When she got home, the flower shop was closed, but the lights were still on on the second floor. Xia Xia felt warm in her heart. She still had a place that belonged to her, and there was always the person who loved her most, waiting for her to go home.
Xia Xia smelled the familiar fragrance of flowers and quietly went upstairs with her bag, "Dad, I'm back."
"Well," Master Ning sat on the sofa with his hands folded around his chest, as if he was about to question, "Didn't you say you were going to Zhou Han's house for dinner? Why wasn't he the one who sent you back?"
Xia Xia put on her slippers and put her shoes on the shoe rack, "Oh, Zhou Han had something to do and asked his cousin to send me back!"
"Is it about the news in the morning?" Master Ning asked Xia Xia to sit down. It was time for him to find a time to discuss this issue with her.
"Well," everyone in Australia probably knows such a big news, and there is no way to hide it from Dad, "the news is all fabricated, there is no such thing!"
"Is his fiancée the ex-girlfriend you mentioned last time?"
"Yes." Xia Xia nodded, unable to hide the depression on her face, "Dad, don't worry, I'm sensible!"
Master Ning caressed his daughter's forehead lovingly, "Xia Xia, you are still young and don't understand many things. You have been absent-minded all day long, and dad feels uncomfortable watching you..."
Xia Xia's eyes turned red, and she threw herself into Master Ning's strong arms, wrapping her arms around his lifebuoy that had grown fat due to his age. In fact, she was not familiar with her father's arms. She grew up in her aunt's house in Shanghai, and her parents were not familiar with her.
Yan is someone who can only meet once every few years. After she graduated and came to live with her parents, her father, Ning Dashu, and her mother, Lin Meihong, gave her the greatest care. Only then did she realize that she had parents, and she could hide in them whenever she wanted to cry.
Weeping in their arms.
Master Ning patted his daughter on the head, "Xia Xia, good boy, can you tell dad about it?"
"Dad, Zhou Han's ex-girlfriend has no parents. She grew up under the same roof as him. Later, she was bullied by bad people for his company. She couldn't face Zhou Han and went to the United States. Now she's back...Should I
Bless them, they are a perfect couple..."
"So it turns out that last time you only said half of what you said, but now you're saying that you've already figured out what to do?"
Xia Xiawo shook her head in Master Ning's arms, "I don't want to leave him, not even for a moment..."
"Dad, let me tell you a story," Master Ning took out a tissue to help Xia Xia wipe away the tears on her face, "About thirty years ago, a young man went to a foreign land to do business and met a girl from the same village.
A man fell in love quickly, but later he found out that the girl had a family in a foreign land, and he went back to his hometown in anger..."
Xia Xia raised her head and listened quietly to her father's story. She deeply felt the true emotions in her father's words, "Dad, is that person you?"
"Well...I returned to Shanghai and was in despair. I hated her but also loved her. I was never willing to accept other women. Your uncles were already married and had children, and I was still single. Later, your aunt managed to introduce your mother to me, and then we got married.
Already."
"Dad," Xia Xia interrupted him, "do you love your mother?" Xia Xia lowered her voice with these words, for fear of waking up her mother in the room.
"Haha, after so many years, you still talk about love or not. That's what you young people talk about..." Master Ning continued to recall, "Later, someone told me about the woman, saying that she had given birth to a child, and the whole family
I immigrated to France, so I thought, well, I wish her happiness!"
"Well, that's good. Everyone is happy."
"It would be really good if it stays like this, but things often don't go as you want... When you were five years old, I received a letter from France. It was from her. The letter said that she had cancer.
In the late stage, with only half a year left to live, he said..." Mr. Ning couldn't continue, and the corners of his eyes were red. He tried not to cry in front of his daughter, "He also said that he had given birth to a daughter for me, and he had to send her to the hospital.
The orphanage…”
Xia Xia's eyes widened and she covered her mouth in surprise, "Dad... Then I have a sister? Is she still alive? In France?"