The little girl thought for a while and shook her head innocently: "I don't know." When she spoke, her clear and beautiful eyes were covered with a layer of transparent mist, which made people feel distressed no matter how they looked at her.
Su Jianan told the little girl softly that girls can occasionally feel sad for no reason, but they cannot lose their temper at the people around them.
"Yes." The little girl said obediently with a pure face, "I understand."
There is a room on the first floor that has been vacant all year round, and Su Jianan uses it as an art classroom for the little ones.
In the classroom, the boys were ready, waiting for Xiangyi who arrived late.
Xiangyi quickly collected his emotions, got into the mood, and waved to Lu Boyan and Su Jianan at the door.
"Have a good time in class." Su Jianan told the little guys, closed the door, and walked back to the living room with Lu Boyan.
Tang Yulan went out to play cards with friends and have afternoon tea. Aunt Zhou didn't come over either. Su Yicheng was the only one in the living room.
"Brother," Su Jianan sat on the sofa opposite Su Yicheng and asked, "Why didn't Xiao Xi come over?"
"Reading the design draft at home."
Su Yicheng didn't even notice that there was a smile on his lips when he spoke.
Luo Xiaoxi's high-heeled shoes brand has been launched, but Su Yicheng still occasionally feels that it is all a dream.
Who would have thought that Luo Xiaoxi, who was keen on partying, shopping and fooling around, would become a professional woman? Not only did she re-learn business management, she also spent her weekends on work. During the new product design week, she slept even more than
It's too late for Su Yicheng.
Therefore, in order to support Luo Xiaoxi's career, Su Yicheng also "sacrificed" a lot.
However, Su Yicheng was willing to do so.
Su Jianan was already used to Luo Xiaoxi working hard. She smiled, adjusted to a comfortable sitting position on the sofa, and turned on her phone.
Today's date caught Su Jianan's eyes, there was nothing special about it.
What makes Su Jianan's eyes wet is tomorrow.
Four years ago tomorrow, Su Hongyuan passed away suddenly.
Su Jian'an still remembers that at that time, not long after she joined Lu's Media as the deputy artist director, many tasks were far from being handled as smoothly as she is today. She was so busy every day that she felt dizzy, and that day was the same. Until a sudden phone call.
Dropped a bombshell in her mind.
It was a call from the hospital, telling her that Su Hongyuan was at XX Hospital. If she rushed there immediately, she might be able to see Su Hongyuan one last time.
Before the Chinese New Year that year, the relationship between Su Jianan and Su Hongyuan had just eased. The two little guys also called Su Hongyuan "Grandpa and Grandpa" and were very close to Su Hongyuan.
Su Jian'an thought that everything would develop in a better direction. If Su Hongyuan was willing, he could even come and stay for a few days occasionally and let the two little guys accompany him to relieve his boredom.
That phone call shattered everything.
On the way to the hospital, Su Jianan contacted Su Hongyuan's driver almost tremblingly.
After Su Hongyuan handed over the Su Group to Su Yicheng, he only kept one driver by his side. He said that the driver was the person he trusted the most - when he was at his lowest, only the driver stayed with him and told him that everything would pass.
The driver told Su Jianan everything on the phone.
It turned out that before the Chinese New Year that year, Su Hongyuan was diagnosed with liver cancer. It was at an advanced stage and there was no need for treatment.
Therefore, after the relationship with Su Jianan's brother and sister eased, the first thing Su Hongyuan did was to hand over the company to Su Yicheng and give Su Jianan what should be given to Su Jianan.
After that, Su Hongyuan felt much more relaxed, even though he knew that he didn't have much time left.
Su Hongyuan relied on painkillers to maintain a semblance of normalcy, and took advantage of the weekend to visit Su Yicheng and Su Jianan, as well as a few little ones.
Su Hongyuan said that this was the most relaxing and carefree time in the rest of his life.
Su Jianan's face was full of tears, and she choked and asked the driver why Su Hongyuan kept it secret from her and Su Yicheng.
The driver sighed and said that he had persuaded Su Hongyuan to tell Su Jianan and Su Yicheng about his condition, but Su Hongyuan refused without thinking.
Su Hongyuan said that when Su Jianan and Su Yicheng were young, he failed to fulfill his responsibilities as a father. Later, when they grew up, they did not bother him as a father at all. Now that he is in trouble, naturally he should not bother the two children.
.What's more, his fate is already so clear that there is no need for treatment. He can just wait quietly for that day to come.
Su Hongyuan even arranged his own funeral arrangements.
In this way, Su Jianan and Su Yicheng didn't know about Su Hongyuan's condition until the day he was about to leave.
When Su Jianan and Su Yicheng rushed to the hospital, Su Hongyuan looked fine. Su Jianan hoped that what she heard on the phone was just a joke. However, the doctor told her and Su Yicheng that this might be Su Hongyuan's last time and asked them to listen carefully to the old man.
Is there anything else I want to say?
