Xiao Xin raised his hand and pushed back the bank card that he handed over. "There's no need, I'm your daughter, I don't know your salary, your business is our business, my friend is not in a hurry to spend money, so I'll just come by myself."

Xiao's mother suddenly burst into tears, only to feel that Xiao Xin had really grown up.

"Xinxin, since you've got it all to this point, that's good! You'll pay for it! "Huh? Wait, what's the situation? Why didn't the other party give himself again, maybe he would change his mind, and now it feels as if his mother is waiting for his answer.

"Dad, you didn't have them to embarrass you, did you?"

Xiao Xin is more worried about this issue. Back then, they opposed their father and mother, and they didn't look down on their father, but now? Has his father been despised by others? Have you ever been bullied? Although many years have passed, Xiao Xin is still worried.

However, thinking that all these years have passed, I am afraid that no one will be like a child again.

Daddy Xiao smiled. "Of course not, after all, so many years have passed, and their granddaughter hasn't gone back to see each other yet, if you have time, can we take you back to see, after all, we are relatives."

I have always only remembered my grandmother, and I have no concept of my grandfather since I was a child.

But at this moment, blood is thicker than water, Xiao Xin smiled. "Okay." Don't seek fame or money, just go back and see the old man, the old man will definitely like to be with the children when he is old.

They have changed a lot when they go back this time.

On the side, Xiao's mother pursed her lips and smiled. Speaking of his grandmother, Xiao Xin couldn't help asking, "What about my grandmother?" I should be with you too, right? ”

At the mention of this, Father Xiao sighed deeply. "Well, we rented him a house outside and let her live there for the time being, don't worry."

You can't bring your grandmother back there, Xiao Xin can understand.

Gloomy nodded. "I'll go see her later."

And on this side of the house, Zhao Jiajia and her father always maintained a silence at first.

"Jiajia, have you been hating me?" The father and son haven't seen each other for a long time, maybe haven't talked for a long time, but when they meet at this moment, they seem very empty. Zhao Yun will return to the hospital in a while, which was specially told by the nurse who sent him. It's rare to have time to have a heart-to-heart conversation with your own children. Zhao Yun felt very happy.

Zhao Jiajia was stunned, do you hate? I didn't know it, but I was cold at that time, and my mother didn't let me hate him, and over time, he didn't feel it. "What if I say, You don't deserve to be hated? Before my mother left, I told me not to hate you, do you know how lonely she was at that time. ”

He did a lot of things wrong when he was young, so it was natural that he was snubbed by his relatives at this moment, although Zhao Yun was cold in his heart, he just sighed softly to himself.

"I'm sorry, I know I'm sorry for you and your mother." The misunderstanding at that time was not explained clearly. He was entangled by Lu Xiaohua, even if he finally knew that Leng Hong was gone, Zhao Yun knew that he could no longer make up for it. Because he has lost his soul and has no owner, he is indifferent. Or rather, because he has lost a heart, he seems so indifferent.

"Enough, every time I think of my mother, I can't help but want to hate you."

Zhao Jiajia can't forget how her mother spent that time. I can't forget how I watched my mother die in front of me.

That hatred is not something that can be easily reversed.

"Jiajia, I'm sorry, I've always loved your mother the most, and this will never change. It may be that the way I love is too weak. Believe it or not. These are my words. ”

Being able to speak out in front of your own children is considered to have no regrets after death. After all, that woman is her own immortal memory.

Now Zhao Yun has always been alone and unaccompanied, even if Lu Xiaohua is by his side, he still feels desolate.

Zhao Jiajia may not believe it, but for a while, everything is still in front of her eyes and cannot be easily erased, so Zhao Jiajia turned around indifferently, but her eyes were covered with a layer of fog. "I'll send you back in a moment."

Nothing else.

When everything gradually wore off, when the light returned to calm, when all the tribulations seemed to have disappeared, Xiao Xin lay lightly on Zhao Jiajia's lap behind him, and Zhao Jiajia leaned on the side of the bed, gently brushing Xiao Xin's hair with his palm.

"Xinxin, why are you so courageous? Performed so well today. ”

"Of course, I don't see who it's for. How grateful you are to me. Xiao Xin pursed his lips and smiled slyly, it feels so good to be by Zhao Jiajia's side, it seems to be warm at any time.

As long as he is by his side, he will never feel lonely and lonely.

"Huh? Rewards. What reward do you want? Zhao Jiajia said ill-intentionedly. I haven't been with Xiao Xin for a long time, and I really want to treat her hard at this moment.

"But before that, if I don't come today, you're really going to marry Murong Jing, right?"

Murong Jing is a good girl, Xiao Xin still does not deny it, but the positions of the two are different, and Xiao Xin has no choice.

At this moment, Qiu Qian chose the dress for himself and still wore it on his body, and it looked like Xiao Xin was still charming.

"Of course, after all, she is good at everything, so it is a good choice to choose her." Zhao Jiajia muttered, and it seemed that she didn't care about Xiao Xin's mood at all, so Xiao Xin couldn't help but look cold.

"Zhao Jiajia! You want to die, don't you?! ”

Xiao Xin shouted angrily, trying to spark Zhao Jiajia's majesty.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Jiajia raised her hand and pressed Xiao Xin's shoulder. "I want to die, I want to wait for you to kill me, but you don't come. Now, are you going to kill me? If you don't kill me, I'm going to eat you. ”

Zhao Jiajia's desire has been endured for a long time, and if it weren't for Xiao Xin, he couldn't continue, so at this moment. Zhao Jiajia felt that her patience had come to an end. I can't stand it anymore when I look at this woman.

"Jiajia, do you love me?"

Until now, Xiao Xin still feels uneasy, perhaps the more he cares, the more lonely he feels in his heart.

Zhao Jiajia looked at Xiao Xin's inquiry, and couldn't help but purse the corners of her lips, "Of course I love, even more than I love myself." Do you understand? ”

She was not by her side during this time, and how difficult she was was is that she cannot describe in words.

Xiao Xin smiled, closed his eyes slightly, and did not struggle. Wait for the next wind and rain.

Some people here are happy, and some people sigh there. Qiu Qian has been helping Xiao Xin, helping her, and sending her to his side. After she left, she didn't see herself anymore, because she always only had that man in her eyes, and she felt that she was very humble and cowardly, but what could she do?

After all, it's good that she's happy, and she doesn't care anymore.

If you should give up, you have to give up, which is also a kind of free and easy. Looking at the sunny breath in the sky, such a good day today should have a better life. But as he walked, Qiu Qian suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a girl in a white wedding dress on the side, sitting on a stone on the side of the park, looking like she was crying.

Qiu Qian walked over and whispered softly, "Hello, are you okay?" ”

The woman raised her gaze, and Qiu Qian saw a slightly familiar face, ah! This girl! It's Murong Jing, the one who was robbed of her marriage by Xiao Xin just now! In fact, Qiu Qian has always felt that she is very pitiful, but she doesn't know what she can do.

At this moment, I couldn't help but squat down slightly. "Don't cry, I'll lend you a shoulder to lean on."

Everyone has their own fate, and more often than not, we need to find our own fate, rather than watching others try to exist for others.

Murong Jing's heart was uncomfortable at the moment, and he couldn't help but subconsciously lean on Qiu Qian's shoulder, his tears had already been spent, and it was not so easy and simple to give up, although he didn't know the man in front of him, but he felt so warm to himself.

The sun was shining on the two of them, and the warmth was slowly filling. We only need to pass the year in Jing'an, and what belongs to us will eventually appear.