Outside the window, it seemed to be raining.

An Xiaoxi slept in a daze, the sound of the rain made people unstable, and she wanted to continue to cultivate sleepiness, but suddenly jumped up in surprise and sat on the bed.

Absence.

It's a rainy day, but it's the day when Qiao Wenhan transforms into a werewolf.

He's not at home these days, and even though he's been through a few rains, Xiaoxi doesn't care.

But this "werewolf" has returned, and tonight is probably a good day for him to transform. An Xiaoxi subconsciously wrapped the nightgown on her body tightly, and her body was cold.

Turn on the lamp and try to close all the doors and windows before the situation gets completely out of control.

With Qiao Wenhan's character, of course, he first closed the door, then the floor-to-ceiling window, and then didn't even let go of the cloakroom.

Like a well-trained agent, An Xiaoxi sealed all the external gates in the house in less than three minutes.

"Hehe, I'm relieved."

Clapped his hands, looking like he was done, and his heart was relaxed.

Jumping into the bed like a rabbit.

"What? Anti-thief? ”

A voice that couldn't be more familiar suddenly sounded in my ears, and the physical distance would not exceed five meters.

It's Qiao Wenhan.

An Xiaoxi was a little panicked, so much so that she didn't dare to raise her eyes to confirm.

How can this Qiao Wenhan be even more terrifying than a ghost.

And Qiao Wenhan didn't turn into a werewolf, his old problem of insomnia was committed again, and this rain failed to hypnotize him, making it even more difficult.

When he opened the door of An Xiaoxi's room with the spare master key, An Xiaoxi was carrying him behind his back to carefully confirm the lock of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Qiao Wenhan almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

Wait for this stupid girl to poke her again when she thinks it's done, the effect is even more obvious, and Qiao Wenhan's wishful thinking is sound.

Before An Xiaoxi could fully react, Qiao Wenhan had already sat on the chair next to An Xiaoxi's bed.

The shawl with Turkish long-staple cotton was put on casually, and there was still the aftertaste of An Xiaoxi's wet hair just now, which was a little ambiguous.

"You...... You...... Sleepwalking again? ”

An Xiaoxi finally opened his eyes, but Qiao Wenhan asked him tentatively in the dark, looking as funny as if he had seen a ghost.

"I see you're sleepwalking."

Qiao Wenhan simply lifted the quilt and squeezed in.

"What are you doing? If you don't sleepwalk, do you plan to have other intentions? ”

An Xiaoxi quickly rolled to the side of the bed, not wanting to be next to Qiao Wenhan.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you today, it's not an auspicious day of the zodiac, or I can't sleep, and I want to talk to you."

Qiao Wenhan was half-sitting, his hands behind his head, leaning against the head of the bed, his eyes staring at the ceiling motionlessly. The ceiling of their Qiao Mansion was specially painted by a European painter, depicting the story of angels leading the world to heaven.

An Xiaoxi called this retro decoration style "the rich man", and Qiao Wenhan always smiled and disagreed.

"You say, is there really a paradise in this world?"

Qiao Wenhan said this coldly, and An Xiaoxi's sleepiness, which was already about to reach its peak, disappeared.

"If you believe, you will have, and if you don't believe, you will not...... If there is a heaven, then will there also be gods? Why would the gods bear to watch me being bullied by you and be so unhappy? ”

An Xiaoxi's series of questions were full of childishness.

To say that the current unhappiness is 10,000 times better than the days when I couldn't eat enough food before, and I didn't have the next meal.

It's just that people are often not easily satisfied, and once the things they originally longed for are obtained, they will quickly depreciate in value and become worthless.

Qiao Wenhan put down his hand and turned his head sideways to look at An Xiaoxi, the dim desk lamp reflected her face, it was so beautiful.

"If there were no gods, how could I have met you? Fool. ”

This "fool" is said very kindly, and it is still unclear who saved whom between the two of them.

Qiao Wenhan only knew that with An Xiaoxi, he was not as irritable as he used to be. I don't go clubbing, I don't go to parties often, but I take on more and more business things, maybe this is the so-called growth.

"Isn't it still a great honor to meet you? Hum! ”

An Xiaoxi stuck out her tongue, and sleepiness swept over again.

She yawned widely, like a cat.

Qiao Wenhan looked at her wide open mouth and sighed how could the usual cherry mouth still become in this form, An Xiaoxi, the treasure girl, is really a fairy pretending, and her facial features can be freely retracted.

"You think about your immortal slowly, I'll go see Zhou Gong first, bye."

An Xiaoxi suddenly got into the quilt and covered her head.

Unexpectedly, he was dragged out again by Qiao Wenhan. An Xiaoxi looked angry, which didn't let people rest.

"Don't sleep!"

Qiao Wenhan said coldly, just like giving orders to his subordinates in the company on weekdays.

"Huh?"

An Xiaoxi was completely convinced of this weirdo, so he had to be like him, leaning on the head of the bed, holding his hands in front of his chest, waiting for Qiao Wenhan to see who could consume whom.

