His ears were buzzing, his chest was breathless, and the sounds around him were not heard clearly, looking at Old Man Qiao's emaciated and old face, An Xiaoxi really felt what it meant to be "powerless".

Outside the window, the black clouds were overwhelmed, and inside the window, the mood of the three of them was quite heavy. An Xiaoxi didn't dare to look at Qiao Wenhan's eyes, at the time of the meeting, she was still eager to get comfort and affirmation from him, but at this time, he didn't have the courage to face the heroic eyes that were as sharp as knives on weekdays, for fear of seeing a lifeless, empty, and down-and-out pitiful person.

If Old Man Qiao has three longs and two shorts, Qiao Wenhan's blood relatives in this world are equal to zero, and he will face everything alone, at the age of less than thirty.

An Xiaoxi can give him love, warmth, and care, but no one can replace the weight of Old Man Qiao in his heart. Thinking of this, a tear slipped out of the corner of An Xiaoxi's eye.

"Little ghost, what are you doing over there, help me up."

Old Man Qiao's voice was still so kind and kind, but he was optimistic about his spirit, and An Xiaoxi was even more distressed when he heard it.

Hurriedly took three steps and two steps, ran over and helped Old Man Qiao up with Qiao Wenhan.

As soon as he met Qiao Wenhan's eyes, his eyes avoided.

Qiao Wenhan didn't want to show a fragile and incompetent side, he had always been a proud prince in front of women, the unbeatable heir of the Jin Qiao Group, but he couldn't bear this heavy heart, and only by escaping could he temporarily gain a little peace.

An Xiaoxi's eyes didn't bother him, nor did she take the initiative to look for him. helped Old Man Qiao into the wheelchair, watched Qiao Wenhan push him out, and followed behind.

……

"How do you get the old man to participate in a high-intensity meeting, how did you do it!"

In the bedroom of Qiao's mansion, the family doctor blushed angrily.

The old man Qiao who was lying on the bed did not have the momentum of pointing at the company just now, and became an ordinary old man. The kind of old man you would normally meet in any park or on any walking trail.

His room remained untouched, still in the same furnishings as it had been when he left. Qiao Wenhan sent people to clean and maintain carefully every day, and he didn't dare to slack off.

Qiao Wenhan and An Xiaoxi didn't squeak, they couldn't answer the doctor's angry questioning.

After a while, Old Man Qiao slowly spoke.

"Don't get in the way, old problems, and don't blame them, it's my ......"

Then he coughed sharply, and the sound seemed to come from a tattered lung, each of which was tearing at the old man's internal organs.

"You too, I have long advised you to let young people take over, now it's okay, after all these years of recuperation, the body has fallen back."

The doctor has been with Old Man Qiao for many years, and he has always respected him, so he will be angry. In fact, he also knew what Old Man Qiao's physical condition was, but when he saw Old Man Qiao being so reckless, he was very angry, and he was still angry with Qiao Wenhan's unqualified heirs.

"Oh, you just don't say a word, I'm not good."

The old man responded a few words from time to time between coughs, and the doctor was not good at saying anything.

Carrying the medical kit out, Qiao Wenhan sent him to the door. I only heard him mutter, "Okay, it's all like this."

Qiao Wenhan's eyes turned red instantly, he was not born ruthless, but he didn't dare to be emotional.

It's hard to imagine the day when my grandfather's deadline is approaching.

Qiao Wenhan respectfully sent the doctor out and arranged for a driver to take him home. The attitude is very modest, and the speech is very polite, just like sending a god to cure all diseases, and the current glimmer of hope is to rely on medical means to last for a while.

"Grandpa......"

Sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at the old man who slept peacefully on the bed, Qiao Wenhan had mixed feelings, and the voice of "grandfather" was like a child.

An Xiaoxi sat on the sofa in the living room, she didn't want to disturb Qiao Wenhan, staring at the ancient pendulum clock swinging again and again, when she noticed the time, time would pass very slowly.

In this way, she slows down time, and she is fascinated by watching.

"Hey!"

A heavy man's voice came from behind her, shaking her awake at once. It's Qiao Wenhan.

He didn't cry, his eyes were still so sharp and resolute, An Xiaoxi was relieved. No matter what Qiao Wenhan's state is, he can still cheer up and give the world a strong image, which shows that he has not yet reached the point of collapse.

"Grandpa is asleep, let's talk."

The two of them walked in the conservatory of the garden, which used to be the place where they "lived together" sweetly, the flowers were still those flowers, the fragrance was still those fragrances, the flowing water was still those flowing water, but the mood of the two people had changed.

"Did the old man say anything?"

An Xiaoxi asked in a low voice, not sure if it would be abrupt to ask like this suddenly, but it was indeed what she wanted to know the most.

Qiao Wenhan shook his head.

"He fell asleep and didn't say anything. I didn't know he was getting to this point, I ......"

As he spoke, Qiao Wenhan stopped and raised his head.

Tall people have the advantage that no one can see their grief and tears when they are on their backs. Only the sky knows their joys and sorrows.

