He said he wanted to see the summer when she grew up.

Shen Qiang lowered her eyes and did not reply. Or maybe I don't know how to answer.

The plane slowly flew into the sky.

Shen Qiang's speed did not stop, and he began to compose the picture in a race against time.

Song Boli sat next to her, he usually travels by private jet, even if he doesn't have a private jet, he is still in first class. Instead of accompanying her to squeeze into this cheap and affordable economy class like now.

Shen Qiang would see Song Boli in his spare time, not deliberately, but he was next to him, and he could see it somewhat.

Since getting on the plane, she didn't answer, and he didn't insist on talking to her, and they were busy with their own things, but they seemed to be in harmony. She glanced inadvertently at his tablet, only to see that he wasn't in a meeting, but was tinkering with a piece of software she couldn't read.

A glass house, and then a piece full of flowers, very dreamy, very princess.

Shen Qiang couldn't help but be a little curious, thinking that he was playing games like Dream Garden or Dream Town.

She looked at Song Boli again with a puzzled gaze.

He was serious, frowning slightly, although he was dressed casually, but no matter how casual he was, she couldn't imagine that he was playing the dream garden game that girls love to play... How to compare, just plant the feeling of Zhang Fei's embroidery.

Shen Qiang thought of this, and looked at it again, but this time it was a little above board.

When she got closer, Song Boli quietly extinguished the tablet in time, and then smiled warmly and asked, "Is the painting finished?" ”

Shen Qiang lowered her eyes, she was really a little curious, and wanted to ask him, but she felt that even if she asked, he would not admit it.

How could Song Boli, a man who is a leader in the business world, want to be found out that he loves to play the little game of Dream Garden?

Besides, everyone has their own little secrets, and Song Boli is no exception, Shen Qiang saved him a little face.

"It's fine." After she finished speaking, she continued to dive into design.

But this time, Song Boli learned more intelligently, and did not click on the game in front of her again, but looked at the plan and copywriting seriously, which should be a media company.

Shen Qiang will see a lot of photos in the copy, men and women.

There is also a male star that Shen Qiang likes, with single eyelids, who is very handsome.

But she didn't say it, and she didn't want to.

She and Song Boli haven't gotten better yet.

After each of them was busy with their own things, they soon arrived at their destination.

When walking out of the airport, Shen Qiang looked at the taxi and the online car-hailing service.

There were a lot of people at the airport, and there were long queues for taxis, so she didn't want to waste time.

It's just that when she took a taxi, Song Boli stood beside her, Shen Qiang paused, and said, "What are you doing standing here?" ”

Hearing her voiceover, Song Boli smiled lightly and said, "Don't get me wrong, I'm just waiting for the bus with you." ”

She also thought that Song Boli wanted to follow her to see Zhuang Fangjie.

Startled her. After realizing that he had slandered and misunderstood him again, he lowered his head a little embarrassed.

Song Boli smiled warmly, did not delay the time, beckoned a taxi for her, and carried her luggage to the trunk before whispering: "Say hello to Auntie for me." ”

He was polite and polite, Shen Qiang lowered his eyes, nodded, and got into the taxi.

After the taxi went farther and farther, the smile on Song Boli's face slowly converged, he looked back, a black low-key luxury car was coming, he bent down into the back seat, Secretary Chen on the co-pilot turned his head and said in a low voice: "Song Dong, as you expected, he is here." ”

Song Boli raised his head slightly, his throat moved, he picked up his mobile phone and opened the address book, and made a call directly.

Unexpectedly, he was hung up by the other party.

Secretary Chen lowered his eyes and took in all this, and he said softly: "Song Dong, he should have made a decision." He didn't seem to listen to what we had said to him before. ”

"He's not going to give up," Song seemed to have anticipated.

He extinguished his phone and said, "Has Qiangqiang's father's tombstone been found?" Where is it? ”

-

When Shen Qiang returned home, the ground was already full of worship supplies that Zhuang Fangjie bought for her father, paper houses, paper cars, a lot of cigarettes, paper money, and a lot of supplies, which were dazzling, and Shen Qiang retracted her gaze a little helplessly. Don't look at these things as burned, in fact, you don't have to charge money.

It's like this every year, I don't see her being so generous to her living self.

Shen Qiang wanted to speak again and again, wanting to persuade Zhuang Fangjie to leave, be kind to herself, and use the more than 1,000 yuan to buy herself a set of good-looking dresses or a set of easy-to-use water milk.

