed in a quiet atmosphere.

"I'll go back to my room first." Su Qiao spoke.

Su Yanting nodded and did not stop.

Under the dim light, his handsome face was slightly pale, and his melancholy temperament was even stronger.

Su Qiao glanced back at him at the door, and then closed the door to the study.

Lying in bed at night, Su Qiao's mood gradually broadened, there are some things that cannot be found, she has encountered them, since she has not gotten them, she should not be forced anymore, she has never intended to destroy anything.

Sleepless nights.

The next day, Su Qiao didn't stay at Su's house, and on the way to the newspaper, she received a call from Aunt Qin-

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