Song Simin pondered: Xiaoxue probably doesn't know what happened in the morning, according to her temperament, you must know that Zhengyan once knelt down and pleaded for her, it is impossible not to mention it in front of her.

As for why he didn't let Qiao Muxue know about this, Song Simin probably had the answer in his heart.

Xiaoxue is right, he is really trying very hard to win his own approval, no matter how much he likes Xiaoxue, whether he wants to marry Xiaoxue, he wants to ask for her mother's consent, so he dares to let go of this qiē.

This kid has always been calm and neat in doing things, and he doesn't worry at all.

Song Simin sighed faintly, except that his mother and Xia Lingwei were sisters and had almost identical faces, she really couldn't find fault with this child. This made her discouraged, but also faintly felt a little pity.

Seeing her daughter's crying and wolf-like appearance, she hesitated and hesitated in her heart, and in the end, she still said reluctantly, "Xiaoxue, my mother promised you that she would not arrange a marriage for you casually in the future, and she would no longer treat Zhengyan harshly, but-"

Hearing the meaning of concession in her mother's words, Qiao Muxue immediately burst into tears, stretched out her hand, wiped the tears on her face indiscriminately, opened a pair of misty dark eyes, and asked expectantly, "Just what?" ”

Song Simin pondered carefully in his heart again before asking softly, "You also said just now, the knot between me and Zhengyan needs time to be resolved, and Zhengyan and I both need time to adapt to each other's new identities, so can you promise your mother one thing?" ”

Qiao Muxue saw that her mother wanted to speak and stopped, and frowned, "Mom, should you be, or insist that my brother and I must break up?" ”

Song Simin looked at her daughter's puzzled gaze, but stared deeply at her young and pretty little face, "Xiaoxue, remember that your mother once told you that before I wanted to marry your father, your grandmother once strongly opposed our marriage, right?" ”

Qiao Muxue's expression was in a trance, it was about when she was seven or eight years old, and she once asked her grandmother very dissatisfied, "Grandma, why are you so bad?" My dad is so good, why don't you agree with my mom marrying him? ”

Grandma said, "Little girl, what do you know?" Pity the hearts of parents all over the world! Of course, I want my daughter to have a good life, so I did this! ”

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When she was a child, she couldn't understand her grandmother's words, and she only felt that her father was very wronged in front of her grandmother. At this time, I heard my mother mention it again, but it seemed to be a different realm, a different heart?

She nodded slightly, "Yes." ”

Song Simin's expression was also a little trance, and his voice was light and fluttering, as if he had floated from a long distance, like a dream, "Xiaoxue, do you know?" Once, my mother also thought that being able to marry your father in this life was the happiest thing for me, and I would never regret my original choice.

However, until today, I don't know what a hasty decision I made! If I could have calmed down a little at the time; If I had gotten to know your father more closely; If we can be a little longer; If, I know, he has been hiding other women in his heart...... Perhaps, my marriage to your father will not come to this......"

Song Simin's tears flowed silently again, salty tears slipped into her mouth, the bitter and astringent taste, only she knew how unbearable it was!

Qiao Muxue hurriedly turned around, took out a few pieces of tissue paper, and wiped them for her mother-

Song Simin suddenly grabbed her hand, "Xiaoxue, mom doesn't have to want you to break up with Zhengyan, but after all, Zhengyan is more than ten years older than you, do you really know him completely?" During the gap in the relationship when you went to him, didn't he have another woman in his heart? ”

Song Simin looked deeply into her daughter's clear eyes,

"Xiaoxue, mom is indeed wrong, you shouldn't be prejudiced against Zhengyan, but mom doesn't want you to be hurt in the future, you know? Give mom a little more time, and also give you and Zhengyan a chance to choose again, at least, during the period when I divorced your father, keep a certain distance from Zhengyan, okay? If, by then, you can still stick to this original intention, then, my mother also promised you, no matter whether my heart knot is untied or not, I will let go and bless you and Zhengyan......"

Qiao Muxue was silent: her parents were both from the military, and the divorce procedures in the army were quite cumbersome, and it would take almost half a year at the earliest, and she didn't want her parents to divorce. However, is the relationship between her and her brother going to be stuck here?

Song Simin seemed to understand the hesitation in her daughter's eyes, and smiled gloomily, "Silly child, half a year - half a year at most, it will pass in one qiē......"

Qiao Muxue looked up in amazement, "Mom......" But she obviously felt that her father still had feelings for her mother, why did she have to go to the step of divorce?

