() This father and daughter are really ...... Alas! In fact, fathers love their daughters, and daughters love their fathers.

It was a great thing, but there was an irrelevant person in the middle, like a wedge into this close father-daughter relationship, and from then on there was a grain of sand between them that could never be smoothed, a hole that could never be filled.

This wedge, this grain of sand, this hole is still what my father is looking for. But why can't you let Dalin find it? The original partner has been dead for all these years, and a middle-aged man with a successful career doesn't even have a serious wife by his side, is this like a word?

Of course not!

These are the words of Dalin when he once went to the bathhouse with his business partner, and people encouraged him. Each of those people has one at home, one in the outer room, one hidden in the company, and another in some unimaginable place.

"A wife is like a garment, look for it when it's old!"

Hearing this, Dalin fell into deep thought. Pei Jun's face came to mind again, after so many years of absence, the words she said were still in her ears, and her appearance was still fresh in his memory from the two meeting and establishing a romantic relationship to the flower candles in the cave room, a smile and a smile.

My life, my love.

In his heart, Peijun is the best wife, not a dress, not a teacup, the best and best woman, it's a pity! Yiren passed away with the wind, and no trace of her fragrance could be found in the red dust.

In the year that Peijun has been gone, Dalin has sealed his eyes and hands, and has not touched other women. There is a saying that love with a woman is due to sex, and sleeping with a woman is love.

In the middle of the night, the single bedroom bed brocade quilt is cold to the bone. Dalin had insomnia all night, thinking about how lonely and cold his beloved wife who was lying alone in the underground loess.

Peijun, how can I be willing to let you go to the yellow spring where there is no day and no warmth, alas! It's just that the people are too ruthless.

Dalin's feelings for his wife can't be faked at all, but he can't get rid of human nature after all. After a year of mourning for his wife, Dalin let go of his baggage and began to look for love. Singing and dancing every night, falling in love with the flourishing flowers, wandering in the land of warblers and swallows. I've been holding it for a year, and if I hold it again, I'll be suffocated.

After changing lovers one after another like this, Dalin was deeply attracted to the last one. This woman is Yang Manti. This woman is no different, sometimes clinging to herself, sometimes avoiding herself coldly, the dizzy feeling is like being in the clouds, and she doesn't dare to leave her from then on, and she is completely tied to the waistband of her trousers.

Both the lover and the daughter got it and didn't seem to get it. I was divided into half by the two of them, and I was always tired of coping.

And neither lover nor daughter did not feel wronged, and the man was divided in half by another woman. A good father has become someone else's lover, and a good lover is still someone else's father, and only half of the time is with him in a week, which is really not a taste to say.

Tie Ming lay comfortably in the chair, propped up one leg, swayed back and forth, clasped his hands, pillowed behind his head, thinking about the relationship between Da Lin, Qin Xin and Yang Manti, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile: Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, even if you invite a monk to read it, it is not good to read it!

Qin Xin at the other end sat alone on the sofa in the living room sulking, Xiao Ju persuaded her to go back to the house, the living room sat cold, and went back to the house to play with the young lady with the doll.

Qin Xin clasped his hands and still sat there motionless, his face extremely ugly. There was a phone in front of her, Qin Xin aimed at the phone several times, wanting to call there, but she couldn't help it, she knew that it would make her father unhappy, and if she quarreled with her father on the phone, the eel essence should be so proud!

"I don't care, whatever!"

Qin Xin muttered to himself, standing upright

Bian Xiaoju said:

"Come into the room with me, Xiaoju, let's play ours."

"Yes, miss."

Seeing that Qin Xin was finally no longer angry, Xiao Ju happily agreed, and the two went upstairs together.

Qin Xin ordered a few new winter clothes, Xiao Ju wanted to make a doll according to the style of Miss Lady's clothes, and asked Master Cui for the materials, which were all leftovers for Miss to make clothes, and it was enough to make doll clothes.

"Miss, look, I asked Master Cui for all these leftovers, and we can make all the clothes for a winter. This red silk ribbon makes a cheongsam, this yellow plaid makes a blouse, and this white gauze makes a foreign hat......"

Qin Xin listened to her with interest, looked at the dolls that filled the wall, and finally smiled.

This whole wall of dolls is a good companion, and Dalin buys her one as a birthday gift every year for her daughter's birthday. When I go shopping, I buy whatever I like, and before I know it, these dolls can be built into a wall.

The dolls were all standing in the small glass panes, smiling softly like fairies, and the clothes on their bodies were gorgeous and exquisite, most of which were made of chrysanthemum.

She knew that she could please Miss with this method, and by doing so, Xiaoju was not for herself, but because Miss was too lonely. The master is not at home three days a week, is there any other young master at home, the young lady is alone after school, and she is alone, which makes people feel distressed when they see it.

A lonely state of mind can often cultivate a long-term hobby, and this hobby becomes a good companion in her lonely days. The dolls can't speak, they just look at you with their big beautiful eyes, and they have already revealed their hearts to you.

