Chapter 132: At least for now, Rong Cang is here

"Why have I never heard you mention things on Weibo?" Lian Hui couldn't help but ask.

Lian Xuan took a deep breath and replied in the most understated tone: "It's normal if you haven't heard of it, your scientific research and education work are very busy, it's hard to think of me." ”

In the end, she still gave Lian Hui face, and did not expose the real reason why they were not in contact with each other.

In the past, when their parents were not divorced, they were also very busy, but they still found time to arrange weekend outings and small get-togethers.

Lian Hui on the other end of the phone was silent.

"Xuan Xuan......" he called Lian Xuan's name with difficulty.

"I didn't blame Dad." Lian Xuan looked out the window, she just blamed the feelings of this world for being too thin, and no matter how strong it was, she couldn't escape a separate ending.

Later, they really didn't fulfill their responsibilities as parents.

But she also has grandparents, grandparents, uncles and uncles and many other relatives.

"We haven't seen each other in a long time, haven't we?" He asked.

Lian Xuan's fingertips gently rubbed the back cover of the phone, "I don't know how long it has been, it should have been a long time." ”

Lian Hui didn't want to see her, so when he went home during the Spring Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival, he avoided her.

Retardation is also the same.

In this regard, their divorced couple has a particularly tacit understanding.

"When we have time, let's go home and get together." Lian Hui put forward his idea, I don't know if the guilt is greater than everything.

She thought it should be.

Otherwise, why didn't I think about Xiaoju before, but now that I know that she is sick, I want to get together.

"Dad." Lian Xuan smiled very lightly, "I'm very busy with work, you can ask grandpa, I don't go home much in a year, so the matter of the small gathering, I may have to wait for the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I will go back every year during the Mid-Autumn Festival and the Spring Festival." ”

"Xuanxuan, aren't you taking a break for a while?" Lian Hui hesitated.

"How can I be so vulnerable? And ......" Lian Xuan paused, turning his head to look at the busy figure in the kitchen, "I have my own strength to support me, and I won't collapse." ”

And Rong Cang's future, she doesn't know what it will be like.

But at least at this moment, Rong Cang was by her side.

Accepting the drawbridge effect was not as difficult as she thought.

If you don't understand something, just think about it slowly, anyway, there is still a long time.

Qin Yanqian was right, she should judge it herself.

"Well, that's good." Lian Hui didn't know what to say.

The two fell silent.

Until the familiar Qingci's voice swayed: "Sister Xuanxuan." ”

"Huh?" Lian Xuan turned his head and replied softly, "What's wrong?" ”

"Would you like to have something spicy today?" Rong Cang was wearing a bear apron that she bought from the supermarket today, with a beautiful bow tied behind her, which she tied with her own hands.

Perfectly contours the lean waist.

The cold and noble temperament is mixed with two points of fireworks, and the whole person is more real and vivid.

"Can I eat spicy today?" She blinked lightly and half-jokingly: "You don't say anything like that affecting work?" ”

Rong Cang couldn't help but laugh lowly, "Director Zhao's love show, even if your voice is dumb, it doesn't matter, right?" ”

"Director Zhao knows that he is going to raise his voice against it." Lian Xuan's eyes couldn't help but bend slightly.

"I'll be fine waiting for dinner." Rong Cang turned around and walked back to the kitchen.

Lian Xuan stared at his slender and upright figure for a few seconds, and heard a slightly astringent voice in the earpiece: "Xuan Xuan, you ......"

"Ahh Only then did she react, she didn't hang up the phone just now, "It's Rong Cang." ”

Lian Hui has seen the news, and is a little hesitant: "You are in love, that object?" ”

"Sort of." Lian Xuan also learned Rong Can's ambiguous way of speaking.

The matter of agreeing to a hidden marriage with Rong Cang is very complicated, and it is not clear on the phone, so it is better not to say it at all, so as to save him from worrying.

What's more, he doesn't necessarily really want to know.

"Okay, then...... You have a good rest, get ready to eat, Dad hangs up first. Lian Hui spoke very slowly, revealing a bit of reluctance.

Lian Xuan closed his eyes and replied calmly: "Okay, then I'll talk about it when I have time, dad bye." ”

She hung up first.

She was afraid that if she listened a little more, her silent heart would be shaken.

The phone hung up, and a text message from an unfamiliar number popped up on the phone screen: "I'm Chi Ran, Mom, I changed my number before." Xuanxuan, are you okay? Why didn't your grandfather talk to me about these things? If I knew, I would have come to see you."

Look at.

Her parents are so similar.

But maybe it's because it's too similar that they're separated.

"Very good, don't worry, Mom, I didn't let Grandpa tell you, I don't want to disturb your work." Lian Xuan slowly typed on the keyboard, and after editing the message, he sent it out.

Why did she hide it from her grandparents and grandparents in the first place?

It seems to be because of what Shang Jing said.

It seems to know that even if the parents know, they can't change anything.

But it's all in the past, and it doesn't matter if you remember it or not.

Rong Cang quickly finished cooking dinner and brought a few dishes to the table.

He made a spicy pot that wasn't so spicy, and it was filled with all of Lian Xuan's favorite ingredients: konjac knots, thousand-page tofu, enoki mushrooms, broccoli, lettuce, and all kinds of meatballs.

There is also a dish of stir-fried rape and cold bitter gourd.

The beautiful name says: bitter gourd to fire.

No problem.

"Rong Cang." Lian Xuan took a bite of the lettuce, crispy, the aroma of chili pepper and pepper exploded between her lips and teeth, she narrowed her eyes with satisfaction, and her voice was sweet: "Why don't you ask about the phone?" ”

She thought Rong Cang would ask.

After all, she had never mentioned her parents to Rong Cang before.

"Sister Xuanxuan will say what she wants to say." Rong Cang gave her a bitter gourd with chopsticks, and laughter overflowed from his throat: "My curiosity is not so strong." ”

Lian Xuan bit her chopsticks and fanned her eyelashes: "About my parents, have you heard my grandpa and grandparents talk about it?" ”

"Nope." He shook his head, "How could they overstep their bounds in this kind of thing?" ”

Also.

The elders in her family are very measured people.

"And how do you know I like spicy food?" Lian Xuan remembered something again, Rong Cang made spicy chicken without hesitation during the cooking challenge, saying that he didn't know that he liked spicy food, which no one believed.

"New Year's Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival dinners, most of the spicy dishes on the table go into your stomach." The man spoke unhurriedly, and his tone was unwavering, as if he was saying something ordinary.

Lian Xuan was fiercely silent.

I really can't argue with that.

It's just that I didn't expect Rong Cang to pay so much attention to her at that time.

was silent, but the phone popped up with new messages.

An unexpected person.

"Grandpa Su: Xuanxuan, grandpa supports you!"

"Grandpa Su?" Rong Cang, who was sitting next to him, didn't have time to avoid it, and took the familiar avatar on the mobile phone screen into his eyes.

"Hmm." Lian Xuan nodded, "Do you remember the old man who lent me pen, ink, paper, and inkstone in Taomu Village before?" Didn't he ask for my WeChat? It's this Grandpa Su. ”

The man's eyes were complicated for a moment, and Lian Xuan didn't see it clearly, so it faded away.

"I see." Rong Cang paused for a second and spoke calmly.

Lian Xuan was even more sure that the complicated eyes just now were delusions.

"Grandpa Su, don't worry, I'm strong/strong/strong" She is used to reporting good news and not bad news, and is used to saying words that reassure others.

"Buzz-" The phone vibrated from the side.