If you give up, you give up, no matter what difficulties and sorrows you have...
Xu Wanqing felt relieved, but felt inexplicably empty. She walked out of the reception room to play with the flowers.
Everything happened yesterday, such as death yesterday, but her and his life today still have to go on.
After a while, Xiao Zhuoyan walked out in silence again, and Xu Wanqing handed him the bouquet of lavender hyacinths.
The flower language of purple hyacinth is: melancholy love.
It turns out that his feelings for his mother are indeed a melancholy love. The little dream was wrong, and she was also wrong. She had to admit that when the little dream said that the flower language of hyacinths was melancholy love, she thought
There is a trace of innocent fantasy, and he still loves himself, but that love cannot be expressed out loud, and can only be kept in his heart, which is melancholy and hard to describe.
Look, how stupid she is? Loving someone becomes a habit, but she can't change it after several years!
This habit is really not good! It must be changed!
She secretly made up her mind that she must love again and have a perfect relationship and marriage to be worthy of her new self, the new Xu Yujun.
I received a call from Zou Yelei the next day and happily went to the appointment.
He actually asked her to play golf.
Doing the math, I haven't played it for a long time. When I was still immersed in the business world, I would come here every now and then. They all said it was a men's sport. However, for a while, she liked it very much and was obsessed with it. And because
A small ball has made many friends in the business world, which can be considered a meritorious deed.
What about now? The wind is light and the clouds are light, the sky is blue and high, which makes people's minds clear.
Zou Yelei did not expect that she would have such good skills and gave her thumbs up frequently. The two of them had a great time playing and were laughing on the court when they vaguely saw a delicate figure running across the court.
As I got closer, I saw clearly that it was Lu Yingxin.
She greeted Zou Yelei very affectionately, "Brother Yelei, are you coming to play ball too?"
Zou Yelei nodded with a smile, "Yes, who are you coming with?"
"Father, right over there." Lu Yingxin smiled innocently, as if there was no grudge between her and Zou Yelei, and those so-called stabbings and frame-ups never existed.
Xu Wanqing's expression was calm, but she was frowning slightly.
She originally thought that after this battle, even if Zou Yilei was open-minded, Lu Ying's heart would no longer be innocent and cute. For normal people, would they have the most extreme shame and guilt?
However, Lu Yingxin has never been an ordinary person.
Zou Yelei is not an ordinary person. He may be a god or Sakyamuni who saves all sentient beings. Because his smile is so gentle. When it comes to Xu Wanqing, she does not have such good self-control.
People who put themselves in danger can wave their hands in front of those ugly past events, and they can smile and laugh away.
She absolutely couldn't, so naturally she couldn't understand Zou Yelei's abilities.
After all, she really racked her brains and energy to pull him out of that dark place.
It took a lot of effort to pull him out, but what happened to him?
She just stood there in silence, saying nothing, quietly watching them chatting.