Why do you think I don't love you anymore

Chapter 79

One morning a month later, it was less than seven o'clock.

Zhou/Tingyun came out of the bedroom with his eyes squinted. Today is the weekend, so he took a vacation for himself and planned to take Wen Qianhe to a family dinner.

As soon as he woke up, he didn't see the person next to his pillow. He pulled on his slippers and rushed out with his fluffy hair, "Qianhe,"

Scanning all directions, went down to the first floor, ran to the living room, looked around.

"Qianhe!"

"What's the matter?" A small head popped out from the sofa, "I've already made breakfast, the bread is warmed in the machine, and the milk is too, you take it out yourself."

After speaking, he lowered his head again.

"What are you doing?" Zhou/Tingyun leaned over curiously, and found that Wen Qianhe was mending the sofa with a needle and thread in his hand, and there were little things and his little wife squatting next to him.

"Yesterday, the little thing might be grinding its claws here again. The sofa was torn. I'll sew it up,"

Zhou/Tingyun stared at the culprit when he heard the words, Erha didn't dare to look at each other, kept his head down, and moved his two paws that had nowhere to rest.

"Don't blame him, which husky doesn't tear down the house, but ours has been quite restrained. It is estimated that the prostitute child was sent away two days ago, and he is not happy."

This is what Wen Qianhe discovered recently, as long as Zhou/Tingyun is around, even if only his breath remains, little things don't dare to be presumptuous, and they are very well-behaved.No wonder I was like a depressed dog when I was a child, but I let myself go as soon as I moved.

The day before yesterday, he sent away Xiaoshi's cubs, two were enough for the family, and he promised Old Wang to give one to his son.

Lao Wang lost his wife in the early years. His wife died because he had no money for medical treatment. Now that someone else has entered, his son can only live with his aunt's house. When Wen Qianhe sent the dog over, Lao Wang's son jumped up for joy. , the fact that my father went to prison has no effect at all.

"That doesn't require you to sew, get up quickly, the ground is cold," Zhou/Tingyun squatted down, "Our house can be built for him, but we are afraid of tearing down the house if we raise him."

Wen Qianhe was concentrating on mending one stitch at a time, and at the last step of taking up the thread, "Little thing, bite it off."

The little thing stretched out his head and bit off the end of the thread in one bite.

"So good," Wen Qianhe patted the dog's head.

"You touch it, why don't you touch me?" Zhou/Tingyun looked at the dog dissatisfied.

"It just helped me with something. What did you do?" Wen Qianhe put away the needle and thread, turned her head, and stretched out her hand to press Zhou/Tingyun's flying hair, "You haven't washed your face, you haven't brushed your teeth, and your clothes It's not straight, I still want me to touch you, dreaming."

"That's why I didn't see you when I woke up. When you wake up, just wake me up, okay?"

"It's a rare rest, why did I wake you up, besides, I slept like a dead person," Wen Qianhe was a little annoyed that he couldn't suppress the hair that was as rebellious as his master's.

"Wake me up directly," he held Wen Qianhe's hand, "Anyway, I don't want to wake up and see you, it's scarier than a nightmare,"

Wen Qianhe choked for a moment, a little guilty, subconsciously dodged the other party's eyes, got up and said vaguely, "Understood, let's go, let's have breakfast together,"

"You didn't eat either?" Zhou/Tingyun followed behind.

"Waiting for you to come together," Wen Qianhe replied with a bright smile.

After Zhou/Tingyun walked to the table, realizing his state, he immediately turned around and went back upstairs.

Wen Qianhe was just trying to get a piece of bread, and the person who turned around was no longer there.

Just say that this person is a clean freak, how did he hold back to talk to himself just now.

To be specific, today is He Lao's birthday, and when he thinks of the scene where he broke up unhappy, he shudders.

Wen Qianhe and Zhou/Tingyun have been together for so long, but they haven't actually met his family members, and I don't know how Zhou/Tingyun told the two families that he agreed that his partner is a man.

Unbelievable.

So he is very nervous now, he hasn't put on his shoes for a long time, and he is a little dazed.

"What, cramps?" Zhou/Tingyun squatted down, held his feet, and stuffed them into the shoes.

"You, I'll do it myself," Wen Qianhe was taken aback by his actions.

"Didn't you just come by yourself?"

"Zhou/Tingyun, otherwise, I won't go," he began to back off, "Grandpa's birthday, you should be happy, but if I go, it will spoil the scenery."

