There was no need for words between the two of them.
"Are you married?"
He smiled: "I'm too busy and haven't had time to think about it. I'm afraid of letting others down. But I will think about it in the future."
Over the past seven or eight years, even a business genius has put in countless efforts, countless hardships, and even unbearable escapes and life-threatening hardships to gain a foothold in a foreign country... Among the hardships, in a moment,
How can I say it?
Until one day, he became famous throughout South America and became a famous and wealthy man. As a result, he got rid of all the shackles and dangers of the past.
But, she is no longer there.
At this time, he just stared at her quietly.
"Xiaoxi, I know that you were looking for me all over Europe... and I passed you many times. I even came back once on New Year's Eve in Boston, but I didn't have the courage to see you...
…Because, I know that as long as I see you, I will definitely not have the courage to risk everything and start over…”
These words are deep in my heart.
He knew she understood.
Sorry, fine.
Back then, when I was on the run, how could I still have the courage to love you? Even if we were forced to be together, you could only live precariously and wander around with me - you would never become the Yan Xixi you are today.
His mother is dead, his father is far away in a foreign country, his family is ruined, and he cannot protect himself. No one is happy - he just hopes that, at least, she can be happy.
So, he chose to let go.
Even if the lingering desire to be together is crazy, even if I have paid the price of my life for it, in the end, I still choose to let go.
Thousands of words, all in my heart.
He couldn't talk, but she looked into his heart - she had always looked into his heart.
Hands, squeeze and loosen, loosen and squeeze.
In fact, she never said a word from beginning to end.
The last ray of sunset also slowly set.
At that time, he was standing on the stairs opposite.
She stood on the top step.
One foot away, inaccessible.
"Mommy mommy……"
The sound of milky milk came from behind. The little girl wore a denim skirt, small boots, and a beautiful bow in her black hair. She jumped: "Mom, mom..."
Yan Xixi turned around in a hurry, ran down, and hugged her daughter.
Huang Xiaojue's eyes followed her and landed on the face of the little girl who was more beautiful than a doll: she had long eyelashes, big eyes, picturesque features, and white skin. Even if he traveled all over the world, he had never seen a more beautiful child.
She is exactly the same as Yan Xixi back then.
Not far behind her, there was a young boy. At a young age, he already showed a somewhat tall figure. He was carrying a small schoolbag, wearing a suit and leather shoes, and had cool eyebrows. He looked exactly like Wang Donglin.
.
He stared at him, very curious, like a child, as if he was studying: Why is this stranger looking at my mother and sister?
The child is very alert.
Huang Xiaojue suddenly closed his eyes tightly.
He never dared to open it again.
These two extremely cute children could have been mine - originally!
How long has it been since the first sight of your first love in college? Sixteen years? Eighteen years? Twenty years?
Half of a person's life, in the end, can only be looked back from a distance.
If I had been soft-hearted, even wavered for a moment in Europe, even if I had not been so persistent on the last night in Boston - these two children were my future and my life - even if I no longer had the huge sum of money at this moment.
Wealth and peak life.
His heart was bleeding and his face was full of smiles.
Behind him is the luxury private jet coming for this trip. The time for takeoff is running out.
However, Yan Xixi always turned her back to him and just held her daughter tightly.
The little girl was hugged tightly by her mother. The little girl felt strange. She didn't struggle obediently and just made a sweet sound: "Mom... there is an uncle opposite you who has been looking at you... No, he is looking at me...
He smiled, he was smiling at me..."
"Mom, that uncle is so handsome...but why is his hair white?"
"..."
He could clearly hear the little girl's milky voice. That voice was vaguely a copy of Yan Xixin's.
He moved his legs, unable to bear it anymore, and instinctively wanted to run over... But, he stopped.
At that time, a man strode across the street and then stopped.
Wang Donglin?!
Huang Xiaojue?!
The two looked at each other.
I've known this moment for a long time, but it's just that we have known each other before.
Of course he knew the legend of Wang Donglin very well. At that time, this once legendary figure was already in a state of semi-retirement. He stayed away from the whirlpool of struggle and only took care of the family business. His ambition was no longer but still ambitious.
In fact, he has always stood on the other end of the trend, capable of attacking and defending, but staying away from the hustle and bustle.
Later, Huang Xiaojue realized: This man has great wisdom.
Retreating bravely from the rapids and retreating without falling is something that only those with great wisdom and courage can do.
More of his energy has been on the happiness of his family, the cultivation of his two children, the joy of being a father, and then, single-handedly making his wife radiant. Because he is standing behind him-so, after so many years, he has been unable to make her
Erosion is like a flower that flourishes for a while, receiving sufficient nutrients, and then slowly becomes a flowering tree.
Oh, I am a flowering tree. I beg Buddha day and night to let me grow on the road you must pass. But by the time my flowers bloom, you have already passed by.
Here, there is no room for turning back - not even the qualification to regret.
They are a family of four, very, very happy.
He walked this time as if just to witness this moment of ordinary happiness.
The setting sun dyed Huang Xiaojue's temples red. He was heartbroken and turned around to leave.
The little girl looked over from her mother's arms and said with a sharp voice: "Mom...that uncle has left...he is gone..."
"Mom, let's go back. Dad is here to pick us up. Dad..."
At that time, the autumn grass was setting in the sun, and the wild geese were flying south. There was silence all around. Yan Xixi hugged her daughter tightly, tears falling like rain.
