It wasn't until something happened to the Jing family that my father told me that he was not my biological father and asked me to go to my mother and live a good life as a family. I think this world is ridiculous, and the secrets I am guarding with so much self-blame and pressure are just things that everyone knows. There's nothing worse in the world than having to question what you once believed in. In fact, I also understand that if it weren't for the accident, my father would always be able to hold up a comfortable sky for me, and he might keep this secret until the end of his life. Dad didn't want to get me involved in the turmoil related to the Rong family, so when faced with a dilemma, he chose to push me in what he thought was better.

In fact, our conversation that day was really similar to today, but the last thing I said was-I am Jing Fengbai's daughter, forever!

This sentence is definitely not just talking, and I have not slackened my mind for a moment in the past few years. I am Jing Fengbai's only daughter, and I have all the responsibilities for the Jing family. Maybe it's because I'm not that I'm giving harder than ever. I chose the hardest path, but I went on without hesitation. Sometimes I think that in fact, Qiao Yichen and I are the same kind of people in our bones, always choosing the most difficult thing to do, and then masochistically forcing myself to do it well.

Qiao Yichen picked me up and put me on the bed, and then washed a hot towel to wipe my face: "Don't cry, okay?" Recently, my health has not been very good......"

I stopped crying, but when I closed my eyes, it was a pair of tears. Qiao Yichen touched my hair, "They actually love you very much, maybe they don't use the right way, but there is no malicious ......"

It turned out that Qiao Yichen knew everything, what he said was not wrong at all, they had no malicious intentions, so they didn't even have a reason to blame. I don't think they're bad, I just feel wronged: "I know ......"

"I don't know the twists and turns, though." Qiao Yichen gently encircled me into his arms, "Just like we don't want to hand over Xiao Wei to others to raise, I believe they must have a last resort." Now that I'm a father, I can feel the feeling of having to do something as a last resort. ”

But ...... "I can understand it, but that doesn't mean I agree." In fact, I also know that Li Mingyuan has done a lot of things for me silently, from those limited edition figures when I was a child, to now he is cleaning up Zhao Xi for me...... Compensation and perhaps guilt, so that Li Mingyuan can draw more than ten times as hard as Li Wei on me.

"My baby has a lot of grievances, I know. You don't need to force yourself to make a choice, just do what you love and they'll be happy. Qiao Yichen kissed my forehead, "Nothing is more important to the person who loves you than to make you happy." ”

It seems that it is really the authorities who are obsessed with bystanders, I think Qiao Yichen is right, they don't need me to do anything at all, so I want to choose to go with the flow.

Every time you take your baby out, you have to bring a lot of things, and this time it's a long trip. In addition, Dad's necessary medicines, rehabilitation equipment, and my and Qiao Yichen's dresses and some wedding things. I sat in the living room and watched the servants carry a considerable amount of luggage to the car, and it felt like a house.

"Drink water?" Qiao Yichen took a cup of fruit tea and put it in front of me, "Why are you frowning early in the morning, who provoked you?" ”

"Isn't there too much stuff we bring?" I pointed to the luggage that had been carried for a long time.

"No...... When I was packing, I picked out what I needed. Qiao Yichen stuffed the water cup into my hand, "Anyway, it's not that I can't bring it." ”

"Oh." I rubbed my forehead, "Did Dad go straight from the nursing home to the airport?" ”

"Well, I've got it all arranged." Qiao Yichen nodded, "You prepare, it's almost time for us to go." ”

"I'll go upstairs to see if Xiao Yui has woken up." I was just about to go upstairs when I saw my mother coming down from upstairs with her baby in her arms, "Hurry up and feed your son, you have to eat as soon as you wake up, and you can't cooperate well with a diaper." ”

"Okay." I have held the baby, and the nanny has changed him into a small clothes that are easy to move around, and the little one is hungry and humming in dissatisfaction.

Also on the same plane to Berlin were Mr. Qiao and Li Wanrong, Qiao Zhengren was not in China, and Qiao Yi'an wanted to stay in Fengcheng to preside over the company's daily work. Cars stopped in front of the terminal one after another, quite a bit of momentum. Although it is a long-distance flight, except for the change in air pressure in the cabin during take-off and landing, the baby is a little crying, and the road is relatively smooth.

When I used to say that I wanted to live in Berlin for a while, Qiao Yichen bought a small villa on the outskirts of the city, but then things happened one after another, and we didn't have time to come and see them after the renovation was completed. The villa is a small three-storey beige building with very beautiful neoclassical verandahs. The courtyard has a geometrically trimmed bush, a large field of German iris and lily of the valley blooming just right, and two cherry trees full of cherries in the corner of the courtyard.

