[She is like the sun, one hug is enough to defeat all his yin owls - He Yansheng! 】

Some people are advancing all the way and never want to retreat, and some people are retreating all the way and pretend not to enter.

It's already alienating in itself. In the end, there may not even be the most basic warmth between husband and wife.

Grandpa's life is full of fighting spirit and blood, but he is extremely gentle to his grandmother, and the woman who is still gentle after years is He Yansheng's greatest warmth in his childhood.

The old man was still holding He Yansheng's palm tightly when he was dying, and his eyes kept looking at the door.

He still remembers that on the day the wedding was canceled, He Yansheng took the little girl to disappear after embarrassing Zhong Zixi in the dressing room on the spot.

When he went home afterwards, when the old man saw him, he still didn't slap him politely.

He Songyan has taught He Yansheng since he was a child that there is nothing wrong with being reasonable in everything, but the truth behind it does not mean that you can be forgiven.

"Now that you have married her, whatever happens to her and what does her family have? She, Zhong Zixi, is your He Yansheng's unshirkable responsibility. He Yansheng is in this study, what did you promise me, you will not marry her in this life, right? So tell me, what are you doing now, and what did your mother do? Who do I care about her? But He Yansheng, you can't forget to promise lightly, for life. ”

At the end of that day, He Yansheng did not let go, and the old man raised him all his life.

He still knows the character of his grandchildren, he is old after all, and his children and grandchildren have their own grandchildren.

For this matter, the old man has been cold at home for a long time, and the bloody people in his life are the most nostalgic. Since his He family married a girl from the Zhong family, he can't say anything about wronging someone else's girl.

This is the loyalty of those people, and the blood and loyalty of the older generation are often more important than life.

Later, when he learned that this girl was pregnant, He Songyan breathed a deep sigh of relief, and when he went underground, he could be regarded as having an explanation for this old brother.

After knowing that he was not blessed to see this great-grandson born, the old man wanted to see the girl again before he died.

It's a pity that the old man still hasn't seen it, He Songyan slowly retracted his gaze, and the smile in the corner of his eyes revealed the calmness and relief of this life.

"Yan Sheng."

Even when he was dying, He Songyan's voice was still calm and powerful.

"Grandpa." He Yansheng held up the old man's palm and held it tightly.

Love, friendship, and family affection have all been gained and lost by He Songyan in this life, and those who have gained and lost have all known how to reconcile with themselves.

He chuckled, and his right palm landed on He Yansheng's shoulder, with expectations and entrustment.

"He Yansheng, I have nothing to regret in this life, but your life is still long, don't forget the promise you made to me in the study, if you break your promise, you will never see each other again!"

He Yansheng's brows eased slightly, and his smile was a little faint, and there was an immutable perseverance in his calm voice.

"Grandpa, you're thinking too much."

A promise that did not seem like a promise, the old man closed his eyes and left peacefully.

The death of an elderly person is called a joy and mourning, and He Yansheng has a faint softness in his heart, and he is also a little warm.

Winter goes to spring, and some ends will end in winter, and if you stay, you can support it until the beginning of spring, which is an open secret in Cloud City.

The reason why the winter is sluggish and difficult is probably because of this.

In fact, walking so peacefully, at the end of life, is a blessing after all.

Men have tears and don't flick, and men have gold under their knees. In this life, He Yansheng shed tears just for the girl named Zhong Zixi.

When he bent down and knelt, he was only to ask to marry the girl he loved.

There are 12 classics in the classic inheritance of Chinese culture, including people, things, cultivation, power and strategy, and Taoism.

He Songyan also told He Yansheng that a gentleman has four major cultivations called self-examination, self-denial, prudence, and forgiveness, He Yansheng in the shopping mall is strong and knows how to be restrained, He Yansheng is low-key and knows how to be gentle in front of his family, and He Yansheng is gentle and knows how to wait by his lover's side.

But in the past 20 years, he thought about letting others live, but others chose to put him to death.

Thirty Erli should have been happy and kind, but this year, his gentle appearance will all fade away, but only ruthlessness remains.

He Yansheng closed his eyes vigorously and let his thoughts scatter in the water.

Zhong Zixi slowly got up and pushed open the door.

There was only a dull yellow light left in the room, and the movement of his hands froze, and a loose look fell on his shoulder.

The golden ratio of the waist and narrow hips, the long and straight legs wrapped under the silver-gray loungewear, and the obvious mermaid line on the loose loungewear made Zhong Zixi's cheeks flush with a little unnaturalness.

She didn't expect to see such a beautiful picture as soon as she came in, and she didn't stay for a while. When Zhong Zixi is at a loss, he likes his eyes to move up and down, and his fingers unconsciously stir around the corners of his clothes.