However, the direction of things is not something she can control at all.

A month later......

Under the afterglow of the sunset, Song Simin looked at the home she once missed physically and mentally, and the familiar grass and trees made her feel quite emotional:

The original dark vermilion lacquer gate at the door was replaced by her with an iron-white intelligent digital stainless steel double door, full of muddy yards, paved into a clean and tidy cement road, and a garden was set aside, in which no precious flowers and plants were planted, all fresh vegetables from the four seasons, some of which she planted and some of whom he planted.

He loves to eat the food she cooks, so except for work reasons, he can't go to the kitchen and let him eat in the canteen, when he comes home, she almost always cooks with fresh and ready-made vegetables.

Watching him gulp down and eat with relish always makes her feel an indescribable sense of happiness in her heart.

But what is love? How can there be so much love in life? It's not that if you love it, you will reciprocate.

In the past days, there were so many memories, and the scenes passed in front of her eyes, like the row of holly trees in front of her, or the year when she had just moved to City A, Qiao Zhenshan deliberately went to find the saplings from the subordinates of the Propaganda Department, shoveled down a blank of soil, and buried them in the soil steadily, and stared at the guards every day to water, fertilize, and fight insects......

He said, "Simin, when these holly trees grow up, one by one, tall and luxuriant, we take Yingying for a walk under the trees, like we are back in the streets and alleys of G City?" ”

The holly tree is a kind of ring road tree that can be seen everywhere in G City, evergreen in all seasons, and in the summer and autumn seasons, the petals of the white flowers will drift to the ground with the wind, falling like white frost, cool and beautiful.

More than 10 years have passed, this kind of common tree suitable for growing in the southern region, finally, also in the perennial cold place of City A, has grown into a strong and lush green tree, the four seasons are swaying, the branches are sparse, the branches are dense, the tree shape is neat, it is a beautiful landscape full of green in the yard.

Yes, unconsciously, it has been more than 10 years since she came to this home, and there are too many things that have been changed, too much, even he and her, who she originally thought would never change, have become strange and alienated.

Retracting her gaze lingering among the flowers, she didn't hesitate for a second, raised her legs, and stepped out of the house that had recorded her more than ten years......

I didn't notice that in the dark corner of the wall, there were two men who were also unscrupulous and facing each other-for-tat......

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Late at night, noisy bars, enthusiastic stages, colorful and bizarre lights......

The man's slender and powerful fingers lifted and loosened the fastened neckline, and the breath in his thin lips was gently exhaled, but a rich and choking smell of perfume rushed to his face.

His eyes darkened for a moment, like a deep pool.

Raising his eyes, he glanced lightly at the woman in his arms: the woman who had wrapped around his sturdy waist was stunned, trembling slightly, almost seduced by the charming glance just now, she exuded a sense of longing, narrowed her eyes, couldn't help it, licked the arc of his jaw-

The woman's sticky lips and tongue seemed to sober him up overnight!!

Jiang Yuhua suddenly stretched out his hand, pinched the woman's sharpened chin tightly, and had a mocking sarcasm on his thin mouth, "You like me?" ”

The woman was pinched by him and her jaw hurt, I don't know if it was to appease him, or if she was really moved by a handsome man like him, she nodded busily, "I like ......"

After Jiang Yuhua heard this, he laughed out loud, and after a while, the laughter stopped, and the force of pinching the woman's jaw suddenly increased a little more, staring at her face with heavy makeup, and scolded contemptuously,

"Like? Because I'm a mature and promising man, do you like it? Can't you like me if I'm five years younger than you? Do you women really care so much about men's age? ”

Jiang Yuhua, whose eyes were red with alcohol, remembered what Qiao Zhenshan said to him in the military compound, and his eyes became even more terrifyingly red.

Throwing off the face of the woman in front of him, Jiang Yuhua couldn't help but roar, "Song Simin, what if I'm five years younger than you?" In my heart, the five years of salt you have eaten more than me have no meaning at all! I am taller than you, smarter than you, stronger than you, and know your good better than you...... Why can't you just like me? ”

Why can't you like me, why make me so sad, so sad that I drink in the bar until midnight, and my heart still throbs faintly, for you, for me, for the nearly forty wonderful times we have missed?

Sister, I'm 41 years old this year, how many years do you want me to wait for you? Sue me, do you have to wait until the day when a thousand sails are over and you are old?

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