The baby fell asleep in the car and I got out of the car with him in my arms. Qiao Yichen pushed his father's wheelchair into the villa: "Dad, your and grandpa's room is arranged on the first floor, you can go back to the room and rest first." ”

"Okay." Dad was pushed by the nurse and followed the servant who was carrying the luggage to the room.

"Xin Xin also took Xiao Wei to rest, I'm tired from sitting on the plane for so long." Old Man Qiao instructed me a few words.

"Hmm." I nodded.

The housekeeper of the villa was a German man of about forty years old, with golden-brown hair and gray-blue eyes, but he spoke a slightly transfigured Cantonese Mandarin: "Sir, madam, your bedroom is on the second floor, and the baby room is next to the bedroom, please come with me." ”

The decoration style of the whole villa is simple Nordic style, and the color tone is mainly ivory white and walnut, which looks refreshing and refreshing. However, the baby room was a little more colorful, and I put the sleeping baby in the crib.

"Young grandma, go and rest, I'll take care of the little master." The babysitter took an air-conditioned blanket and put it on the baby.

"Xiao Wei is sleeping now, you can rest too." I turned the window on and turned off the air conditioner.

"I'm not tired, let's sort out the things I brought first." The nanny waved her hand, "Go and rest." ”

I went back to the bedroom, and Qiao Yichen came out of the bathroom: "I put the water in it, you take a good shower first." If you want to eat, I'll let the kitchen cook a little first, you haven't eaten much for lunch......"

"Just cook me a bowl of noodles." I opened my closet and chose a nightdress.

I stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows after taking a shower, and the location was nice to see the River Spree in the distance. Surrounded by greenery, the meandering river sparkles like a ribbon in the sun.

"What are you looking at?" Qiao Yichen put the tray in his hand on the coffee table.

"Look at the scenery." I turned my head and smiled at Qiao Yichen.

"You can stay here for as long as you want this time." Qiao Yichen walked over and gently hugged my shoulder, "I remember the last time I came to register for marriage, you said that you wanted to stay longer, I didn't agree, I felt very uncomfortable at that time......" Qiao Yichen sighed and kissed my hair, "You almost didn't ask me to do anything, just such a small wish, but for one reason or another, I didn't agree......"

"Poof......" I reached out and touched Qiao Yichen's cheek, "I forgot, what do you still remember?" ”

"I'll remember what you want, maybe a little later, but I'll do it for you." Qiao Yichen pulled me to the coffee table, "Eat the noodles first, they won't taste good if they stick for a while." ”

"Okay." I didn't really want to live here, I just wanted to escape at that time, and I didn't want to go back to Maple City. Unexpectedly, it made Qiao Yichen feel guilty for so long.

When I woke up the next day, it was almost noon, and Qiao Yichen fed the baby milk powder in order to let me sleep a little longer. I was too lazy to eat breakfast, so I grabbed a random sandwich and watched the news on my iPad while eating. Flipping through my hand and pausing for a moment, a message was published in a very inconspicuous position - the famous entrepreneur Rong Zhentang was executed for economic crimes. I calculated the jet lag, and this news should have been yesterday.

Rong Zhentang finally disappeared from this world, and I thought I would be happy. But I don't really feel anything. Because of this man, I have lost so many precious things, so much that even if he died, I would not be relieved. But from today, I can get this person out of my head, after all, it's not worth wasting brain cells for this kind of person.

In the evening, Qiao Yichen was playing in the yard with the baby, the father and son were standing under the cherry tree, Qiao Yichen didn't know what he was whispering to the baby, I could only hear the baby's giggles.

I sat under the trellis and looked up at the bunches of green grapes hanging from the branches. The grapes are not ripe yet, but they are already fruitful. I think everyone's life is probably like these grapes, if you want to become beautiful and sweet, you will inevitably go through a process of youth and hardship, and only through those wind, frost, rain and snow can you become mature.

Qiao Yichen walked over with the baby in his arms, the baby's fleshy little hands grabbed the cherry green stalks, and a few bright red cherries lined the little hands white: "Give the cherries to the mother." ”

I was really defeated by Qiao Yichen, how old is the baby, how can I understand what he is talking about. However, the baby's really clutched little fist and reached out to me. Qiao Yichen smiled at me and motioned for me to stretch out his hand. I spread my palms, and the baby's movements were a little clumsy, but the cherries fell into my hands, and the baby giggled at me again.

I hugged the baby over and kissed his pink little face: "Is it really for mom?" ”

"I said it a long time ago, it's good to have a son, we have two precious you, you still don't believe it." Qiao Yichen took the baby's hand and asked, "Xiao Wei wants to protect his mother with his father, right?" ”

At this time, Qiao Yichen's mobile phone rang, and since I was sitting next to him, I clearly heard the phone say - Rong Qingqian committed suicide in a mental hospital.