He didn't forget how he swore in front of Mr. He that he would never get entangled with Zhou/Tingyun again. The scene was vivid and his face was slapped.

How to let him face He Lao.

"No, besides, it was my grandfather who asked to see you,"

"He took the initiative?" Then I dare not go, it is definitely to settle accounts with him.

"Well, so hurry up and get dressed and go,"

"Honey, say I'm sick. To be honest, I'm a little afraid of your family. I have social fear and I can't speak,"

Zhou/Tingyun seemed to hear a big joke, and walked out with his arms around his shoulders, "If you can't speak, then the world is full of dumb people."

"In the case of Ye Long last month, you talked endlessly for half an hour in court alone, with eloquence and emotion, with good reason and evidence. I saw that the judge's eyes were straightened. Just this little For the birthday banquet, I also send you an umbrella × instant umbrella!

"That's out of feelings, and it's also my field of expertise. I'm not very good at attending banquets," Wen Qianhe stopped, and Zhou/Tingyun who was connected by the way, "So, I'll go back, I don't want to see your family people."

Zhou/Tingyun's face collapsed, and he blocked the way back, "What about your family, isn't my family your family? In your heart, has Jiaye never backed you? That's not important, right? "

There were three black lines on Wen Qianhe's forehead, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "You, your acting skills have regressed,"

"Qianhe~ The ugly daughter-in-law will have to see her in-laws sooner or later. I've already seen your family, so it's your turn."

"Are you seeing my parents? It's my parents who are seeing you." He took his parents away without a word, causing him to worry half to death, thinking that someone was kidnapping.

"The result is the same, but the process is ignored. Go for a walk. There is nothing to be afraid of. My grandfather can still eat you. If he dares to show a face to you, I will leave the company and leave."

Wen Qianhe admires Zhou/Tingyun so much, he never thinks about why his surname is Zhou, but he inherits the property of the He family. Of course, the property of the Zhou family will definitely belong to him in the future. He is the only son of the Zhou family , He Zhiyi was in poor health and unable to conceive.

"Don't fight against grandpa, he's getting old."

"If someone didn't stop me, I might not be able to control it," Zhou/Tingyun glanced at Wen Qianhe.

"walk."

----

This time, he was still eating at home. To his surprise, He Shao came back.

This family's brains are not the same, how can He Shao and Zhou/Tingyun get together, aren't they afraid of making a mess.

Could it be that he wanted to tell Zhou/Tingyun the truth, the scene would get out of control.

As soon as he made progress, he noticed that something was wrong with the atmosphere. The Zhou He family had a lot of people here this time, and the table was full of 20 people.

Qi Ye and He Lao sat in the middle, and on both sides were Zhou Xianzhuo and his wife, including the Zhou family, and the He family represented by He Shao.

Zhou/Tingyun's seniority is slightly lower, but because he is loved, he sits next to He Zhiyi.

It is a joyous scene, without the breath of tit-for-tat and sword-drawn tension.

"Xiaoyun, how is the company doing recently, are you tired?" He Zhiyi took a piece of tender and juicy fish for Zhou/Tingyun.

"Fortunately, I think I learned the wrong major before, shouldn't I be in business administration?"

"Naughty, don't you want to learn anything?"

"Nonsense, I listen to my mother very much."

The two of them seemed to automatically ignore all the unpleasant things during those five years, and they still talked and laughed freely, even more tenderly.

"Give Xiaohe vegetables."

"Of course I will." Zhou/Tingyun tilted his head, "Baby, what do you want to eat, my husband will help you."

"..." Wen Qianhe blushed, because Zhou/Tingyun's voice was really loud.

"What are you ashamed of?"

Wen Qianhe tugged on his sleeve, humming, "Don't be so loud."

Qiye's eyes seemed to be hanging on Wen Qianhe's body. It was the same way last time. Wen Qianhe would touch him whenever he raised his head, so he kept his head down and didn't dare to speak. The lower the sense of presence, the better. It's best when he's not there.

But immediately everyone had to stand up to toast the birthday star Helao and say a word of congratulations.

The first person is Qiye, he is also a ruthless person, he has been in the business world for many years, but now he just wants to enjoy his life and hug his grandson, but now he can't hug his great-grandson, only his grandson, full of resentment, not to mention blaming Wen Qianhe, Anyway, that hurdle in my heart is hard to get over.

He held the wine glass in both hands, "Old brother, from now on, we will be each other's companions and take pity on each other."