"It's come to this, and we can only face it. I'm worried that once Old Man Joe ...... Kim Joe's situation could be tougher. ”

An Xiaoxi sat on the wooden chair next to her, Qiao Wenhan looked at her, looked at the flowers around her, and walked over.

"You say it's spring, but the flowers here are blooming brilliantly, why?"

Qiao Wenhan's words changed, and An Xiaoxi was a little uncomfortable.

"It's a conservatory, it's heated, and it's natural to bloom in winter like spring...... What happened to you? ”

The corners of Qiao Wenhan's mouth twitched, and the light in his eyes dimmed.

"Defying the laws of nature and forcing the flowers to bloom in winter, the heating will always stop one day......

The meaning of this unclear word made An Xiaoxi scratch his head. Turning to look at the flowers around me, it suddenly dawned on me.

Old Man Qiao's health has long been bad, but he is relying on medical means to support him, but people can't win the sky after all, and the day when the oil runs out and the lamp will dry up.

An Xiaoxi's eyes burst into tears.

Qiao Wenhan wiped it with his cold and pale fingers, and then it came out and wiped again.

"I have never met my grandfather and grandfather, and the first time I have seen an old man who treats me so kindly, it is the old man. You may not believe it, but I can't give up on the old man......"

With tears in his eyes, hot tears fell on the back of Qiao Wenhan's hand, and they met with cold and heat. People who depend on each other in this life are afraid that they will become An Xiaoxi.

Qiao Wenhan helped her wipe her tears distressedly, patted her shoulder, and hugged her in his arms.

"From now on, I'm the only one with you, understand?"

The sound was like a breeze in the cold winter, which made people feel uplifted and cold.

An Xiaoxi nodded, Qiao Wenhan's embrace was still so warm, his heart was beating strongly, and she heard every sound so vividly. He never seemed to have changed, and he seemed to have changed again.

No matter how he changes or how the world changes, he must be by his side and be his "only" in this world. An Xiaoxi secretly gritted his teeth and made a decision, even if he went up the knife mountain and went down to the oil pot, he would follow him.

It was very dark, but it was only half dark at three o'clock in the afternoon. The lights suddenly turned on in the conservatory, and Qiao Wenhan and An Xiaoxi realized that they had been hugging each other for a long time.

wiped the tears on his face, and prepared to go to the bedroom to see Old Man Qiao again.

As soon as I stepped out of the conservatory, I found that the dark and oppressive sky was actually floating with snowflakes. Large snowflakes fell one after another, and An Xiaoxi's head and coat soon received a layer of snow-white ice crystals.

The first snow of the year came earlier than usual. Everything is so wonderful, the gloomy and oppressive sky can give birth to these thousands of snow-white spirits.

An Xiaoxi reached out and grabbed a snowflake.

Qiao Wenhan took the coat and walked out, and when he saw An Xiaoxi's appearance, the figure of an old man flashed in his mind.

It's Cai Mengyu.

"Hey! Look, it's snowing! ”

An Xiaoxi turned her head to look at Qiao Wenhan, surprised like a child.

"Hmm."

Qiao Wenhan's attitude was very indifferent, how could he think of Cai Mengyu, was the two too similar, or he didn't let go at all. Qiao Wenhan hated his half-heartedness.

Once he hates himself, he becomes cold and arrogant, and unkind.

"Let's go, stop playing, go see grandpa."

Pulling An Xiaoxi to the living room, there was constantly flying snow falling in the porch, and today's snow was too similar to that year's snow. It's about the same weather, it's about the same snowfall time, it's about the same amount of snow, and there are about the same people around.

The snow in Berlin, the snow at the moment, are intertwined, the reactions of the two women to the snow are staggered, and the two equally bright and lovely faces are saying the same thing to Qiao Wenhan.

I'm about to suffocate. If he hadn't fled the snow, Qiao Wenhan might have fainted right away.

"You slow down, I can't keep up."

An Xiaoxi was almost taken away along the way, Qiao Mansion is very big, today's Qiao Mansion is very large, how can you not walk through that short porch, how can you not escape the harassment of this snow.

So much so that as soon as they entered the door, An Xiaoxi and Qiao Wenhan were panting heavily.

"What's wrong?"

An Xiaoxi questioned again, Qiao Wenhan didn't say a word, went to his grandfather's bedroom again, and closed the door. On the surface, he was listening to the affairs of the foreign bus, but in fact, he was also avoiding An Xiaoxi.

"The first snow has to smile, come, laugh one."

The ears were full of Cai Mengyu's voice, getting louder and louder, talking more and more. Soon upset Qiao Wenhan. Old Man Qiao inhaled oxygen and was still lying down.

Qiao Wenhan looked at his grandfather, his eyes seemed to be pleading.

"What do you want me to do? What should I do? ”

I thought I had already let go, but I found that the memories were so strong and powerful. Qiao Wenhan was tortured by the first snow, tortured by the past, tortured by the present, and was about to collapse.

He listened to Old Man Qiao's teachings all the way, and although he was occasionally a little arrogant, he never disobeyed his old man's wishes. Even emotionally, he couldn't be with Cai Mengyu in the end.

He owes Cai Mengyu a love and a life. But his life was given by his grandfather.

On the day of the first snowfall, he couldn't laugh.