Su Hongyuan saw the tears on Su Jian'an's face, smiled and said, "Jian An, don't be sad. Everyone's life has an end. I just reached the end."
The more Su Hongyuan downplayed it, the more Su Jian'an felt as if his heart had been torn in half, and the pain was unbearable.
"I have no regrets anymore." Su Hongyuan had a smile on his pale face, "You have forgiven me. Before I left, I could still hear you calling me 'Dad' and the children calling me 'Grandpa' and 'Grandpa'. I
There are really no regrets, so don’t be sad.”
"Dad..." Su Jianan could no longer restrain herself and cried bitterly.
Su Yicheng held Su Hongyuan's hand, tears kept rolling in his eyes, and finally fell down uncontrollably.
"Yicheng," Su Hongyuan turned his eyes to Su Yicheng with difficulty, and warned, "from now on, you should take good care of Jian An. Don't let her... be wronged."
Su Yicheng closed his eyes, nodded, and said, "Okay."
As if letting go of his biggest knot, Su Hongyuan showed a reassuring smile, and then told Su Yicheng: "You too, don't work too hard, and pay more attention to your body." He spoke with sincerity, as if as long as he tried hard to say it, Su Yicheng could do it.
Same.
All Su Yicheng could do was nod: "I will."
Su Hongyuan patted the backs of Su Yicheng and Su Jianan's hands, breathed a long sigh of relief, and closed his eyes, like an extremely tired person who needs a rest.
Su Jian'an clearly felt that the strength in Su Hongyuan's hand was disappearing, and she subconsciously called Su Hongyuan: "Dad...Dad!"
"..." Su Hongyuan did not respond, like a sleeping old man, his face was full of peace and calm.
In fact, from this moment on, Su Hongyuan never responded to Su Jianan's call.
Su Jianan was unwilling to accept the sudden fact and called Su Hongyuan desperately, but the only response she received was the doctor's voice announcing the time of death.
This was the second time Su Jianan faced the death of a loved one. She felt as if she had been sucked into a large ball of invisible cotton. The cotton directly blocked her heart. The dull pain was suppressed in her body and spread from her heart to her whole body.
All her strength was drained away by an invisible force.
In the end, it was Su Yicheng who hugged Su Jianan, and she slowly calmed down and accepted the fact with tears.
More than ten years ago, she lost her mother.
Now, she has even lost her father.
Su Jianan hugged Su Yicheng as hard as she did when she sent her mother away in the hospital more than ten years ago.
The funeral arrangements were handled according to Su Hongyuan's arrangements.
There was no memorial service and the funeral was very simple. Su Hongyuan was laid to rest next to their mother.
Su Jianan forgot how she came out of sadness. She only remembered that the days passed day by day, the sadness was diluted bit by bit, and life slowly returned to its normal rhythm.
However, on these days every year, she would still be as sad as when she returned to the hospital that day.
Su Jianan put down her phone and looked at Su Yicheng: "Brother, tomorrow..."
Of course Su Yicheng remembered what day tomorrow was and said, "I'll pick you up and we'll leave early."
Su Jianan nodded: "Okay."
The art class only lasted for more than two hours, with a break in the middle. Before five o'clock, the get out of class ended and a few kids ran out of the room with their "works" in hand.
Xiyu and Nuonuo were working hard in class and were able to draw decently. Niannian and Xiangyi were like auditors, and after two classes they just scribbled on paper.
However, the two little guys still felt very accomplished and came out with their "work" to ask for praise.
Su Jianan sent away the art teacher and teaching assistant, and turned around to see Lu Boyan holding Xiangyi's "work" with a look of embarrassment on his face.
The little girl was different. She looked at Lu Boyan expectantly, obviously waiting for Lu Boyan's praise.
Lu Boyan pressed his temples, met the little girl's expectant eyes, and said, "It's great. But I think you can draw better."
The little girl said "hmm" and looked at Lu Boyan with certainty: "I can do it!"
Lu Boyan smiled suddenly when he saw the little girl's cute appearance and made no further demands for the little girl.
As long as the little girl is happy, it doesn't matter what she draws. He doesn't require her to be an artist when she grows up.
Seeing that it was almost time, Su Yicheng took Nuonuo home, but he didn't expect to run into Mu Sijue at the door.
Four years have passed by in a hurry, and Mu Sijue seems to have been ignored by time. There are no traces of time on his body, but he looks more serious and solemn than four years ago.
Most children would not take the initiative to get close to Mu Sijue when they see him, but Nuonuo has not been afraid of Mu Sijue since he was a child, not to mention that he has something to do today~
"Uncle Mu!" Nono opened his hands and ran towards Musijue, hugging Musijue's thigh, "I haven't seen you today. I miss you so much~"
Musijue smiled, squatted down and looked at the little guy: "Now that I've seen it, do you still want it?"
"Think about it!" Nono nodded and looked at Musijue tangledly, as if he had something to say but didn't know how to say it.
Mu Sijue saw that the little guy was hesitant to speak, but he just followed his words and asked: "How much do you want?"