The corner of He Lao's mouth twitched, thinking to himself, which pot is not open and which pot to lift, "We are different." After all, he has a grandson.And Zhou Qiye has only one son, Zhou Xianzhuo, when he was young, he was afraid that his son would have too many children to fight for the family property, but now his son is an infatuated kind, and he is willing to be a dink family for He Zhiyi, so he can only embrace other people's grandson.

There is suffering can not tell.

Zhou Qiye said, "Different roads lead to the same goal. I have a long time to drink all of it."

He Lao proudly drank it down.

He Zhiyi got up gracefully, "Dad, my daughter has replaced wine with tea. Our mother left early. Thank you for nurturing the siblings. I hope you will be happy and healthy every day. Don't worry so much. The children have grown up."

He Lao's eyes narrowed into a line of smiles, and he was always satisfied with his daughter. The only bit of unhappiness might be that he was too indulgent in Zhou/Tingyun's education.

"Yiyi, well said," Mr. He finished his drink, and glanced at his unworthy son from the corner of his eye.

He Shao pursed his lips, his expression was a little serious, but compared to before, he had restrained a lot of sharp edges, and his eyes were no longer so gloomy and cold, but a little softer.

He raised his glass, "Dad, son, I wish you to live forever."

"..."

"..."

Still with that look, Mr. He knew that this dog couldn't spit out ivory, so he smiled.

Zhou/Tingyun stared, "He Shao! Why are you talking to grandpa?"

"I'm talking to my dad, what are you talking about?" He Shao glanced across.

Mr. He: "Okay, okay." Regarding this son, he has nothing to say. He is 17 years old and has a son before he is married. He still has a life in him. He really deserves to be his son He Xinxiang. , gave them a blow to the head, and they haven't recovered yet.

Zhou/Tingyun really can't see He Shao disrespecting others, as if he owes him everything, "If you don't want to come, don't come, and no one invites you,"

Wen Qianhe poked him.

"What's wrong?" Zhou/Tingyun lowered his head and asked.

"Don't talk to He Shao."

"Why? I'm not afraid of him." He thought he could definitely beat He Shao, and that kung fu was not in vain. He signed up to learn Taekwondo just to beat He Shao. Didn't he send He Shao to the hospital twice?

"I know you're not afraid of him, but...I am,"

Zhou/Tingyun was stunned, touched Wen Qianhe's face, and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, wife, with me, I'll beat him for you."

Wen Qianhe blinked helplessly, "It's your turn to send blessings,"

Zhou/Tingyun held his head up high and spoke sincerely, "Grandpa, I would like to take this opportunity to say sorry, I was unfilial in the past, and I will manage the family business well from now on. Don't worry about your grandson, your IQ Absolutely no problem, no matter how bad it is, it will come out of heavy capital, and it will never leak money."

Mr. He laughed loudly, "Okay, okay, okay,"

Zhou Qiye sneered, "What about our family business? You don't run it anymore?"

"Isn't that dad still in good health? Giving it to me so early is not seeking power and usurping the throne."

Wen Qianhe was really going to be laughed to death by Zhou/Tingyun at the dinner table, so the atmosphere became relaxed and happy immediately.

Zhou Xianzhuo treats him like air and only cares about his wife.

He Shao suddenly smiled, "Without me, where would I get you?"

All eyes, including Zhou/Tingyun, looked at him, "What's none of your business?"

He Shao sipped his wine and swirled his glass, "I'm sorry, I'm really not interested in admiring the scene of your big mother being kind and filial. It seems superfluous to me."

"Be self-aware."

Wen Qianhe poked Zhou/Tingyun's leg again with a headache, because he was really afraid that He Shao would say that I was actually your father, and Zhou/Tingyun might not be the only one who would be crazy.

He Shao moved his eyelids, "Zhou/Tingyun, do you think I can't touch you because of the crowd?"

Mr. He knocked on the table, "Are you two birthdays today or mine? What are you two arguing about? How old are you, He Shao? Why are you so fussy about children?"

Zhou/Tingyun sneered, "Grandpa, your son thinks he's very young," the toad wanted to eat swan meat, but Gu Sen was younger than him, how could the dog He Shao have the nerve to lick his old face and move his mouth.He was disgusted just thinking about it.

"Dad, if you don't educate your grandson, I will help you."

He Zhiyi said softly: "Okay, Xiao Shao, it's Dad's birthday today, don't talk about other insignificant things. It should be Xiaohe's turn now."