But she has never experienced the incident between Zhuang Fangjie and her father, so I am afraid it would be an understatement. She doesn't know where her father is good, it is worth making Zhuang Fangjie so desperate, maybe it is a belief.

She walked back to the room silently, probably going to see her father tomorrow, Zhuang Fangjie seemed more energetic, followed behind her, and said, "How is your store?" Is business getting better, what about your friend? Didn't you come with you to sit at home? ”

Shen Qiang adjusted her mood for a moment, and then turned her head and said to Zhuang Fangjie with a smile: "The store is okay, an order was opened a few days ago." As for Zhuang Fangjie's friend in her mouth, who else could there be besides Song Boli, she lowered her eyes and said, "I am just an ordinary friend with him, not as good as you think, and he is very busy." ”

Zhuang Fangjie smiled lightly and said, "Mom dreamed of your dad some time ago, I told you dad that you opened a store, it seems that he blessed you in the spirit of heaven." ”

Shen Qiang sighed softly, her billing was a reward for her efforts. What Zhuang Fangjie said was really unrealistic, but she didn't want to argue with Zhuang Fangjie about anything.

She remembered something and said to Zhuang Fangjie: "Mom, you can show me a photo of Dad." ”

Faced with Shen Qiang's request, Zhuang Fangjie was stunned, and said happily after a while: "I used to show it to you, but you didn't see it, but now I take the initiative to see it, it seems that I have really grown up." I'll go get it for you. ”

Shen Qiang actually hasn't seen her father's photos, but that's all when she was in elementary school, since junior high school, she never wanted to see her father's appearance again, and she remembered the general outline in her impression, but she didn't have much impression of the specific facial features.

Zhuang Fangjie quickly took the photo back, black and white, exclusive to that era. It's a photo of two people. Shen Qiang looked at her father's facial features very carefully, and the apricot eyes were not nostalgic, but more probing.

"Your father is so temperamental, your current temperament is with your father, many people in our township liked your father back then, but he chose me alone, it is also a kind of happiness to be loved by someone like your father."

Shen Qiang looked at the eyes in the photo, no matter how people change, their eyes can't change. She tightened her hand holding the photo, and for the first time asked in detail about the cause of her father's death, "He... What did he do, and where did he go to get the plane crash? ”

Zhuang Fangjie sighed lightly, leaned against the door of Shen Qiang's room, and said, "Your father thinks that there is no future in the work in the township and county, so he goes to the big city to find something to do and wants to get ahead." Later, I found a big company, it seems to be doing the Internet, half a month after he left, I found out that I was pregnant, I went to the landline in the township to call him and told him that I was pregnant, he said to come back in a month, but a month later he said that his company is now on the rise, the leader attaches great importance to him, so there is no way to come back, but he said to come back before I give birth to you, and then take us out. ”

When Zhuang Fangjie said this, Shen Qiang probably guessed it.

She lowered her eyes, not feeling anything.

On the contrary, Zhuang Fangjie sniffed and said, "Who knows, just two months before my due date, your father specially asked the leader for leave, saying that he would come back early to accompany me, but he didn't expect to be on the plane... Not even a bone, I wouldn't have believed it if it weren't for your dad's ID and the dress he often wears...."

Shen Qiang looked at the man in the photo and blurted out, "So Mom, when you saw your ID card and clothes, you concluded that he had died, right?" ”

Zhuang Fangjie straightened up from the door frame, feeling a little angry at Shen Qiang's words, she said: "Qiang Qiang, you have always been a very sensible child, how can you ask such a thing, can your father not die?" ”

"Your father is of good character, and when you say this, you insult him. I won't allow you to talk about him like that, you are very unfilial, and tomorrow you will go and apologize to your father. ”

The photo in Shen Qiang's hand was also taken away by Zhuang Fangjie, she is like this, she can't allow anyone to say that her father is bad.

Not even a little bit, not allowed.

-

At more than twelve o'clock in the evening, because JunHe has been working overtime and staying up late, I used to feel that I didn't sleep enough, but now I have unprecedented insomnia. Today, Zhuang Fangjie's paranoid attitude towards her father can't help but make her a little bored.

Shen Qiang simply turned over and got out of bed, planning to go downstairs to breathe.

The wind at night was very cool, she only wore a pure white nightdress, revealing a pair of straight and white calves, and a pair of black and white panda slippers on her feet.

She found a chair and sat down, her mind full of Zhuang Fangjie's words today.

