Xiaohaochen came back on the 28th of the year. Qin Mofei and I went to pick him up because Qin Chien was not in good health. He was very surprised when he saw us both and looked behind us for a long time.
I knew that he was watching Qin Chi En come, so I told him that he was not fit to go out. He laughed and didn't speak, but he couldn't hide his loneliness.
On the way, Xiao HaoChen asked Qin Mofei, "big brother, if there is no liver source, is my father bound to die?"
"Why do you say these bad things for the Chinese new year? He's in a good condition at the moment, and we are actively looking for the liver source. We should be able to find it Qin Mofei glanced at him unhappily.
"Is my liver really not good?"
"Well, no!"
It may be that Qin Chien specially explained the matter of Qin Mofei, which he categorically denied.
I sighed softly, don't start looking out of the window. In fact, Xiao HaoChen's liver is the most suitable for Qin Chien, but he is not willing to hurt him, or as he said, he feels that life is beyond love and wants to leave early.
Small HaoChen also silent, I stole a glance at him, see his eyes are full of tears. I stretched out his hand and rubbed his head, and he immediately could not hold it. He fell down in my arms and cried, tearing his heart and lungs.
I didn't know how to comfort him, just patted him on the shoulder, along his back, like coax a child. Qin Mofei turned his head and looked at us. He moved his lips and didn't speak. Instead, he drove faster.
When I got home, xiaohaochen took the suitcase out, took out the new hat for Noro weaving and the latest version of magic cube bought for Xiaofan and handed it to me. Finally, he took out a dark gray scarf and ran directly to the back of the courtyard. It was supposed to be given to Qin Chien.
I look at this new pink hat, feel that little HaoChen or really changed, become more thoughtful. Maybe he will grow up to be a strategist like Qin Chien, but he will not go astray.
Noro and Xiaofan are shopping with SUA. Before the meeting came back, I put Xiao HaoChen's gift in my room and started to set about the new year's party. Although Qin Mofei made a clear economic relationship with the people of his clan, the traditional etiquette was still there. They would come to the old house for dinner on New Year's Eve.
I was busy writing the menu in my study when xiaohaochen suddenly ran over with a shout, "sister-in-law, sister-in-law, my father is missing."
In a daze, I quickly got up and went out to see Xiao HaoChen wiping tears as he ran. His long scarf swayed with the wind. This picture makes me sad and heavy.
"My father's gone. He's gone. Don't you want me again?" When xiaohaochen ran to me, his eyes were full of panic. His face was white and covered with tears. There was sweat between his eyebrows. He must have been running all the way.
I just went to send Qin Chien a set of new year's clothes last night. I didn't hear him talk about leaving. I feel very puzzled.
"HaoChen, don't worry. He was still there yesterday. I'll go and have a look."
When I went to the seventh courtyard, I felt a little uneasy. Can't Qin Chien really leave? He is such a arrogant person, especially to me, he certainly does not want to die in this house in such a mess.
Was it that he asked me to play chess with him that day, and when he left, he still played the song "Liang Zhu". In fact, he was saying goodbye to me? If so, then I
When coming to the yard, the Chimonanthus praecox in the side yard is fragrant and refreshing. Everything in this has not changed. All the rocking chairs in the yard are still there. They are still swinging back and forth with the wind. On top of them is the cloak I made for Qin Chien.
I opened the door of the hall and went in. It was still spotless and everything was in order. After retreating out, I pushed aside the wing room one by one, the side room, nothing changed, just no one.
Finally, I came to the study. When I pushed it away, I saw the painting I had painted for him on the left wall. Although it had been torn, it was well bonded and it was difficult to see the crack.
He actually brought this painting back. All the way, he brought it back. I stood on tiptoe and took the painting down. I wanted to have a closer look, but I found that there were several lines on the back of the painting: the evil time is with you, the prosperity is gone, I will go ahead. Enter dare not love again, retreat cannot forget, wish you well!
A few lines, so familiar, is what Qin Chien once told me. It's just that he changed some words, and he became so sad. I was so sad in my heart that I hung up the painting in silence.
Looking at the blurred outline of him, I think of him playing the violin in the streets of New York. If I didn't disturb him at that time and didn't draw this painting, would he be very natural and unrestrained for the rest of his life?
With his ability, even in a small corner that nobody knows, the light can't be covered up. It's a pity that I broke his tranquility and disturbed his track, so that he is now in a dead end.
I think of Cheng Wanqing scolded me: Beauty disaster! Think about me, at least Qin Chi En was destroyed in my hands. It seems that I owe him too much, so much that I have no chance to repay.
