He An sat quietly on the chair, she was wearing a beige down jacket she bought a few years ago, with a fluffy collar around her cheeks, lining her skin more and more fair, her facial features were exquisite, and her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He Jianfang looked at her, and unconsciously became a little distracted.

He An'an looked a little like her when she was a child, especially the indifferent look between her eyebrows and eyes and the dark night sky-colored pupils, which were exactly the same as her.

With the passage of time, He An'an slowly faded away from the heroic charm, his long black hair hung down, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows became more and more similar to Wang Mengru.

He Jianfang looked at He An'an, and his eyes began to slowly drift.

The impression of Wang Mengru and the current He An'an are almost the same age, she always has a shy and introverted smile on her face, and she looks very friendly and easy to approach.

He Jianfang was in love at that time, on the one hand, she watched her brother fall in love with Wang Mengru, sweetly, and on the other hand, she followed the stupid soldiers guarding the gate in the compound of the military region, secretly coming and going.

Xiao Wang was also young at that time, grinning, showing a mouthful of snow-white teeth, looking honest and honest, silly and very cute.

That period of time was the happiest time in He Jianfang's life.

After happiness, all the unfortunate things followed one after another, first her favorite eldest brother was forcibly escorted away, then her only support, her father was arrested by someone who broke into the house, and finally she suffered the most terrible nightmare in her life, and since then she has fallen into the abyss and cannot extricate herself.

He Jianfang first met Zhang Heng, it was the lowest point in her life, she was rescued by her family at the most critical moment several times, once, twice, three times, and then she herself felt that suicide was actually quite boring, and slowly stopped mentioning it.

It was at this time that Zhang Heng was taken back home by Old Man He.

When He Jianfang saw him for the first time, she was sitting on the sofa with her head bored and knitting wool, she actually didn't know how to knit anything, the only thing she learned was to play gloves, or she learned from Wang Mengru, when Xiao Wang was a big soldier, he trained hard regardless of season or climate, this person's hands were full of calluses, and in winter, he was guilty of chilblains, scratching his heart and scratching the itch of his liver.

He Jianfang felt sorry for him, so he took the initiative to learn to beat wool with Wang Mengru, specializing in knitting gloves, buying the best and most expensive wool thread, and knitting it according to the size of Xiao Wang's palm.

When Zhang Heng followed Old Man He into the house, she heard the movement and looked up, and saw Old Man He's always tight face, and the corners of his mouth curved a round arc.

She glanced at Old Man He, looked backwards, and fell on Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng's facial features are quite average, but he loves to laugh, when he saw He Jianfang, this person blushed, and two blushes rose very obviously.

He Jianfang frowned, a little panicked in her heart, since that incident happened back then, she was very afraid of strange men, as long as she was in the same space with them, even if she didn't make contact, she would still feel depressed and want to run away.

Old Man He introduced them to each other.

He Jianfang glanced at Zhang Heng and nodded politely.

Zhang Heng grinned, but his eyes fell on the woolen yarn she was pinching in her hand.

He Jianfang is weaving black gloves, she starts knitting now, and when it is autumn, it is estimated that she can almost catch up with Lisuo, and then ask someone to send it to Xiao Wang, and keep it for him to use when the temperature is cold in winter.

After Old Man He introduced them to each other, he casually found an excuse and avoided them.

He Jianfang felt uncomfortable in his heart, and it was not easy to show it, so he could only bow his head and remain silent, and continue to be busy with the things at hand.

The first thing Zhang Heng said was: "You are so skillful." ”

He Jianfang looked at his hand holding the needle stick, looked up at Zhang Heng, and listened to him add another sentence: "I am from the south, and I applied for a job in the north after graduating from university, your father knows the leader of our company, and I was sent to send him home." ”

He Jianfang was stunned, she thought that Zhang Heng was also here to go on a blind date with her, just like the men who came over before.

Zhang Heng stretched out his hand and pointed to the wool in her hand: "What kind of thread is this?" It's warm to look at, it's so cold here, I froze to death when I came here last winter. ”

He Jianfang looked at Zhang Heng, and then noticed that he was only wearing a cotton jacket, and he didn't even have a hat on his head.

Zhang Heng asked: "Is it easy to weave this thing?" You're knitting sock covers, aren't you? ”

He Jianfang couldn't cry or laugh for a while, feeling that Zhang Heng was a little lacking in heart, and the emotions that he had felt very irritable before were dissolved by him in a few words.

The two of them asked and answered, but they also talked a lot.

Now that I think about it, Zhang Heng did it on purpose at that time, this person looks honest on the surface, but in fact, he has a flamboyant tongue in his bones, not to mention how much life he has in his eyes.

When He Jianfang thought of this, he felt that his brain was burning.

She felt that Xiao Wang owed herself in her previous life, and she was tortured and tossed by herself in this life, and she owed Zhang Heng, entangled with this person, and cut and tied.

The two have been tied together for nearly 20 years, and even raising a dog has already cultivated a relationship, not to mention that he is a big living person, or a person who gets along day and night and raises a child with himself.

Zhang Heng was talking about missing her and thinking about her children on her mobile phone last night, she believed this, knowing that he was saying what was in his heart.

But she just can't turn this corner, she is not clean, but she is forced and unwilling, and Zhang Heng's uncleanness is his own slimy, Lai Baba is willing to make it, as long as she thinks of Zhang Heng doing a lot of things that are sorry for her and betray this family, she feels disgusted and wants to vomit.

When He Jianfang fell into her own thoughts, He Anan had been quietly accompanying her, she looked at He Jianfang's slightly frowning brows, and began to be stunned.

He Jianfang slowly turned his head away, refixed his gaze on He An'an's face, and said, "Your brother Tianyu has a docile personality, and I am afraid that he may not be able to resist his parents' arrangements in the future." ”

He Anan put his arm on the table, his chin pressed against the back of his hand: "At least he has worked hard now, some things don't try, and he never knows what will happen later." ”

"What do you think can happen?" He Jianfang asked in a dumb voice, and his tone was fluttering.

"Maybe it's a good outcome, maybe it's a bad outcome, at least half of the hope is worth looking forward to, better than giving up in the first place, right?"

He Anan looked at He Jianfang, her eyes were full of firmness, and she said word by word: "Everyone is looking forward to getting a good result in the end, but if you don't try hard, you won't even have the opportunity to fight for it, and who can be sure that what awaits you behind is not the most suitable for you?" ”

He Jianfang's face softened slightly, and his eyes flashed with the emotions of fierce struggle.