This is the best and best partner, who will not escape or be annoyed, and will smile at you all the time.

Xiao Ju opened a glass lattice, took out the Alocasia fairy inside, and asked Qin Xin:

"Miss, do you think the Alocasia fairy looks good in a fox fur cape, or does it look good in a white gauze skirt?"

"Well, let's make a fox fur shawl for Alocasia, and comb her hair again."

Xiao Ju answered, put the Alocasia Fairy on the operating table, brought chalk and a soft ruler and tailored it for her. Under the light, Xiao Ju's delicate side face is matched with one of her big braids, which is quite moving. Qin Xin looked at her, held her cheeks and thought, and suddenly noticed the "butterfly" on her head, and joked to her:

"Xiaoju, Ah Rat doesn't know how long he has had a crush on you, this butterfly hairpin he picked out is really chic, lined with your dark brown glass, beautiful."

Xiao Ju took the hand of the soft ruler and paused, crush? Isn't Brother Rat's crush on Miss? Xiao Ju suddenly realized that this hairpin was not given to me at all, hey!

Thinking of the anxious appearance of the rat in the vegetable market, and the look of the dog trying to instigate it, Xiao Ju felt a little suspicious at the time, but as soon as she heard the dog say "give it to me", Xiao Ju plunged into it and immediately took the butterfly hairpin to thank the rat.

"Hehe, I'm going to rob Miss's things."

Xiao Ju thought stupidly, then stopped and said to Qin Xin:

"Miss, you still look good in it, come."

Xiao Ju was about to untie her hair clip as she spoke, but Qin Xin stopped her hand, shook her head, touched her face and said:

"Of course you keep such a beautiful hairpin for yourself, you look the best when you wear it, it's unique."

Xiao Ju grinned, the dimples on her glutinous face were deep, happy and sad.

Qin Xin walked away and looked at the wall again

The doll on the top, anyway, she can't cut clothes, and standing next to Xiaoju will only hinder her. Xiao Ju was busy alone.

Fate, fate, fate is really a wonderful thing.

Obviously, the two people standing in front of them just don't call, and people who are far away from each other will meet and love each other at a certain time and place in the future.

Xiaoju likes Rat, Rat likes Miss, and Miss likes Teacher Song.

This kind of relationship is really inexplicable, and it can't be reasoned with. Who knows who will end up in the end?

Looking at the beautiful and moving fairies in the glass pane, I thought how lonely it must be for them to be locked alone in a small space like myself.

"Dad loves that 'eel', what is so beautiful about her, dare to steal Dad's love with me!"

While thinking about it, Qin Xin saw a very charming fairy, she was wearing scarlet lipstick, smearing miserable white powder, and her nails were dripping with blood as if she had just killed someone. This...... This ...... Isn't this "eel essence"!

"Xiaoju!"

"Here comes Miss."

"Throw this slut away for me."

Qin Xin angrily pointed at the innocent fairy and asked Xiao Ju to throw her away quickly.

Xiao Ju looked at Qin Xin's fingers, isn't that a queen! Miss loved so much before, why did she suddenly throw it away?

"Miss, do you really want to lose her?"

"Throw it away, it's annoying to see her!"

Qin Xin waved his hand, sat down on the beauty collapse, and lifted Erlang's legs. Xiao Ju didn't understand what Miss meant, but looking at Miss's expression, she had no choice but to follow her.

Watching Xiao Ju pull out the slut with teeth and claws, Qin Xin felt a burst of joy in his heart. If only that slut on the road to Xia Fei could be found out like this. She is far away from her own life, and life is back to its former state, how good!

"Miss, have a cup of almond tea."

Xiao Ju saw that Qin Xin's face was not good again, and she must have thought of the old man on the other side again, so she poured a cup of sweet tea. What a well-behaved girl.

Qin Xin smiled happily, he happened to be thirsty, and took a sip.

"It's so sweet!"

"Too sweet? Pour another cup of that chrysanthemum and put less sugar. ”

"No, no, you're busy."

Qin Xin held the cup of sweet almond tea, glanced at the doll on the wall again, and suddenly thought of himself. What kind of owner raises what kind of doll.

The dolls are all dressed in fine clothes, but they are all alone in a small space, isn't this themselves? Isn't he just a doll who has tears in her eyes? Who cares?

Thinking so, his cheeks flushed, he blinked shyly, pursed his lips and smiled. Is that him? Will he be the person in his life?

Xiao Ju was trimming the red thread on the table, Qin Xin walked over, picked it up and played with it around her fingers, looking like a girl.

"Miss, what are you doing?"

Qin Xin smiled at Xiaoju and said mysteriously:

"Do you say that there is really an old man under the moon, is it a red line that can tie fate together?"

"This little chrysanthemum doesn't understand!"

Xiao Ju also lowered her head, looking ashamed.

"Ah, Xiaoju, you're shy......"