Now that her belly is getting bigger, her propped belly is like a small watermelon, but she can't find the corner of her clothes in the first place, He Yansheng stared at her helpless appearance and was a little stunned.

It's been a long time since I've seen her so innocent, standing there without a trace of aggression is enough to make He Yansheng lose his mind.

Zhong Zixi has such a ability, and his whole body is shrouded in a layer of faint light with a unique halo. is like a warm sun, not speaking is enough to make him lean into his direction, like a fire.

His thin lips were slightly hooked, and the indifferent smile on the corner of his mouth was not too strong but just right. He Yansheng got dressed and walked in front of Zhong Zixi step by step.

The man's strong movements made her unprepared, let alone refuse. The familiar breath poured into his nose, and he took her into his arms with a heavy but light movement.

The emphasis is on holding her palm with one hand, directly letting her lean all her weight on He Yansheng's body, so light that when He Yansheng is close to him, he always carefully protects her belly with gentle and domineering actions.

This kind of feeling has always been only given to She Yansheng, maybe this night is approaching, maybe the two people who are at a loss for each other this night need comfort too much, maybe the long-lost hug and love can comfort the two frustrations

of young people.

A strong one that cannot refuse, and a pretending one that has no way out.

She knew that she and He Yansheng both got along with masks, but neither of them had the intention of breaking it first.

Some things happen naturally, Zhong Zixi doesn't know what other people's husbands and wives are like, she never thought that she would be crazy enough to have a relationship with this man after talking about divorce.

It's ridiculous, and the long-lost alienation becomes subtle with this affair. He Yansheng is very gentle, has always been very gentle, Zhong Zixi is always indulged in this gentleness, she knows that she should not have anything to do with him anymore.

She knew she was out of control, and everything had gotten out of control since the beginning.

Maybe it started with that hug, maybe it was from the tender look he just had lost himself. Especially in this case, there are things that seem to be out of the way of reason.

She has never been a complaining person, and she will not be hypocritical until she goes to this man to talk about the so-called temporary loss of control whose madness it is?

Zhong Zixi propped up his body and prepared to get up, the little baby in his belly probably sensed that his parents had just done something bad, and he didn't know whether it was a happy flip or an unhappy protest.

Slightly rolled in Zhong Zixi's stomach and rolled over a few times, and the slight pain made Zhong Zixi couldn't help frowning slightly.

The delicate eyebrows were slightly twisted, and the subconscious snort was very small, and it fell on He Yansheng's ears like a silent accusation.

His rough palm rested on the woman's shoulder, pulling her back to the pillow again. The breath in the room was still a little ambiguous, and the situation of the two of them at this time was a little awkward.

Zhong Zixi lowered his eyes and lay back in the man's palm.

He Yansheng turned over and picked up the home clothes that had just fallen off the ground, covered Zhong Zixi's upper body, and gently pulled the quilt on her body down a little.

If it is just a momentary distraction that can be defined as an impulse, then it is self-evident that it means something again.

Zhong Zixi gently pulled the quilt and protested silently, and was just in the deep exchange. This man has always been worried about her belly, but whenever she frowned lightly and her expression was a little wrong, the man immediately stopped.

He Yansheng leaned down and gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead, without the slightest lust, just endless piety and intentions.

Zhong Zixi lost his mind lightly, He Yansheng happened to gently pull down the corners of the quilt, he bent down and propped himself up and kissed her round belly.

The little guy in the belly is probably communicating with his father for the first time, so he is very excited, and the little bag on his belly is very cute. The man listened attentively to the powerful fetal movement on the woman's belly, they were the closest people in the world, they had just done the closest thing in the world, but she was still reluctant to say a word to him.

He Yansheng understood Zhong Zixi's thoughts, and did not force her.

And Zhong Zixi was very glad that she did not refuse this man this night, and she did not let this man regret the luck of being a father for a long time

Good fortune.

The chill outside the window was deep, and the winter style whistled outside, it should be very cold, and the overlapping shadows of men and women in the room looked like they were hugging each other and sleeping in a drunken yellow light.

After that night, their relationship seemed to have changed, and it was as if nothing had changed, and neither of them took the initiative to break the status quo.

This New Year, everything is different, some turns seem to be going in a good direction, and some turns seem to stay where they are.

And she spent this New Year with a calm heart, maybe it will always be like this in the future, and this dead heart has no waves.

Winter goes to spring, the steep is gone, and the spring is warm.

Some things that are avoided will eventually be brought to the table, and on May 8th, He Yansheng had kissed her on the forehead in the morning before she had time to refuse, and it seemed that he had just touched it.

He said softly, "Zizi, happy birthday, I know that maybe you will never be happy on this day, maybe it shouldn't be like this, as long as you think I will do what you want." ”

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