And in what capacity should they get along?

I haven't seen each other for so many years, and I don't know where to start getting along.

The only thing she can confirm is that she is not afraid of being single for the rest of her life, but she is not willing to watch Xiao Pidan live without a father for the rest of her life.

The car started with one kick, but braked instantly, leaving only a piercing sound of wheels sliding.

In front of the front of the car, the man who stood at some point stood in front of him like a needle that was difficult to pull out, and it was difficult to shake it.

Murong stopped looking at the man's appearance, the inexplicable and eternal factor in his veins couldn't stop jumping, and he couldn't help but wave his little hand at the man, "Dad~ Dad!" ”

Through the car window, Ling Feng caught his daughter's movements at a glance, and for a while, all the strength in his body was crumpled, and he just wanted to go over and hug her.

Murong Yu felt her daughter shouting unreservedly, and she wanted to shout to him so enthusiastically, but she didn't have the courage.

The moment he appeared, she understood that she still loved him very much, like rain following the wind, regardless of what it started, like the wind that traveled 800 miles, regardless of the return date, like rain falling in the tropics and the polar regions, not far away.

It's just that the person we love will change, and when we embrace and turn around, we may no longer be strangers to the past, we ourselves will change, and between love and non-love, we may not be able to go back to yesterday.

Once they all thought that they could die for love, but later found out that in fact, love can't kill people, he will only prick a needle in the most painful place, making them want to cry without tears, they toss and turn, and then become a demon for a long time, and finally become steel.

He is not the wind, and he is not sand, no matter how lingering he used to be, he can't reach the end of the world now.

He has his firmness, and she has her dignity.

Since he didn't say goodbye last time, the distance between them is no longer a sentence of "I still love you" can make up completely.

Now he stood in front of her, like a dream of anticipation and contradiction, grasping the wind that he could not embrace, and the wine that he wanted to drink but was afraid of getting drunk.

He might as well just walk away now and not tell her what he was doing now, what he had done before, and what he was going to do after.

It is enough to give back the quiet days of the mother and daughter in this way.

Murong Yu moved his finger up and pressed the horn.

"Drip-"

The sound of the car was particularly harsh in the downtown area, but it failed to repel Ling Feng's footsteps.

He had come all the way to see them for more than just a glance.

He walked up and stopped in the cab where Murong Yu was, knocked on the glass with his slender joints, and reached out to pull the car door, only to find that it had been locked by Murong Yu.

"Xiaoyu," Ling Feng's deep voice sounded, "send the child back first, and we'll talk alone." ”

Murong Yu's eyes looked straight ahead, as if he hadn't heard a word about the man's words.

Ling Feng sighed almost inaudibly, withdrew his arm from the car window, pinched the rearview mirror, and with an inexplicable force, asked, "Xiaoyu, didn't you promise me that you would wait for me to come back?" ”

As soon as the words came out, the fingers of the people in the car who were gripping the steering wheel loosened, and the mouth came out, "Get in the car." ”

After all, she was reluctant to refuse his explanation.

Yes, it is so easy to cause and die.

After all, husband and wife, they have also been chic and sweet, and it is not easy to let go of it.

What's more, there is still this child here, even if it is for the sake of raising the child in the future, they should sit down and talk about it.