Grandma left, and grandpa was reluctant to send her back to China because it was too far away from the United States.
Precisely because grandma passed away, grandpa has been unwilling to look at his mother and admit that she is an illegitimate daughter.
Therefore, my mother's personality has been withdrawn since she was a child.
When my grandfather learned about his mother's death, he tried every means to find him. The first thing he said when we met was: "I'm sorry, my son. If I had spent more time with your mother, maybe nothing would have happened."
if?
If grandma hadn't died.
If only grandpa would spend more time with his mother and care more about her.
What if my parents didn't go to Hong Kong?
If the father did not betray the mother.
If Luo Jieqin had not seduced her father.
Then, his life will be perfect.
Then, he can be happily together with Xiaoxiao.
It's a pity if it doesn't exist.
There is only reality, cruel reality.
In this reality, his grandfather harmed his mother; Luo Jieqin caused the death of his parents; his grandfather and grandma, the two closest people to him, were incompatible with each other.
In this reality, he and Xiaoxiao are enemies.
How many times did he want to let go of his hatred and just be with Xiaoxiao.
But, can hatred really be let go?
"Mr. Han, it's time for you to offer incense and tea to the old lady." The voice of the British butler interrupted his meditation.
After finishing the incense, Han Murphy opened the mahogany carved box on the table and took out the Longjing jasmine tea inside.
Pour it into a cup, add boiling water, and in the blink of an eye, the scented tea blends in the cup and overflows with fragrance.
Looking at the tea in front of him, Han Murphy asked softly in his heart: Grandma, tell me, can love really make people forget hate?
Throwing the jasmine teabag into the cup, Xiaoxiao reached out and pressed the hot water button on the water dispenser.
I don’t know why, but she just can’t get used to coffee and likes tea, especially jasmine tea.
When the tea was ready, she blew on it and tasted it carefully.
When you enter the scented tea, the fragrance immediately hits your nostrils.
She just stood in the lounge, sipping teabags one by one, killing time bit by bit.
By the time she finished her tea and returned to her seat, all her colleagues in the office had left.
Work was not going well, and Han Murphy was sulking, which made her feel that the end was coming. She couldn't keep up her energy all day long, and she felt like a passerby in a daze.