Chapter 292

But if it is, what kind of desolation should it be when those things that have been pursued, those things that were supposed to be what they should have, are finally found that they do not even have the qualification to fight for?

Sorrow is greater than death.

He reached out his hand and gently rubbed the different hair. His hair was soft and slippery. When he stroked it, it made people feel sad and want to cry.

What he asked for was really simple, but after accumulating countless disappointments, his heart became so big.

At first, when he was young, what he asked was not just a docile and kind-hearted wife, but also a lovely son?

But in the end, he realized that if you are not strong enough, your destiny will be controlled by others, just like Shaoxuan. But if you are strong enough, you will become the one who controls the fate. The difference is that he does all this, lures and puzzles.

City a airport.

When Meng shaoting and an Cheng are chasing after each other, Meng Shao Qian is about to take a non same plane. Seeing Meng shaoting coming from afar, Meng Shao Qian seems to have expected all this for a long time. He shrugs and shows his hands and smiles: "my second brother's speed is really fast, and I really admire him."

"Elder brother, hand over the difference, and I will assume that this has never happened."

"Oh? Listen to your voice. If I don't hand it in, what will you do to me? " Meng Shao Chuen smiled deeper, held out a finger and slightly shook it twice, and his deep eyes were full of some sarcasm. "Shao Ting, this time is different from the past, look around you, who else is there? Meng has changed the flag for a long time. "

"Well, it's not yours. Even if you hold it in your hand at the moment, you can't take it away. It's yours. Even if it's lost temporarily, it will still come back. I'm not afraid."

His eyes are precisely on the children behind the Meng Shao graben. He looks at him with big eyes on guard, but he doesn't panic and fear, and he doesn't see the joy of his appearance.

Hearing this, Meng Shao Chien's eyes could not help dimming, but in a flash he laughed, pulled out the unconventional from behind, and handed it to Meng shaoting in person; "second brother, eldest brother is just joking with you, you know, I'm not to be seen in front of my mother, I can't help listening to her words, but you can find the unconventional so quickly, and I secretly left some clues, so on If you can take away the difference, I don't have to be involved. Why not? What's more, it's not the same Meng's children, but Dad wants to let them in. "

His voice was very low, but he was also a bit lonely and sincere. Meng shaoting was dubious, but he held the difference tightly in his arms. He didn't answer the words of Meng Shao Qian, but asked the difference in a low voice: "different, I'm afraid these days?"

He looked at Meng Shao's moat with some hesitation, but still shook his head. "Eldest uncle is very good to me."

Meng shaoting breathed a sigh of relief, and when he turned to speak, he was kind: "elder brother is concerned about his flesh and blood. Shaoting will remember it in his mind. He is very worried about the difference. I will take him back first."

Mengshao graben nods, mengshaoting no longer says anything, and turns around and goes.

Until they went out a long way, someone around mengshao graben asked, "you do this, my wife's place..."

"Do you think I will be afraid of her? I said just now. Now, it is different from the past."

He just laughed and laughed, "when will miss Fu fourth arrive?"

"The day after tomorrow."

"Well, I'll pick it up myself then."

On the ninth day of October, after the continuous rain for several decades, the weather finally cleared up, and the sun broke through the dark clouds to shine on the earth again, and the streets gradually became busy.

In the quiet garden, a tree of sweet scented osmanthus has opened with small golden and brown rice like flowers. Sometimes the wind blows and falls on the water surface of a small pond. The fish that attract them come to eat. The scenery in early autumn is extremely beautiful. Even the magnificent scenery of canglan Pavilion always adds some softness. There are two people sitting at the bottom of the pavilion, one big and one small, which is very beautiful.

The woman wore a simple black coat with long hair. It was scattered around her neck without any powder. She took a book in her hand and half opened a few pages. She was looking down at the book. She pointed to the small black character with her hand Qianqian. The little child on the other side said: "at the beginning of human life, nature is good..."

The childish voice of milk voice and milk spirit is very pleasant. Then he said: "at the beginning of human being, nature is good..."

The child's voice deliberately pulled very loud, startled the birds resting on one side of the tree, fluttered away, and the leaves fell down.

"Naughty." Jingzhi smiles, reaches out to touch his head, and says, "it's time to send you to school."

"I don't want to go to school. I want to be with my mother." Little baozi pounced on Jingzhi. The fleshy little body climbed and crawled desperately. Finally, it was about to climb to mother's knee. However, it was picked up by a big hand out of the sky. It fell on one side of the open space with a slight lift and release.

"Such a big child, still clinging to his mother like this, is he ashamed?" Meng shaoting bypasses his small body and sits next to Jingzhi. He holds her in his arms with long arms. He has a smile on his eyes and eyebrows. He has three points of laziness.

He wore a thin black windbreaker, copper buttons were printed on her face, cool, shivering for a while, trying to avoid, but he pressed it tighter, with some mellow and gentle voice: "what did you do at home today?"

Jingzhi chuckles and frowns. "Teaching is not the same as reading three character scriptures."

"Oh? I've read Analects as much as he does! "

Different from the little pride that had risen before, he immediately disappeared. He hit him again

"Nonsense again, you don't like endorsements the most because I don't know?" Jingzhi reaches out to touch the button on his windbreaker's lapel, rubs it for a while, and says with a smile.

He didn't answer, but said to Fei Tong, "go to the kitchen and have a look. What did aunt Ping do for you..."

Voice has not yet fallen, not the same on the cry of a smoke run away.

"Ah, it's different to be slow..." Jingzhi is still worried about the cry, not the same but has a twist run disappeared.

"The unlucky boy is gone." He stretched out his hand and pulled her back. He pressed her on his knees and hugged her. His jaw was right on the top of her hair. The fragrance of silk came to him, which made him feel relaxed and happy. "It's a fine day, why not go out and relax?"

Jingzhi narrowed her eyes and felt comfortable when the sun fell on her face. Her voice was a little lazy: "another day, I feel a little tired these days."

"Tired? If you don't eat or drink for such a long time, the mother steel will be tossed to death. If you dare to do this again later, be careful of me... "

"How are you?" Jingzhi smiles like a flower. She turns to see him, but sees his eyes like a deep pool. She looks at her in such a quiet way. She looks lonely under the gentleness, but it seems to contain some pain under the smile. She gradually calms down, and feels miserable in her heart.

There was a crossroads ahead, but she had no idea where to go.

"Jingzhi, let's get married." After marriage, nothing can be changed. After marriage, anyway, she is his wife recognized by law, and there is no way to leave.

"Would you mind not saying this first?" She quickly smiled and changed the topic: "how are you, dad?"

Meng shaoting was a little disappointed, and the light of his eyes dimmed a little, but he still replied: "better, but the doctor still suggested that we continue to be in hospital. By the way, my father said, if you want to disagree, what do you think?"

Jingzhi sneers and pushes him away from his knee. She walks a few steps, hands on the fence of the pavilion, and lightly says, "it's not the same as my child."

"If you don't want to, I'll help you turn it down. I won't mention it."

He stood up and walked to her side.

Her height is only under his shoulder, and she looks more and more delicate. She is small and lovely. He is tall and has a long body. She is just a figure, but it gives people infinite peace of mind. If you don't look at their looks, you will only regard them as a pair of matched Bi Ren.

But at this time, her face was cold, and he had some pain in the bottom of his eyes. He really didn't know what to do.

The relationship between the two seems to be in a stalemate, unable to move forward, but not backward.

"Jingzhi, we will live like this forever?" He opened his mouth, broke the embarrassing calm, turned to look at her, but saw her eyes did not focus to look at the distance, where the face was empty, never had, his figure.