Everyone talked and laughed, tasted the best French red wine, and the atmosphere was harmonious and happy.

Zhang Hui gently put down the wine glass and said to everyone, "You sit down, I'll go to the bathroom." ”

Everyone didn't care, so Zhang Hui came to the bathroom, touched up her makeup in the mirror, muttered for a while, and then took out her mobile phone and dialed the phone at home.

It was her mother who picked it up, and Zhang Hui said: "Mom, I'm with Fang Wei, he said that my aunt hasn't seen me for a long time, let me go to his house tonight to play, then I won't come back?"

The mother didn't care, and said: "That's it, last time your aunt called and said why you haven't been to her for so long, aunt and uncle love you so much, you have no conscience, you should have gone a long time ago!"

Zhang Hui nodded, pushed open the door, walked towards the table, and continued: "Then you tell Dad, at night, don't call and ask, Aunt and Uncle will feel that you don't worry about me at their house." ”

The mother repeatedly agreed. In the distance, Deng Fangwei's loud voice came, and it was estimated that her mother could hear it clearly on the phone.

Zhang Hui said: "Then I'll hang up, we're playing outside now, Mom, you should rest early!"

As she spoke, she put away the phone, sat back in her place, looked at Feng Yiting, and floated with a subtle hint of pride.

Deng Fangwei asked her, "Whose phone, Auntie?"

Zhang Hui nodded, and said disapprerovingly: "I didn't tell Feng Yiting when I came out, urging me to go home." ”

Feng Yiting smiled: "You won't be going home, we are discussing where to play next." ”

"Forget it. Zhang Hui smiled: "Next time, if you want to play crazy next time, I'll call home first." Let's forget it this time, let's finish the drink and go back, I still have something to do. ”

Although the others felt a little unhappy, they couldn't help it since Zhang Hui said so.

Although Feng Yiting's sensing ability is heavenly, Zhang Hui is a girl. When a girl goes to the bathroom, he can't be so obscene that he can't be so obscene that he can feel it, so even if he has great powers, he doesn't know what Zhang Hui said in the bathroom.

Everyone divided the glass of red wine, Zhang Hui didn't let her eyebrows, she and Duan Xiaobing got on the bar, and the two drank a lot.

After a while, the wine was finished, and the contents of the table were almost all eaten. Deng Fangwei stood up and said to Feng Yiting: "Yiting, let's send you back first, and then I can go back with Duan Xiaobing." ”

Feng Yiting nodded, and he smiled: "Let's drink it again when we have time, I still have good wine at home." But I'm not used to eating Western food, next time I have to find a Chinese restaurant, I have to get drunk!"

Deng Fangwei nodded, and everyone left the red fox, and after getting into the car, under Deng Fangwei's instructions, the car sent Feng Yiting and Zhang Hui home first.

Halfway through, Zhang Hui said to Deng Fangwei: "Cousin, you send me to the old house first, and I'll go get something." ”

Deng Fangwei nodded, sighed softly at this time, and said, "Why didn't my uncle sell the old house, and it was a waste to live there if it was empty." ”

Zhang Hui said: "They said that they had lived in the old house for so long and had feelings. Sometimes, my mother and I go back to stay overnight! I can't bear to go there, I haven't taken a lot of things, let it sit there, how much money can be sold for money, and a lot of memories will be gone, isn't it a pity?"

Deng Fangwei fell silent, swept away the excitement at the beginning, and stopped talking.

Feng Yiting looked at Zhang Hui, and suddenly felt that their family was quite nostalgic, and couldn't help but feel a little touched.

For example, he has an attachment to the old house in the countryside that is difficult to give up, and he has told his parents more than once that the old house in the family cannot be sold, and it may be a different taste to go back to live when he has time.

People have feelings, such as houses, even if they are demolished, but in dreams, they will often appear, along with childhood or past memories, so that you can re-experience them very clearly.

Everyone was silent, and Feng Yiting suddenly felt a little cold, but because he had drunk, he had no intention of paying attention to anything else.

Soon after, the car quickly drove to an old area, Deng Fangwei knew this place, so without waiting for Zhang Hui to squeak, he asked the driver to stop, and he said to Zhang Hui: "Let's go up with you, let Lao Sun wait." ”

Zhang Hui didn't move, he looked at Feng Yiting and said, "Let's go down first, you can go back directly, it's not far from our house." I'd like to sit on it for a while, and I don't know how long I'll have to find it. Either we'll walk over slowly, or call the family car to pick us up. ”

Deng Fangwei was about to speak, Zhang Hui had already opened the car door, she looked at herself and said to Feng Yiting: "Come down, you go up with me Feng Yiting, they all drank." The stamina of the wine is quite strong, you see Duan Xiaobing is about to fall asleep, don't toss and vomit in our house, there are no servants here, I rarely clean up!"

Deng Fangwei originally wanted to insist on sending them home, but after hearing Zhang Hui's words, he looked at Duan Xiaobing, who was drowsy and flushed, then stopped, turned around and said to Feng Yiting: "When will you call me, what kind of wine do you have, is it delicious?"

