The man sighed gently, wrapped her hands with a warm big hand.
His hands were rough, and the back of his hand was full of small scars, but he was as warm as ever.
Her hand is very cold, white and slender, with the traces of years, the hand skin is slightly wrinkled.
Neither of them spoke, and the room was so quiet that the airflow with heating was low.
He squeezed her hand and whispered: "Ah, put on the phone that day, and I didn't sleep all night. When the day was just on, I wrote a letter to the emperor within half a month."
Xue Yan was startled, staring at him, he didn't dare to believe it.
"You -what are you doing so impulsive?! Your efforts for so many years will be very torch, you are too impulsive!"
The man smiled slightly, his hands stroked her hair slightly, with the familiar tenderness.
"I can't always bear some responsibilities for you, for you, for this home, for so many years, you have brought children alone, one person supports the family, and one person bear the owner of this family. You can't share your hard work. I can't share your hard work.
One point, but you still want you and your child to worry about me ... "
He paused, he was not good at words, he would not talk about it, let alone talk sweetly.
He secretly swallowed his mouth, warm voice: "I am back, closer to you, more time to accompany you, accompany this home."
Xue Yan froze.
After a while, her eyes were red, and she burst into tears.
Although he was simple, he gave up behind him and how much he gave up, but she knew it clearly.
He has his career, his lofty ambitions, and national and national feelings, but he has not forgotten his home, and his family responsibility.
Xue Yan pierced into his arms, and he cried.
She cried very well, and she seemed to spit out the grievances over the years, and all ventricized it.
Xue Ling is right, if you still love him, don't give up lightly.
But for more than 20 years, she has already been tired of such a lonely day.
In the empty villa, there are people walking around, and there are even footsteps at night.
She likes to start a TV, just to make a little more lively voice at home, so as not to occasionally illusions.
On the day without a pillow, the quilt is cold for many years.
She knew that he was not easy, knew his difficult choices, and she endured it, and kept endured.
But this year's New Year, she lived too much. She was too painful.
So she was impulsive and hung up the phone ...
The man hugged her, let her cry, and didn't say anything. He put his hand on her back and patted her gently.
The night outside was dull and snowy.
The heating in the house was mellow, and the crying cry was depressed and sad.
In half of his life, he was worthy of the country and the people, and the brothers who followed him and followed him, but he was sorry for his wife, sorry for his daughter.
Since getting married, the entire family has taken care of his wife alone.
After the child was born, he worked hard to go home for more time, but for a few days and a few days.
When the child is young, he will smile at him happily.
When the child is getting bigger, every time you see him, there will always be a kind of strange strangeness, which is caused by the accumulation of isolation.
The child thought about it seriously, and finally remembered that he was "dad", and then timidly stepped forward and spoke lowly with him.
"Dad, why don't you always go home?"
"Dad, why don't you pick me up and go to school?"
"Dad, the children in the community say that I have no dad ..."
Whenever this time, he couldn't help but feel distressed, and couldn't find something to tell his daughter.
The wife glanced at the child, and smiled and persuaded: "Dad is just too busy. When he is not busy, he will come to accompany us."
He distressed his child, and even more distressed his wife.
Because they are the only two people who are sorry.
He is almost fifty, nearly half a year, how many days left, how much can anyone say that no one can say.
Strive more time to accompany him to accompany him deeply.
His parents died early, and he wanted to raise himself. He had regretted it for many years.
If he missed this time again, maybe even his wife would lose, then he was busy for half a lifetime, what is it for?
"Glory is naturally glorious, but I can't just pursue glory. I have been old, and I ca n’t rush to the front. I have to give it to young people, and I can take a break. In the future, I will take more time to accompany you,
Accompany the children. When we retire, we will go abroad to find children together. In the future, we will have to play with the grandson and take a walk every day until it has staggered to support each other. "
Xue Yan couldn't cry, can't say anything.
The man smiled slightly, pulled out the handkerchief to wipe her tears, and warmly: "Ah, I'm hungry, let's do dinner. For ten days, I can go home from time to time, come back in the evening to accompany you for dinner, morning
You can also accompany you for breakfast. "
She sucked her nose and nodded the focus.
The man held her hand and looked at the small basket on the table.
"What is this? Have you eaten?" Have you eaten it? "
Xue Yan shook his head and explained: "I have eaten snacks. This is the braised meat and rice cake sent by my cousin. I often accompany Sanbo to Xue Ling's house in the past few days.
Many, the family is always very lively. She invited me to go to her house to play more and help her bring her children. "
"How old is the child?" The man talked about the child, and his eyebrows were unconsciously dyed and gentle.
Xue Yan replied: "She has four children, the eldest son and younger son traveled with my uncle and sister -in -law. The youngest two are dragon and phoenixes, which are only four or five months old.
People like it. "
Men laughed: "You like it, then go more. We were very cute when we were young."
Xue Yan nodded and said: "She is twenty -one years ..."
The man unscrewed the gas stove and asked, "What to eat?"
Xue Yan brought a pot over and said, "The rice cake is just made, and you can eat it when you steam it. I cut the braised meat and let you eat it."
The man didn't go away, and he kept helping.
Soon, the hot rice cake came up.
The man picked up the chopsticks, tasted it, and nodded, "delicious."
Xue Yan laughed softly and pushed the cut brine meat to him.
"This cousin is my youngest uncle's only daughter. When she was a child, she should have seen it. Centers were very capable. I built Ronghua Mall in the city center. The business was well done.
On the 18th floor, I lived with my mother -in -law and my father -in -law. My uncle and sister -in -law were next door. My cousin's family was a kiss with them and lived there. I also hired a nanny to help watch the children. Everyone.
The guy is busy, everyone is happy, the old man laughs, the child laughs, the family atmosphere is very good. "
The man saw the envy in her eyes, and the warm voice: "It's all relatives, go and walk more when you have time."
"Um." Xue Yan smiled: "I like to go to their house, play chess, talk, and eat meals. My mother's braised meat is delicious, you try it."
The man was clipped and ate.
"Well, it's very fragrant and full of taste."
Xue Yan said again: "Centers are very busy every day. After my brother -in -law is busy business, I hurried home to help bring their children. I went to their house a few times and found that he was looking at the children and the family. His business should be good.
, But without the cousin doing well, he is not the kind of man who insists on face. Centers have no time to cook the family, and he also supports it.