Chapter 80: We Will Get Tired

"Miss, Ting Ye is waiting for you at the back door, come quickly." Su Tingge, who went to the bathroom to wash his hands, took out his mobile phone to see someone's reply, but he didn't wait for a smooth reply, but he accidentally saw the message sent by Uncle De, and he was almost scared on the spot.

Didn't he go abroad?! Why did she suddenly return to China again, and you still know that she is here?!!

His brain was like being shocked by an electric shock, and it turned into a mess, and the only thing he knew for sure was that he must have flown back from abroad after knowing about today's events!

It's so sudden, Su Tingge can't let a few of them get involved, so he can only bite the bullet and hurriedly send Yang Yang a sentence, "Brother, my father is coming to me, he may go home, don't read it~"

Turning off the mobile phone in his pocket, he walked out quickly from the back door, and sure enough, he saw the cold Su Tingzhou, his eyes were thick with bloodshots, his lips were tightly pursed together, as if he was suddenly holding back the monstrous anger, the green tendons on his fists were terrifying, and even more faintly, he could vaguely see the imperceptible bloodstains.

The back of the restaurant is dirty, and there are usually few pedestrians, and his arrival must have blocked the road so that no one can disturb the conversation.

Su Tingzhou: "Didn't Uncle De tell you, stay away from the kind of people who come from unknown sources and have other intentions." Today, there is such a flip incident, and the Tao is really getting more and more inches! ”

Sure enough, it's still like this, it will never change, what the hell is she still hoping for...

"Oh, Father! You really hate it! Very nasty! Su Tingge sneered uncomfortably in her heart, those expectations that should not exist were all shattered, gritted her teeth and forced herself to be calm and composed, standing in front of the powerful him, she understood very clearly in her heart that what she was going to say next might mean losing everything, but she wanted him to recognize one thing, she decided in her heart that Yang Yang would not let go even if she died in this life!

Uncle De: "Please be emotional, Master Ting only cares about you, that..."

"Needless to say, Uncle De!" Su Tingge interrupted in a cold voice, her face was like three feet of ice, she didn't want to listen to that anymore, good for her, good for her! It's always for her good! He raised his head with all his strength and looked up at him coldly, this high-minded father, "The person I put on the tip of my heart, why are you worthless!" ”

There are so many good words, and many noble ones! Therefore, in the name of being good for her, he did most of the things that hurt her, if it wasn't for his mother's instructions before leaving, he would never hate him, she would really hate him to death!

If he really cared about her daughter, even if it was for a short moment, let her feel the extravagant fatherly love, she would not have walked so tired all these years.

Having lost the protection of her mother, she has to survive in the so-called wealthy family, walking on thin ice every step of the way, obviously under the influence of her mother since she was a child, she is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but for the sake of the mother and daughter, she relaxed her guard against her, disguised herself as a good-for-nothing person, and did some rebellious and ##ηš„δΊ‹.

Has this father really treated her as his daughter! Rational or something, take care of the overall situation, get out of the way!

She's really tired...

Su Tiange, who was silently running, turned around and ran, every minute and second, she didn't want to see him anymore, and wanted to completely escape from everything about him.

"Miss..."

"Master Ting..."

Looking at Ting Ye who was shrouded in grief and pain, Uncle De was helpless and incomprehensible, and now he could only continue to hide the secret that had been hidden for many years while Ting Ye was still there, because there was no other way.

The relationship between the two finally eased, and now because of this boy named Yang Yang, it seems that it has returned to before, and it seems to be a little worse! Is it really fate that must play tricks?!

Madame, her life is sad and miserable, but how can Ting Ye not be bitter... It's just that he bears his suffering alone, and he doesn't dare to let anyone see it.

Not only did he suffer the pain silently, but even his love had to be hidden from the world, and even the tomb of his wife after her death had no name on the tombstone, so unforgettable and affectionate, but he didn't let his wife know for half a minute!

The blood feud between Ting Ye and his wife is doomed in this life, and the two of them can only miss it. It's just that Mrs. left too early, leaving Miss alone to face the wind and rain, and the wind that Ting Ye covered her in the dark blocked the rain, and she didn't let Miss know.

Su Tingge, who was running blindly on the street, sat on the ground exhausted, put on a thick coat and hat, and stayed quietly for an hour, she was tired and wanted to lie down and rest, what didn't she want to rest......

When they finally took a taxi back to the dormitory, it was already very late, Lin Jing and the three of them had already slept soundly, afraid that turning on the light would disturb their dreams, so they walked to the bathroom by the light of their mobile phones, and when they were halfway through, they changed direction and walked to the table, where there was a milky white porcelain vase, which contained a sunflower, the bright yellow petals were very beautiful, and the night did not engulf it, but set off its difference.

Speaking of which, her favorite flower when she was a child was not the gorgeous flowers, but the prosaic sunflowers, which neither had the nobility of peonies nor the fragrance of jasmine, which she loved.

Why do you like sunflowers so much, probably because my mother told her, people are walking sunflowers, blooming is an endless look up to ideals, growing upward, in order to connect with the sun.

At that time, when her mother saw that she liked sunflowers very much, she picked her up and walked into the sea of sunflowers, and told a dreamy legend in her soft and sweet voice.

Legend has it that Chrite was a Mizusawa nymph. One day, in the woods, she met Apollo, the god of the sun, who was hunting, and she was so fascinated by this handsome god that she fell madly in love with him. However, Apollo left without even looking at her. Cleita eagerly awaited the day when Apollo would speak to her, but she never met him again. So she could only stare at the sky every day, watching Apollo ride across the sky in a golden day chariot. She watched Apollo's journey intently until he descended the mountain. Every day, she sat like this, her hair disheveled, her face haggard. As soon as the sun rises, she looks at the sun. Later, the gods took pity on her and turned her into a large golden sunflower. Her face became a flower plate, forever facing the sun, following him, Apollo, every day, telling him of her eternal love and affection. Therefore, the flower language of sunflowers is - silent love.

After so many years, I still think of the old things, when my mother left this world, she no longer liked sunflowers.

Now, because Yang Yang walked into her life, she seemed to like this flower a little, and the words that she had forgotten in the long river of years slowly became clear again, like a dusty mirror, and suddenly it was wiped clean.

Xiaoqing, one day in the future, if a boy gives you sunflowers, then he must be a very good person, worthy of your life's liking.

Mother, that man appeared, and you saw it in heaven.