"Grandpa showed me the photos. Xuanxuan wanted to see the photos." The little guy jumped and grabbed the phone in Grandpa's hand.

The old man leaned over and showed the photos in his mobile phone to Xuanxuan. The little guy was very satisfied with his image in the photos.

Xuanxuan likes taking pictures best and prefers to play in the playground with her grandpa.

The little guy held his favorite big rabbit in his hand. His smiling face suddenly showed a confused look, "Grandpa, I remember in the amusement park in southern Jiangsu, Grandpa hit all the boards with sandbags, and my uncle gave me the big rabbit baby. But why didn't my uncle hit any of them today, and the uncle of the amusement park gave us the big rabbit?"

Han Jun was stunned. He originally thought that as long as the child got the toy, he wouldn't ask why. The sudden question caught Han Jun a little unprepared.

"This..." Han Jun looked at his granddaughter's innocent eyes, swallowed his saliva and smiled awkwardly. "This is because the rules of the game in Northern Jiangsu are different from those in southern Jiangsu. Southern Jiangsu will win the grand prize if we hit all the boards. We will win if we don't hit all the boards. Ha ha, ha ha."

The old man smiled unnaturally, and another man who didn't hold the little guy consciously touched the back of his head.

The little guy didn't understand the rules of the game. He felt that what grandpa said seemed very reasonable. He nodded vaguely. After thinking about it, he showed a big smile on his face. "Grandpa is great. He can't hit any of them. Long live Grandpa."

For the first time, Han Jun hoped that the little guy could keep his voice down when praising him. He vaguely felt that when Xuanxuan loudly said "Grandpa is great, none of them can hit", the people around him were looking at him with different eyes.

Before, every time he was praised by the little guy, Han Jun wanted to be known by everyone, but at the moment, he didn't have the mood to show off at all.

......

Han Mo showed Shuya the group photo of the little guy and grandpa. He knew they had gone to the playground and smiled. "Xuanxuan is more and more good at taking pictures."

Like Shuya, Han Mo thinks his children are the best. They look good everywhere. It's perfect.

They talked about this photo for a long time, and finally concluded that Xuanxuan is so beautiful.

"I don't know how Meng and sister Peng talked?" Shuya looked at the clock on the wall and said thoughtfully.

Han Mo couldn't help laughing when he thought of the state of Meng Si and Peng Ye's needle tip to Mai mang. If they really work in the same company, they will be busy in the future.

In fact, everyone knows that Meng Si and Peng ye are not just friends. Although they quarrel as soon as they meet, they both regard each other as the most important people. In everyone's eyes, their feelings come out in this way. They may respond to that sentence and rejoice at their enemies.

So every time Meng Si and Peng ye fight, what everyone thinks is not how to dissuade, but how to go away quickly and leave enough space for them.

Meng Si didn't know how many words he picked up the phone, put it down, put it down and picked it up again. "It's been so long. Why hasn't Peng ye called yet?" He muttered in a low voice.

Originally, a little bit of face saving in his heart was diluted by worry and tension.

Meng Si suddenly picked up his mobile phone and dialed the number he knew well.

Waiting for the stereo for a long time.

Meng Si had never felt that time had passed so long, and his heart was more uneasy.

Suddenly wait for the tone to end and the phone is connected.

Meng Si kept saying, "how did you answer the phone? Where are you now?"

There was a silence on the phone for a while, and a strange voice came, "Er, are you a friend of the owner of the mobile phone?"

"You mean, why is the mobile phone in your hand?" Meng Si stood up with the phone.

"I'm... A passer-by. Just now I saw the mobile phone ringing on the ground and picked it up. Oh, by the way, there was a car accident here just now. I don't know if it's the phone of the... Injured person."

Car accident

The injured

Meng Si's heart clicked and his brain went blank.

"Hello? sir? Hello? " The voice of inquiry came from the other side of the mobile phone.

Meng Si felt paralyzed and asked hurriedly, "where are you now? Where's the accident? Tell me. "

"Oh, at the intersection of Yunqing street."

Munce rushed out of the office.

Because of the traffic accident, vehicles near the accident site are not allowed to enter.

Meng Si didn't know how he drove near Yunqing street. He only knew that he was running, running and thinking in his ears.

But I read Peng Ye's name in my heart.

His eyes blurred and he could see nothing but the scene of the accident, which had been cordoned off.

Peng ye, wait for me!

Peng ye, wait for me!

Meng Si's lips trembled slightly until the scene of the accident was in front of him. He ran for several streets and finally reached the intersection of Yunqing street, leaving only a distance of more than ten meters.

There was nothing in front of him. He could only see a pool of blood on the ground and a truck parked obliquely by the side of the road. People were gathered there.

Meng Si stumbled two steps, and his heart was stabbed by a sharp knife.

"Peng ye, don't you want equity?"

"Don't you want to take care of me all your life?"

"You haven't convinced me yet?"

"Didn't we agree to retire, buy an island together and go fishing together every day?"

Meng Si's mind at the moment was only Peng ye, only bits and pieces spent with her.

When he was the most depressed, he was excluded and despised by his peers. When he was just the most humble little assistant, only Peng Ye was willing to talk to him, help him and share his resources with him.

Later, he was well, rich and successful, but Peng Ye just looked at him from a distance, blessed him and was happy for him.

When he encountered difficulties, she was the most worried and anxious, and tried every means to help him.

He knew that Peng Ye always wanted to hear him say, "it's good to know Peng ye in this life."

This is what Meng Si said in his heart, but he just doesn't want to satisfy Peng ye, that is, he doesn't say it. He always deliberately annoys Peng ye, deliberately quarrels with her, and always wants to win her in the quarrel, so as to win satisfaction.

Just like just now, he can promise to give Peng Ye equity. He knows that Peng Ye just wants to have a place in his heart, not for that dividend or high salary. As long as he can help him, he will be happy.

Munce knows. He knows everything.

He wanted to tell Peng ye that nothing was as important as his dog's ass right, his self-esteem and his broken company.

Meng Si couldn't move a step. He didn't dare to go any further. He didn't dare to look. His feet were filled with lead.

All kinds of memories, every word you want to say, whether you say it or not, now turn into a heartrending roar.

"Peng Ye!"

In the distance, a figure looking for something suddenly seemed to hear something and looked in the direction of the sound.