As soon as Zhou/Tingyun heard these three words, he felt good, "Yes, Qianhe, it's your turn."

Wen Qianhe was forcibly pulled up by Zhou/Tingyun.

"Just say what you want,"

Wen Qianhe picked up the wine glass awkwardly. He has already gone to the execution ground, and there is nothing to be afraid of. He smiled, "I wish grandpa a happy birthday, and your health is getting better and better. I would like to offer you a toast. The rest of the words are all here. In the wine."

He drank a small glass of wine, it was too spicy.

"Xiaohe, you are now a teacher at University A, right?"

"Yes, back to school, Grandpa."

"Why don't you become a lawyer?"

"It's a little out of place."

"I think you are quite suitable. Some time ago, you overturned a very popular case. It almost became an unjust, false and wrongly decided case. Thanks to you."

Wen Qianhe was embarrassed by the praise, "I praised grandpa absurdly."

Zhou Qiye said in a strange manner again, "Why, I want someone to do something for you again,"

He Lao glared at him, "Young people have their own choices, and I respect that."

Basically, when the two old people talked, the rest of them listened in a good manner and seldom talked too much.

Wen Qianhe sat down while the two old people were bickering, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Would you like to come over and help your husband share the load?" Zhou/Tingyun leaned into his ear.

Wen Qianhe immediately pushed his head away, "Be careful, I think your family pays too much attention to us, I know everything clearly,"

"That's because I'm afraid you'll lie to me. My grandpa naturally cares about me, but don't worry, he won't be in the future."

"Why are you so confident. Besides, how can I lie to you? Don't you like to lie to me?"

Zhou/Tingyun wiped his cheek with his lips, "We're all family, baby, don't worry about it."

After the people at the table finished speaking in turn, Zhou Wei suggested, "Let's play a more elegant game while everyone is in high spirits."

Zhou Qiye's eyes were bright, "What?"

"Didn't Mr. He study Chinese poetry recently? Let's play Poetry Solitaire."

Sure enough, Mr. He was very interested, "Okay. I think this will work. If you can't catch up, you will be punished with a drink."

Seeing that the old man was happy, everyone was forced to nod.

"The first round, the ones with colors in the verses. Grandpa, start from the right, and turn from the right,"

This did not bother Mr. He, and immediately answered, "A setting sun spreads across the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red,"

Zhou Qiye didn't study poetry recently, but he likes opera, so when it was his turn, he racked his brains.

He Lao pushed the wine glass in front of him, and said sarcastically, "Old man, just drink when you don't think about it."

"Don't worry, I'll think of it right away, wait,"

... 5 minutes passed.

"I said, have you thought it through yet?"

Qi Ye is a strong person, "Don't worry, it will be fine soon, wait, one minute,"

"..."

... Another 5 minutes passed.

Zhou/Tingyun said, "Master, let me drink it for you,"

The game started less than half an hour ago, and it was all stuck at Zhou Qiye's place, unable to turn.Everyone didn't dare to express their complaints aloud, thinking about poems.

Zhou Qiye gave up again and again, "I think about it soon, son, I believe in you, Qiye,"

"it is good,"

Zhou Xianzhuo next to him couldn't stand it anymore, and secretly reminded him.

Suddenly, Zhou Qiye yelled, "Think about it, that, the sun, the sunrise, the river flowers are red than fire, and the river is as green as blue in spring."

He Lao teased: "Qiye, I don't know anything else, this elementary school is very solid."

The people at the table covered their mouths and laughed.

After passing Qiye's level, the others were picked up very quickly, and soon arrived at the He family.

He Shao originally didn't want to participate, but seeing that everyone was actively participating, he didn't want to spoil the fun.

Everyone turned their attention to this dude again, and the farther they went, the fewer poems they knew.

He Shao picked up the goblet, turned it around, touched his lips, and smiled evilly, "When you know the east wind, it will always be spring."

He smiled but was very cold. He knew in his heart that no one here would really welcome him.

Then he got up, "Dear Dad, I think I should go, I drink too much and like to do stupid things, you know it, don't disappoint."

Even though He Shao left, everyone's interest was still undiminished, maybe the enthusiasm was more like, and there was no one who was an eyesore.

In the end, only He Lao and Wen Qianhe were left to confront each other.

Wen Qianhe was full of knowledge, but Mr. He was let in by everyone.

He Lao's eyes narrowed, "Xiaohe, if you say one more word, I will obey you."