"Talk to me for a while, I haven't spoken to anyone properly today."

"Well, what do you want to say."

An Xiaoxi was like a Taobao customer service, asking and answering questions with Qiao Wenhan, and didn't say anything superfluous. There was only one thought in her head, and that was sleep. The more you fight against sleepiness, the more counterproductive it becomes.

Qiao Wenhan asked An Xiaoxi to tell him a story and coax the old boy, but An Xiaoxi turned on his mobile phone to read fairy tales, and when he flipped through it, he felt that the words on it had become blurry, and his eyes were sour and he couldn't open them at all.

"Bang" the ground, and fell on Qiao Wenhan's shoulder.

Snoring.

Qiao Wenhan shook his head, what a stupid girl who has no romantic talent.

The fairy tale he asked An Xiaoxi to read was "Sleeping Beauty", the story of the prince who woke up with a kiss and proposed marriage.

It's a pity that he met a really asleep beauty, the kind that won't wake up no matter how much he kisses.

Looking at An Xiaoxi on his shoulder, the pink cheeks, long eyelashes, and the small fluffy hairs under the light are all very cute.

Put Ann Xiaoxi's head back on the pillow and cover it with the quilt.

Qiao Wenhan is also leaving this "illegal break-in" room.

I felt in my pajama pocket and pulled out a red box.

It opened, and there was a huge diamond ring.

He was going to propose tonight.

It seems that the time is not ripe enough

……

"Hey, it's me...... I want to ......"

Doodoo ......

Su's mother hung up the phone in a hurry. Three days after she was discharged from the hospital, this was the third time she had received a call from the man.

She hid from her son and didn't dare to tell him the news of this person.

She didn't know that her son had already learned about his life experience in Australia, but many doubts were still waiting for his parents to solve them in person.

"Mom?"

Su Chenfeng came in with hot milk, and Su's mother seemed to be a ghost. The telephone receiver in his hand almost fell to the ground.

"What's wrong, uncomfortable again?"

"No, no."

"It's okay, drink some hot milk and go to sleep. Rest early......"

The moment Su Chenfeng closed the door, he clearly saw his mother crying.

It seems that those past stories, or secrets, will not be solved for a while, because his mother does not have the courage to unravel the dusty scars.

Su Chenfeng didn't go back to the room, he didn't worry about his mother, he was afraid that she wouldn't be able to survive such a body.

It was that minute of wandering that made his heart twist like a knife in an instant.

"Morrowind, Mom is sorry for you!"

Su's mother cried to herself.

Su Chenfeng hurriedly rushed into the room.

"Mom, don't cry, what's wrong, tell me what's wrong, don't cry."

Wiping away the tears on his mother's face with a tissue, Su Chenfeng had mixed feelings in his heart. secretly swore that no matter whose fault it was back then, he would not let go of the person who made her mother so sad now.

"I'm just sorry for you, I'm about to lose my secret, I can't hold that much in my heart, but ......"

As she spoke, Su's mother's breathing symptoms became more and more obvious, as if she was out of breath.

Su Chenfeng hurriedly put her on the bed and lay her flat, unbuttoned the top two buttons of her pajamas, and then slowly recovered.

"Don't hide anything from me, my grandfather told me if my biological father is still alive."

Mother Su's heart chuckled, she never expected that the things she wanted to bring to the grave would no longer have any need to hide them. Over the years, she has suffered too much to keep these secrets, and in the end it turned out to be just wishful thinking.

Thinking of this, my chest became even tighter, and I kept massaging it along the position of my heart.

"Yes, you have a dad who is still alive, and I never told you. So what did your grandfather tell you......

Grandpa really only clicked that day, and did not talk about the details.

"He only said that I still have a father, and he said that he is sorry for our Su family. Nothing else......"

Su's mother wiped a handful of tears, fortunately, the secret is still there, and she can take it to the grave.

"It's all in the past, I didn't have contact with your father after we separated, the past is in the past, he hasn't come to see us for so many years, and now it's a stranger."

Su's mother's tone became calm, completely different from the nervousness just now.

Su Chenfeng could clearly perceive that there were more things hidden in this, but his mother said so, it was not good to continue digging, after all, with his mother's physical condition, any problem might bring secondary harm and indirectly kill her.

"It's not a big deal, there are some things, I'll explain it to you when the time comes."

When the time comes, when is that?

Su Chenfeng hopes that day will never come, because the time is ripe in her mother's mouth must be the day she dies, and it is also the day when Su Chenfeng will become a loner in the true sense.

"Well, it's important for you to take care of your body now, don't think too much about some things."

Su Chenfeng didn't choose to ask, he wanted to find out with his own strength. A man who has lived for so many years in ignorance can't even figure out the identity of his father.

Su Chenfeng felt quite pathetic.

coupled with the frustration in love, the whole person was lost to the extreme.

I also started looking for alcohol to drink.