Su Qin seemed to be stimulated by something, his hands tightly grasped Cheng Hongming's arm, his eyes were full of fear and panic, Alzheimer's disease made her memory confused, he used to be in the mall, he couldn't even remember the simplest common sense in life.

She couldn't accept herself at all, and her physical illness and psychological pressure made her gradually depressed, and her physical condition became worse and worse.

"Mom, I'm back. Arise, we do not sit on the ground, but it is cold on the ground. ”​

Cheng Hongming firmly held her with both hands, and then supported her body to sit on the sofa next to her.

"Ming'er, why did you come back from the United States. Do you know? Something happened at home, your father...... Your dad he's gone. ”​

Su Qin seemed to be greatly stimulated, tears burst out of her eyes in an instant, and her chaotic memories returned to ten years ago, when Cheng Zhen had just passed away.

"Mom, my dad has been dead for many years, and I know I've suffered you all these years. In the future, I will spend more time with you and accompany you well! ”

There is indelible tenderness in Cheng Hongming's eyes, and he is as patient as a little crow in an ancient story, leaning over his mother's knees.

"Your dad is already dead? Have you been dead for years? Why...... Why do I feel like what happened yesterday. ”

Su Qin's eyes were wandering, as if she couldn't distinguish the true from the false in front of her, she thought carefully...... Thinking...... Then you suddenly have to hold your head with your hands.

"Mom...... Mom ......" Cheng Hongming called out to Su Qin one after another, trying to wake up her sleeping mind, he gently separated her two hands with his hand, and held it in his palm with warmth, "Mom, although Dad left, we got the eldest brother back." When he is free, he will also come to Cheng Yuan to accompany you. ”

Cheng Hongxin is a knot that Su Qin has not been able to open over the years, and he knows that only this person can calm his mother.

"You say...... Hongxin found? He's really not dead, hehe, great. Back then, blame me, just looking at the boy wearing the same clothes as your brother, I thought it was your brother who died, and I even ...... Didn't even dare to step forward and see his appearance clearly. ”

Su Qin suddenly burst into tears, feeling so sad that she couldn't do it like a coquettish child. Cheng Hongming could only stand next to her, his broad palm slowly caressing her back, as if giving her endless warmth and comfort.

She also had times when she was crying and tired, shouting to drink water, and Cheng Hongming hurriedly made her her favorite jasmine tea.

He blew on the fragrant cup of tea before handing it to her.

Before the teacup was delivered to his lips and had time to be put into his mouth, Su Qin suddenly noticed You Lan, who was standing not far away, slowly put down the cup in his hand, frowned deeply, and his brain seemed to be running out again, "You...... Who are you and how are you in my house? ”

You Lan smiled softly, she seemed to know that Su Qin didn't like her, so she didn't dare to talk nonsense in this situation, but she also slowly took two steps forward, "Auntie, I am Xing'er's mother, and Xing'er is your granddaughter." ”

Su Qin's eyes suddenly lit up, and he muttered in surprise, "Do I have a granddaughter?" That's right, I have a granddaughter named Xing'er. Xing'er's mother, you are ......"

"Mom......" Cheng Hongming pulled You Lan to his side, interlocked his fingers with her, and looked back at Su Qin very firmly, with a shallow smile on the corner of his lips, "The two of us are about to get married, and when we get married." I will take care of you with Lan'er, and Xing'er will accompany you as well......"

"Married? Lan'er? Su Qin's mind was unknown, and the picture in her mind was intermittent, as if something couldn't be connected, but she felt that the woman in front of her seemed to be very annoying, but she couldn't figure out why she hated her.

Suddenly, a touch of anger flashed in her eyes, she picked up the teacup in front of her and threw it in the direction of You Lan, and stood up from her seat with emotion, "She is You Lan, you Yi's daughter, this slut, I don't want to see her slut." ”

Cheng Hongming subconsciously went to block the teacup, all the hot tea was poured on his arm, the man gritted his teeth and snorted, Su Qin seemed to be frightened, and all the madness turned into panic.

You Lan also hurriedly stepped forward to investigate his wounds, but was pushed away by Su Qin, and shouted at him frantically, "Slut, get out of the way!" ”

You Lan secretly lost her soul and left Cheng Yuan, but fortunately, Cheng Hongming's injuries were not serious, and it was enough for Mei Jin and their servants to take care of her.

In the dead of night, the cold wind of the early winter night, You Lan stood on the balcony holding a wine glass, the red liquid spreading down her mouth, cup after cup.

The air was dry and cold, and she was thinly dressed, but she was still in the cold wind, trying to clear the chaotic thoughts in her mind by the cold temperature.