Wen Qianhe originally played casually, but he didn't expect other people to play so casually, but after two rounds, it's over.

"The river is like a green belt, and the mountains are like jasper hairpins."

Everyone talked about it, saying that they hadn't heard of it.

He Lao said, "Which master is this from?"

"Tang Han, he doesn't have many poems, so it's normal not to have heard of him,"

Mr. He gave a thumbs up, "Genius, our son has good eyesight."

Zhou Qiye rolled his eyes, "I turned my elbow so quickly."

Zhou/Tingyun said proudly, "Qianhe got more than 630 in liberal arts in the college entrance examination, and almost became the provincial champion,"

"No, no, it's still far away,"

Almost all of you here are people who are mixed in business and politics. They have long been far away from their school days, but who doesn’t have a child? I cherish talents very much, but I don’t fully value them. Education is the basic, which determines whether you are qualified or not. Ability determines status. high and low.

Regarding Wen Qianhe, there is no need for Zhou/Tingyun to say it. Everyone knows it well, but they also cast admiring glances. This is due respect for cultural people.

On the contrary, Wen Qianhe himself is very embarrassed. Compared with these successful people at the dinner table, he is really small and inconspicuous. If it weren't for Zhou/Tingyun, he would never be able to sit here with business giants and political leaders in his life. Eating, talking and laughing.

If you are not careful, you will lose your job.

Before leaving, Mr. He asked Wen Qianhe to go to the study. Zhou/Tingyun was locked out of the door, and he was so mad!

What was it that he couldn't hear?

"Xiaoyun, come here," He Zhiyi waved.

"Mom, grandpa won't bully Qianhe, right? He clearly promised me that he won't make things difficult for me. Why did he secretly ask Qianhe to go in by himself?"

"Grandpa said it wouldn't be embarrassing, so it's probably something else."

Zhou Xianzhuo leaned over, put his arm around He Zhiyi's shoulders, and stood upright, "Zhou/Tingyun, remember to sign the share transfer agreement tomorrow."

Zhou/Tingyun exclaimed, "Dad, no need, I'm still young," and wanted to throw it to him.

"I didn't ask you to take over, but," Zhou Xianzhuo's eyes were dark, showing a little sentimentality, "It's a little compensation. In the past, I didn't do my best to you,"

"It's already very good. I have no worries about food and clothing since I was a child. I am healthy and happy. Dad, you don't have to. Just continue to love my mother. Speaking of which, I still want to ask you for advice on how to be married for more than 20 years and love you as before."

Talking about this, Zhou Xianzhuo showed a small smile, "I can take a step to talk about it in detail."

He Zhiyi smiled gently, "I don't teach anything else, this is very positive."

"Honey, take a good rest, we finally have a common topic, let me have a good chat with my son," Zhou Xianzhuo leaned over and kissed He Zhiyi's side face.

"Um,"

Wen Qianhe sat on the other side of the desk cautiously.

"Actually, I called you here for no other reason than to destroy something in front of you and give you something by the way." He Lao opened the safe and took out the video tape from it.

He is no stranger, Wen Qianhe remembers that what he said was filmed by He Lao at that time, for fear that he would renege on his promise.

"Mr. He, I'm really sorry, I didn't keep my promise to you." Wen Qianhe got up and bowed down to apologize, "I can't do it, I'm willing to accept it,"

It's time to come, it will always come, sooner or later we will face it.

"Don't, kid, listen to me, I'm sorry for you, I just couldn't accept that my child likes boys, and I couldn't change my mind, so I committed this stupid thing." He Lao's weather-beaten face, sideways.

"My son is an asshole, he messed around when he was young, and he is even more of an asshole when he grows up. You have also seen it. I only count on such a precious grandson. Who knows, alas, it really is a vine, and its temper can't be controlled like anything. For the person he likes and the family, the son is for the woman, and the grandson is for the man. But the difference is that the son went crazy and killed the woman in the end, but my grandson almost killed himself when he went crazy. what a sin,

He Lao's voice trembled a little, maybe he thought of something, and his eyes were a little cloudy.

Wen Qianhe took the video tape with both hands, "Zhou/Tingyun, what did he do?"

Mr. He stared straight at him, "Actually, at that time, I thought, what kind of ecstasy soup did you pour into my eldest grandson to make him fall obsessed with you? You don't want anything,"

"..."