I was very sad, after a long time of calming down, I found a handwritten letter on my desk. So he went over and opened it. The writing on it was very domineering and powerful.The letter was very short, with a few words: "I'm gone. Don't come to me. Thank you for your care these days. I have arranged his future road for HaoChen. Someone will contact him later. The clothes fit well. I've worn them off. Happy New Year
After reading the letter, I was stunned on the spot. He really left, still walked so freely. So where is he going? The world is so big that no one can find him anywhere.
And then The oil is exhausted, the lamp is dry, and the smoke is gone?
I was going to accompany him through the last part of the road to make up for his love for me for so many years. Unfortunately, he did not give me this opportunity, but chose to leave quietly. I guess I'll never hear from him, dead or alive.
Third brother, you must be safe!
I picked up the letter and turned my head to look at xiaohaochen, who was crying heartbroken. I didn't know how to comfort him. He looked at me eagerly, and I understood the longing of his eyes. He thought I knew where Qin Chi En was going, or he wanted me to say a reason to comfort him.
But I can't say anything, and I'm depressed.
I took him back to the yard, Qin Mofei just picked up Noro and Xiao Fan. As soon as they saw Xiao HaoChen, they ran over and took hold of his hand.
"Brother HaoChen, why did you come back? Have you brought a gift for your baby Noro still can't change the mouth, a mouth a HaoChen elder brother calls very smooth. Xiao HaoChen looked at her in tears and turned to enter the courtyard silently.
Nono Leng next, raised his head to ask me, "Mom, what happened to brother HaoChen?"
"The third grandfather is away from home. Brother HaoChen is very sad. Would you like to comfort him with your brother?" I rubbed nono's cerebellar pouch.
"Oh, the baby and his brother go to comfort him."
No small adult seems to nod, pull Xiaofan ran past. I sighed sadly, turned my head and flew away towards Qin mo. he was standing at the gate of the courtyard, looking at me thoughtfully, with a slight frown on his eyebrows.
"Murphy, the third uncle is gone. This is his letter."
I handed the letter to Qin Mofei. When I looked up and saw a dead leaf on his shoulder, I raised my hand and glued the leaf and patted him on the shoulder. He took my hand and squeezed it hard.
"Are you sad?" He asked me.
I nodded. "It's just that it's too sad for him to leave like this I feel guilty. "
"Uncle, don't think about the bad luck all the time
He slightly disagreed, so I remembered that it was difficult for him to call someone to find the source of the black market liver In any case, I'd like to think in an optimistic way. I hope Qin Chi En is really good.
Before I spoke, he added, "by the way, wife, when can you draw a picture for me? It's as delicate as the third uncle's one. "
I suddenly speechless, nose a sour, head against his chest. He put his arm around my waist and his fingertips ran through my waist length hair. "Wife, you have long hair and waist, I still owe you a prosperous wedding."
"Wedding Murphy, why are all the photos in our wedding room gone? "
When it comes to the wedding, I naturally think of the way he proposed to me, the incomparable beautiful wedding photos, the luxurious and noble wedding that broke my heart.
"Those are not good. Shall we shoot again?"
"It's the most beautiful thing to see you for the first time. Where did you put it? I haven't found it all the time, and the mural I painted on the wall has been changed. Is it you? "
"Don't ask, wife?"
He looked at me embarrassed, some embarrassed, some sad, so I cleverly did not ask, maybe some of these stories can not be recalled. When I left at the beginning, he must have suffered for so long.
I nodded, raised his head, looked at his handsome appearance as before, how to look at all can not be tired of. In his thirties, his aura is becoming stronger and stronger, and his appearance is becoming more and more mature.
I look at his face with nostalgia, and I can't help but stand on tiptoe and kiss his lips, warm and soft. His eyes light a warm, holding my head on the force back to kiss over, as always make me infatuated.
I opened my eyes, but he closed them. His long eyelashes were like two rows of fluttering butterfly wings.
I suddenly thought of how to draw his appearance. The first meeting in my mind was when he helped me out. I still remember that when I opened the door, he turned around and looked so arrogant that he was ashamed of himself. Yes, that's it.
So I gently pushed him away and looked at his face red and red, "Murphy, I want to give you a new year gift!"
"Well?"
"I don't want to tell you. Anyway, you are not allowed to peek or disturb me from now until the thirty-twelve o'clock of the lunar new year."
"Who am I going to sleep with at night?"
"Say it