Over the years, she has just been a mother who has slowly become cold in her arms, but she seems to have ignored that You Yi is the culprit who killed Cheng Zhen, and Cheng Zhen's death has also brought indelible traces of pain to the Cheng family.

He overcame the pain first, and then reached out to her, and she had spent more than three years torturing him, and of course herself.

This relationship is burdened with too many things, and it is a little overwhelming.

The night sky is inky blue, and a few clear stars outline the prototype of Orion, like a warrior guarding the night, and there will always be an inexplicable peace of mind when you see him.

I remembered that once, Cheng Hongming was lying on the lawn with her to look at the stars, and he told her that the Mayans believed that there was an alien civilization hidden in the constellation Orion!

When naming her daughter, she couldn't help but think of this romantic past.

The cold wind around her was suddenly blocked, and the warm breath poured in from all directions, filling all her senses, and the man hugged her from behind, and the hot and warm embrace was intoxicating!

"Stealing my wine again, it's very expensive, do you know?" The man's jaw rested against her shoulder, and the burning breath sprayed down her neck, tickling a little.

"It's still distressing to drink so much wine from you, it's a big deal that I'll pay you for it." The woman pursed her lips and set the glass aside, looking unhappy.

"Compensation? You are a wine seller, you should know how much this bottle of Romanée Conti is worth? Sell your house, and it is estimated that it will barely meet the market price. I'm collecting it, waiting for it to rise, and now it's good for you to pour it into your stomach. ”

With some strength, he turned the woman out of his arms, and his face was like a red apple after drinking, and he couldn't help but take a punitive bite.

"Do you want to sell your house? Don't you lie to me? She staggered to the position of the windowsill, and firmly grasped its bottleneck with her backhand, Cheng Hongming really did not lie to her, this is a collector's edition of Romanée Conti, only 600 bottles were produced at that time, and less than 30 bottles are extant.

"Did I lie to you? Well? The man's gaze met hers, and the four eyes met her, making her completely avoidable.

The woman's little face was so red that her sultry eyes winked at her in a daze, and a shy smile curled up on her lips, "No...... Sorry, I just took a bottle casually and didn't read the ...... clearly Brand labels. ”

"Excuse me? Want to deal with such an insincere apology? The man shook his head dissatisfied, and grabbed her white chin with one free hand, rubbing his fingertips against her skin.

"Drink it all, you won't really force me to sell the house, right! Stingy, a bottle of ...... Just a bottle of wine. ”

You Lan stretched out her index finger and shook it in front of his eyes, he didn't know how many bottles of good wine there were in his cellar, she just drank one of them.

"You don't want to sell your house! Only...... The flesh is paid. He suddenly picked her up and strode in the direction of the bedroom, then both fell into the ocean blue bed.

"Huh!" The man snorted suddenly, and the arm that was burned by the tea was just pressed by her, and he frowned in pain.

"What's wrong with you? Show me. You Lan got up from the bed and sat cross-legged on the bed with the man, holding his sleeves little by little, and the burned area was already wrapped in gauze.

"It's just a small injury, so I won't delay you to lose money for alcohol." The man said as he began to unbutton his body, and then took off his shirt, revealing his sexy, strong abs.

You Lan grabbed his arm, her fingers lightly touched the white gauze, and her eyes were full of deep distress, "This injury was originally mine!" ”

The cup of hot tea was supposed to fall on her, but he stopped it without even thinking about it.

The woman's bright eyes shone with crystal water, he pursed his thin lips and kissed her eyes, his voice was hoarse, "If you are really moved, then pay for it twice!" ”​

The moon is as cool as water, and a room is beautiful on the window!

When the woman woke up, her side was empty.

The skeleton all over her body was sore, and her body was full of traces of madness and ambiguity, and she closed her eyes in shame when she saw the dark red extending from her neck in the bathroom mirror.

The man had probably made her favorite breakfast, went into the bedroom and slowly looked for her, and then came to the bathroom, saw her in a suspender nightdress, and slowly hugged her from behind.

"Does it hurt? Sorry, it got a little out of hand last night. He likes to brand his own marks on her body, but when he sees the deep and shallow marks on the woman's body, he can't hide the feeling of distress.

"It's just that I have to wear a turtleneck to meet people again today?" The woman pursed her lips and sighed at herself in the mirror.

"It's okay if you don't like wearing turtlenecks, Hermès has two new silk scarves that are good, and I've already bought them to put in your cloakroom."

The man's fingers traced the dots of imprints, as if admiring his own work.

"It seems that you have ulterior motives for buying silk scarves, and I won't be moved by the money spent."

The woman grabbed his troubled hand and raised her head forty-five degrees.

The man lowered his head and pecked her little face, some of which were rare to prepare words, and only after a while did he say in a low voice: "I really want to please you, because...... I'm going to be away for a while......"

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