After seeing Song Xuetao, Qi stayed in the old house for the past two days, because Zhang Qingde's spirit was not very good, the whole person was unhappy, and he didn't say a word, Mrs. Zhang was very worried, so she called Qi Zai back. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's just that he occasionally recalls Song Xuetao's expression when he speaks, and he always feels weird, but before breaking up, Song Xuetao told him not to tell his father the news that she had returned, so despite his uneasiness, he chose to respect Song Xuetao's decision.

The old mansion of the Zhang family is a duplex three-story villa, and since the death of Qi Zai's mother and uncle one after another, the huge mansion has become more and more empty. Many rooms were idle, and every once in a while the aunts in the family would clean them all, but my grandfather never wanted to fake the room that my mother and uncle had cooked.

No, my mother's death day is approaching, so Qi Zai is cleaning in the room alone.

His mother's young face was covered in misty dust, he was too young at that time, and his memory of his mother had long been blurred, and he could only faintly recall a smile, which could easily calm him down.

Qi opened the heavy curtains, and when the sunlight shone in, the dust appeared one by one in the light, dancing and walking around. He cleaned up the dust that had accumulated for a long time and tidied up the contents of the room.

In the gap between the back of the sofa, he wrung out the towel, removed the sofa cushion, and wiped it carefully. Pick up the missing miscellaneous items, tissues, magazines, earrings...... There is also a small crimson notebook......

Gently the body fell on the floor, stirring up a puff of dust, and the body that had been twisted and suppressed for a long time, even if it was freed, still maintained the posture of being coerced in a small space. The curly title page opened widely, with a green face and a pair of clear and cautious eyes under thick eyebrows.

"Mai Mai ......"

Qi Zai subconsciously shouted, his thoughts rose and fell in his mind like a spring, summer, autumn and winter, he sat on the ground like angry, his suit pants were covered with dust.

The passport is really Mai Dong's, or when I went to Australia.

But why is the passport here?

Qi hadn't drunk any water all morning, maybe he suddenly felt thirsty, licked his dry lips, lost some strength, and sat straight on the sofa.

The remote control that has been submerged in the dust of the years has finally been released from long-term depression, and the wide LCD screen has changed from dark to bright and then dark......

The girl's immature face, in the dim light, was marked with blue despair, red juice flowed from her mouth and nose, swollen like two xiaolongbao eyes, like the eyes of a dying animal whose throat had been cut, and it was clouded with signs of life that could not be seen clearly.

Occasionally, tall men walk naked through the camera, and the black screen is filled with vicious swearing, mixed with the laughter of others......

The short 15-second video made Qi Zai's eyes dark, and he couldn't see any light anymore.

A phone call just came in, and the capable Secretary Su methodically stated the company's current tragedy on the other side of the phone: another big order was lost, the stock fell all the way, and what measures needed to be taken, etc.

Qi was patiently holding up his mobile phone and waiting for her to finish, "Secretary Su, all the affairs of the company will be managed by Vice President Zou Zichen for the time being." I have some personal matters that need to be taken care of. ”

There was silence on the other side of the phone, but he didn't say anything more, which is probably the case for a smart executor.

*

Mai Dong sat on the edge of the bed, wrung out the wet towel and wiped Song Xuetao's face, it turned out that Sun Jialin had just arrived at the elevator with Song Xuetao on her back, and she had signs of waking up, and her consciousness was not very clear, but she insisted on repeating the same sentence: Don't go to the hospital.

So in the end, they came back and invited the community doctor to come and see it, but they didn't see any major problems, and they took sedative and sleeping drugs, and Song Xuetao began to fall asleep.

Mai Dong was still digesting everything from the morning.

She has no way to explain Song Xuetao's abnormality and Sun Jialin's sudden indifference. Is marriage really a grave?

Mai Dong thought, maybe her status in Sun Jialin's heart is not the first, but at least he cares about her, even if the love is not so deep, there is still affection and responsibility.

Maybe...... He already knew the truth, that day, she, as his wife, was lying under another man. Yes, she is not worthy of forgiveness, not worth it at all, Sun Jialin treats her like this as a matter of course.

Mai Dong laughed self-deprecatingly, his whole heart was bitter, even his saliva was bitter.

Translocation, if she is Sun Jialin, it is estimated that she will become more cold-blooded and ruthless, let alone a person as strong as Sun Jialin.

Mai Dong walked to his room and saw the divorce agreement placed at the head of the bed, and Sun Jialin's name followed the man one by one. Mai Dong finally mustered up the courage, took the pen, and signed his name.

The marriage lasted 9 months and 1 day, no more, no less. I just don't know if they are childhood sweethearts?!

Mai Dong touched his bulging belly, baby, you are almost 6 months old, why haven't you held up your mother's belly yet? Is it that the mother's belly meat is too thick? It doesn't matter, you can grow up quickly, just have strength. It's just that if you don't have a father, will you blame your mother?

*

When Qi walked to Zhang Qingde's room, an old man with silver-gray hair was sitting in a rocking chair with a coat and crutches.

He had already walked behind Zhang Qingde, and the old man still hadn't noticed him.

"Grandpa," Qi Zai half-squatted in front of the old man, seeing his increasingly old face, he looked at the sleepy Zhang Qingde without saying anything, "I'll help you to the bed and sleep." ”

Zhang Qingde was awakened, pulled his loose eyelids open, wrapped his mouth and said with a slight trembling: "Here you are, you are here......"

Smoothly followed the arm that Qi Zai handed over, "I'm still old, I can't accept the old, I fell asleep while sitting, alas, ......"

Qi Zai's eyes flickered, feeling the weight of his grandfather's whole body.

"Doesn't it mean that spring is sleepy and autumn is lacking, isn't spring coming?"

"It's still early, haven't you heard of the spring cold?! Don't comfort your grandfather, I can't fight anymore, and the Zhang family will rely on you in the future. ”

Qi Zai helped Zhang Qingde take off his coat and helped him lie down.

"Grandpa, what is the most regrettable thing you have ever done in your life?" Qi Zai's voice was low, faintly eager.

"The thing I regret the most......" Zhang Qingde pondered with his eyes closed.

The room was quiet, and only the sound of Qi's undulating breathing could be heard. In the end, Zhang Qingde didn't answer him, but just used a lot of strength to shake Qi Zai's hand tightly.