Her evaluation of her father is that he is well-behaved, good at everything, and even proud that many people like him, Zhuang Fangjie's paranoia about her father is even more serious than she imagined.

But Shen Qiang really couldn't agree with Zhuang Fangjie's words, how could a person with good conduct get a woman pregnant before the marriage certificate was even pulled, and he knew that his wife was pregnant, hadn't he taken a break in seven or eight months? Why don't you go home to accompany Zhuang Fangjie? Robots can't do seven or eight months without charging at all, 24 hours a day. Not to mention people.

Shen Qiang sneered in her heart, she had a lot of questions.

But she only asked one and was told by Zhuang Fangjie for the purpose of the Cold War, she was not in a good mood, and rarely felt irritated by Zhuang Fangjie and the father she had never met, and after a while, something suddenly hit her feet.

She looked down and saw that it was a remote-controlled truck with a piece of cake and a bottle of her favorite oolong tea drink. There was also a note under the bottle, and she reached out and picked it up, and the font on it was flowing and written

——[The roses bloom in May, you should be happy.] 】

Shen Qiang tightened the note and immediately raised her eyes to look, Song Boli was sitting on another chair, with a simple white shirt and black trousers, his hair was combed into a Hong Kong style, and he did not have a business point, and what he was holding in his hand was her remote control.

Seeing her coming, he smiled warmly, raised his feet forward, and sat down beside her.

He didn't get very close, and the two were separated by a meter. He handed the tiramisu and oolong tea to Shen Qiang, and said in a calm tone: "Eat some sweets when you're unhappy, it will feel better." ”

"How do you know I'm in a bad mood?"

Shen Qiang lowered her eyes, but she still took it.

She suppressed her emotions all night, and he saw through it all at once. No one cares, at least they can be stronger, but once someone cares, the grievances will be like a flood that opens the floodgates, and the nose will only be more sour and sourer.

A bite of cake is not sweet or greasy, but it is better because of the dense taste and deliciousness, but her nose is a little tense and wants to cry.

You may be upset and your thoughts are messed up.

For the first time, she remembered when she was a child.

In the past, when she was a child, Zhuang Fangjie took her by herself, and the mother and daughter had a poor life, and the classmates in the class had cakes to eat, but she didn't have them, but she didn't dare to tell Zhuang Fangjie, because she knew that it was not easy for Zhuang Fangjie to raise her alone.

So I can only watch others eat, envy others for having a father to make money and a father to support him.

She was the only one, and there was nothing.

The word "father" has become a strange gap in her heart. No matter who it is, no matter what time it is, it can no longer be filled.

She didn't want Song Boli to see it, so she pretended to cough, then sniffed, dug another spoonful and continued to eat. She wanted to interrupt her cranky thoughts.

She looked at Song Boli and said, "You haven't answered me yet, how do you know I'm in a bad mood." ”

"I didn't know you were in a bad mood." Song Boli said truthfully: "But I know you can't sleep." ”

In order not to let her thoughts linger on a dead man, and not to let herself think about Zhuang Fangjie's attitude towards her father anymore, she put the topic on Song Boli, Shen Qiang pointed to the note and cake, and said, "If you don't know, how can you buy cakes and notes." ”

She rarely has such willfulness and provocative unforgiveness.

But this often means that she is in a bad mood, Song Boli did not say that you are not unhappy, let alone care about her temper sprinkled on him, but naturally replied, "The note was just written, and the cake was bought for you to cushion your stomach because I was afraid that you would be hungry." ”

"Then how do you know I'm coming down?"

She just doesn't want to make everyone happy, and she has to be straightforward, she wouldn't like to ask this kind of question before today.

Song Boli was used to her, accustomed to her little temper, and said: "Even if you don't come down, sooner or later you will open the curtains and open the window to breathe, either half an hour later, or an hour later." ”

And what he said was subtle, to put it simply, was that he would wait for her until she saw him.

Well, the irritability with Zhuang Fangjie and his father, who had never met, was dispelled by Song Boli's words.

Shen Qiang realized that he was aggressive, and he had no reason to be angry with her for being in a bad mood, let alone bear the impatience that she brought to him because of her irritability because of trivial matters at home.

Shen Qiang's hand holding the spoon tightened, and he dug a spoonful of cake, but he didn't eat it, but said in a low voice: "I'm sorry." ”

Her emotions came inexplicably, and her walk was also inexplicable.