"Here, take a look," Elder He threw him another videotape, "But don't let my stupid grandson see it, he'll be embarrassed."

"What is it?"

"He did stupid things. I sent countless people to follow him that year, for fear that he would have an accident. These are all videos and photos taken during that period. Male or female, female or not, as long as he is normal, as long as he is happy, it will be fine."

He Laoping's flat tone was full of endless sadness. He didn't sleep peacefully for a day that year. After thinking about it for a long time, Zhou/Tingyun naturally resigned to his fate and quit. Who knew that it would intensify later, and even suicidal depression appeared. , looking for Wen Qianhe day and night, so that hallucinations appeared.

The person who tied the bell had to be untied, and finally he couldn't help but tell him Wen Qianhe's whereabouts.

No matter what, he hopes that Zhou/Tingyun will be healthy, and he can't just go his own way and harm the two of them.

After Zhou/Tingyun saw Wen Qianhe for the first time and came back, he was much better, but he was still soulless. He knew that Wen Qianhe was still sticking to the agreement with him.He originally planned to explain it to Wen Qianhe, but Zhou/Tingyun started to get back to normal, burying himself in work every day, never mentioning Wen Qianhe again.

Things got better and he didn't go.

The feelings of young people are still so fragile.

Just when he thought everything was going well, news suddenly came that Zhou/Tingyun had collapsed in the office one day. If his assistant hadn't discovered it in time, he might have died.

When I wake up, I have a headache, chest pain, and body pain, all relying on the personal guidance of a psychological therapist.

The psychotherapist asked him to see Wen Qianhe many times, otherwise the heart disease would not be cured.

Zhou/Tingyun didn't go to see him anyway, saying that he couldn't bother him anymore, he couldn't make any more mistakes, and he repeated the same sentence every time.Forcing myself to forget, things will turn against each other, and my heart disease is getting worse and worse, so I can only rely on medicine.

But the prostitute's heart ached so much, even though she had never shed tears in the past, seeing Zhou/Tingyun's tormented and haggard appearance, she burst into tears.

At the same time, I also understood that what I broke up was the distance between the two, not the relationship.

But it is precisely this feeling that is as solid as a rock, a branding iron, and surpasses itself.

And he underestimated how Wen Qianhe was carved into Zhou/Tingyun's life little by little during those five years, becoming an inseparable one.

So he made up his mind to go to Wen Qianhe to clarify, but Zhou/Tingyun drove him in front of him again. The doctor said that Zhou/Tingyun was checking his mobile phone at that time, then quickly unplugged the tube, bought a ticket and flew over overnight.

Probably figured it out.

But Zhou/Tingyun was still the one who came back.

Later, Wen Qianhe automatically came to the door.

He wept with joy, and almost licked his old face to find Wen Qianhe to admit his mistake.

If you want to be strong for a lifetime, now you have to make way for the love between the two.

"I don't really want to see it," Wen Qianhe twitched inexplicably,

He Lao stared at his white cheeks puzzled, "I know it's my fault, maybe I've never loved someone so passionately, but I can feel the same way, you two give me a deep love for this dying old man. A lesson. Are you still unwilling to forgive me, Xiaohe?"

"No, Mr. He, I never blamed you. I can understand the heart of being a parent. I'm afraid I might not be as good as you. I'm just afraid, I'm afraid that I will be even more sad when I see this," Wen Qianhe knew Zhou/Tingyun must have had a very bad life, very bad, as can be seen from his tiny behaviors now, as long as he turns over in the middle of the night, Zhou/Tingyun will stand up vigilantly and ask him if he wants to Leave and go to the bathroom, even if you are sleepy.

That year of possible separation will take a lifetime to heal.

But he will.

"But these things, I have to give you, whether it's up to you, you have to know, without you, he is very miserable,"

"Okay," Wen Qianhe took it, raised his head again, and said with a smile, "Mr. He, Zhou/Tingyun has agreed to go to the United States to be a test-tube baby. You can choose the woman."

"Really, don't you have a great-grandson in your arms?"

He Lao never concealed the fact that Zhou/Tingyun was the grandson of the He family in front of him, but deliberately emphasized it.

"Then Qianhe can also ask for one, your parents must be in a hurry too." Elder He thoughtfully suggested.

"Well, let's see."

When Wen Qianhe left the study, his eyes suddenly fell on a calligraphy work hanging on the wall, and his heart skipped a beat.

It's not a thousand sails, but the slanting glow and the water are long - Wen Tingyun.