Feng Yiting smiled proudly, and he said mysteriously: "I dare to guarantee that you have never drunk such wonderful wine in your life, don't worry, or I will call you next week, and we will rest as soon as we get drunk!"

Zhang Hui smiled, she said: "Don't call me, if you dare not call me, hum, you will die a miserable death!"

Feng Yiting smiled: "Don't worry, you must be a female drunkard." ”

Deng Fangwei and Duan Xiaobing left first, Zhang Hui let out a long sigh, wiped her red face, and said to Feng Yiting a little shyly: "Let's go up, haven't you been to my previous home?"

Although the alcohol content of champagne is not high, it is also wine, and the stamina of Lafite is quite strong, and Feng Yiting is also a little drunk, so Meng Meng didn't notice Zhang Hui's shyness and sudden ambiguity in his tone, and followed Zhang Hui and walked towards her house.

This is a three-bedroom and two-living room house of more than 100 square meters, which is fully furnished and should be kept in the same condition before the owner moved out.

After Zhang Hui opened the door, she changed into a pair of slippers, and then took a pair of shoes for Feng Yiting, and mysteriously instructed: "Don't make too many movements and traces out, otherwise let my mother know that I brought a boy here, and it will destroy me." You know, except for Deng Fangwei, I've never brought any other boys here!"

Feng Yiting was originally very arrogant, but he was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help but glance at Zhang Hui carefully, and saw her shyly dodge her eyes, then turned around and turned on the TV in the living room.

She sat on top of Sha Hua, and then turned around and said to Feng Yiting, who was stunned at the door: "Come here, stupid, you won't be too scared to move!"

Feng Yiting came over at this time, and asked puzzledly, "Aren't you looking for something, watching TV?"

Zhang Hui's face was red, and at this time she straightened her slender and white neck, and said a little shyly: "What are you looking for, I still want to drink, don't you say that you will rest when you are drunk?"

Feng Yiting said suspiciously: "You still want to drink, don't you say that your mother urged you to go home?"

After realizing Feng Yiting's resistance, Zhang Hui slowly turned around, a little low, and she whispered: "No, I lied to my cousin, in fact, I told my mother that I won't go back tonight." ”

Feng Yiting realized that things were not what he thought they were, and he became a little uneasy and asked, "You don't want to go home...... What's wrong Zhang Hui......? Isn't that okay?"

Zhang Hui suddenly became depressed, and she sat on Shahua in a daze, motionless.

Seeing this, Feng Yiting remembered her gaffe when she deliberately showed her affection for Ye Yilin during the day, and her heart couldn't help but soften. So he approached Zhang Hui and said with a smile: "Okay, if you want to drink, I'll accompany you, but we'll go home later, right?"

Zhang Hui looked around, and said with some loss: "Home, isn't this my home?"

Feng Yiting was stunned for a moment, only then did he realize that this girl was afraid that there would be a story. Perhaps, she is not as rich and happy as others think, could it be that she has something on her mind?

He was muttering when he saw Zhang Hui stand up and walk to a picture frame resting on the TV stand.

Feng Yiting realized that the man in the photo frame was not the father who often appears in her family now, who is he?

Zhang Hui picked up the photo, smiled and said, "Dad, I'm back, do you miss me?"

Feng Yiting suddenly understood that the man in this photo frame was her real father, and her current father was nothing more than her stepfather!

He looked at Zhang Hui in amazement, and saw her gently kiss the man in the frame, and slowly put it back on the TV cabinet, before turning around and whispering to Feng Yiting: "This is my biological father, and my mother married my current stepfather after he died." After that, we moved back to our current big house. My stepfather was friends with my uncle, and he was also very rich, so I said no, and he immediately agreed. ”

Feng Yiting looked at Zhang Hui in a daze, and saw her head tilted sideways, quietly looking at the man in the frame and saying, "My stepfather loves me very much and is impeccable, but he is always my stepfather." Sometimes I prefer to live in this house all the time, reminiscing about the days when I was not extravagant and happy and content, and I loved my dad as much as he loved me......"

Zhang Hui was smiling, but a tear slowly slipped from the corner of her eye, and she still said calmly: "There is a kind of love in this world that can never be replaced for girls...... I can still huddle in a bed with my dad at the age of fourteen, I can kick my dad who can't get out of the toilet so hard that he can't get out of the toilet, and let him hurry to let his baby daughter go, but I can't wake up my sleeping father three years ago, even if his baby is crying to death...... I never thought he would be so ruthless because he died. ”

Zhang Hui slowly raised her hand and held her face, and she sobbed violently.

Feng Yiting slowly approached her, sat on a shahua with her, and said softly: "I'm sorry Zhang Hui, I don't know if your father has ......."

Zhang Hui raised her head, looked at herself with teary eyes, she choked up: "I miss him, every time I come here, I always feel that he will come up from the downstairs, I am familiar with his footsteps, and then wait for him to open this door with his key...... But, after all this time, he has never responded to me with the footsteps I know so well, does my father still love me?"

"Love. Feng Yiting looked at her quietly and said, "He must love you, because you are his baby." ”