After hesitating for a while, Lin Zhengyang said bluntly, "Nannan is actually not world-weary. She is different from us. Her death has a purpose. We can't understand what she wanted to do, but it seems that she achieved what she wanted.
Her heart is actually very strong, otherwise she would not be able to easily endure the severe pain of bruises that have been amplified by the long years. If you endure such severe bruises and pain, you will never be able to live a normal life like her, and live to be close to half a century.
Do you know what it was like when Tian Qin gave birth to Ying Ying? The pain was so extreme that she couldn't say anything, and she didn't have the strength to eat. She was fed only liquid food. It hurt for three days and three nights, but she didn't shed a single tear.
I only regret that I didn’t know that Tianqin is my daughter in essence, and I should protect her. How could she not survive with her parents by her side..."
Yang Luxi suddenly said, "It's better than I don't know anything. I only met my daughter a few times and didn't take good care of her and protect her. If I were still here, I would definitely not have so many things happen..."
Lin Zhengyang patted his wife's shoulder gently. He turned to look at Huang Zezhong, "It's very late. Go to the last room at the end of the second floor to sleep. That is your original room. The clothes in the closet have been washed. You can treat yourself as your own."
It's as casual as home. The first room on the stairs is Tianqin's room, and the second room is her study. She hates others messing with her things, so you know. Good night..."
Huang Zezhong went upstairs with his suitcase. After passing the first room, he found that the door was unlocked. He couldn't help but open the door and take a look. The room was decorated in an antique style, just like a boudoir of a woman in ancient times. It was everywhere.
It has an indescribable fragrance.
After closing the door, Huang Zezhong couldn't help but open the door when he walked to the second room. There were a large number of bookshelves in the large room of nearly 400 square meters. The bookshelves were filled with books. The open space next to the desk was filled with many books of various kinds.
Various musical instruments, which look like they are often used...
Huang Zezhong closed the study, walked to the end and opened the door. He twitched at the corner of his mouth. It was just a small room of 100 square meters, while Zhao Tianqin's room was more than 200 square meters. Are they treated differently? After looking around the room, he didn't feel depressed anymore. The furniture and appliances were all of high quality.
Yes, but if you insist on comparing it with the first room, you will be reduced to dust.
Taking the photo frame on the bedside table, Huang Zezhong couldn't help but lose consciousness. The petite and thin Zhao Tianqin sat on his arm, with a bright smile on his small but fleshy baby face. These should be Zhao Tianqin and Lin Jiuze of the Zhao family.
Childhood sweethearts should be very happy as a couple, but he can't even see anyone.
After a quick shower, he sat at the desk and couldn't help but open the drawer. His eyes fell on the thick photo album. He opened it and couldn't take his eyes away after taking a look at it. It was full of photos of Zhao Tianqin when he was a child, showing all kinds of naughty and amusing things.
The photos of dogs catching ducks and squeezing geese have rich, lively and beautiful expressions. There are also pictures of dogs playing the piano quietly...
After looking at all the photos, Huang Zezhong felt a little sleepy and lay on the bed. The indescribable feeling of comfort made him fall asleep quickly.
dream
A three or four-year-old girl sleeps on the right side, a little baby sleeps in the middle, and a woman with a pointed chin and a pale face sleeps on the left side. There are guardrails around the bed, and the little girl and the guardrails at the end of the bed are raised.
The guardrail beside the woman did not rise.
The man couldn't help but leaned over to the sleeping woman and kissed her on the cheek.
The woman opened her eyes and glanced at the man. Her expression instantly became frightened and frightened. Her already pale cheeks became even paler. She clutched the quilt tightly and moved towards the baby.
"I'm very tired." The woman looked frightened but her eyes were cold and distant. A heavy pressure appeared on the woman, constantly oppressing the man.
"Well, you can sleep, I won't come near you..." The man pulled up the 30-centimeter-high guardrail beside the woman, turned around, took the folding bed, placed it next to the big bed and opened it. He lay on the folding bed and looked at the woman's side quietly.
She turned her back to him and curled up with the baby in her arms.
"Wife, I want to sleep with you...can you..." the man with a look full of nostalgia asked in a low voice.
"It's inconvenient to feed the baby later. I'm very tired and will go to bed first."
An indescribable chill spread throughout the air, and goose bumps quickly appeared on the man's arms. After taking a few deep breaths, the man turned around and lay flat on his back, staring blankly at the beige ceiling.
After a long time, the woman lowered the guardrail, got up and walked to the bathroom. When she came back, the man couldn't help but hold the woman's hand and said, "Let's go to the guest room to sleep. I'll get up and make milk powder for the child later."
"No...I'm very tired..." The woman pulled her little hand away instantly. She frowned and sat down quickly. After raising the guardrail, she pulled the quilt and lay down to cover it. She hugged the baby with her red little hands and curled up to sleep.
"We haven't had that for a long, long time..." the man closed his eyes and asked softly.
After waiting for a few minutes, the room was still filled with silence.
The woman frowned with a look of pain on her face, and tears hung on her long, slightly curled eyelashes.
The man sighed, stood up and pulled the quilt over to tuck the woman in. He stroked the back of the woman's head with his big hand. The next second, the woman's face changed drastically, and she opened her eyes in fear, "Don't touch me, don't...go away."
The woman clutched the quilt tightly, and the backs of her thin hands were covered with veins. The backs of her hands that were red just now turned purple and a little black.
"Sorry, let me get some medicine and apply it on you." The man opened the bedside table drawer and took out a white jade bottle.
"No, too much blood-activating medicine has weakened the immune system and has stopped working. I'm very tired and have no strength. Don't touch me..." The woman turned around with a cold face and buried herself next to the baby's head, shrinking her hands.
He got under the quilt and only a little bit of his head was exposed.
"If you feel uncomfortable, just find someone else. I don't mind. I'm tired. I'm going to bed. Don't disturb me..." The woman whispered, glanced at the baby's sleeping bag, tucked the little girl in, and closed her eyes to sleep.
The indifference and coercion on the woman became heavier and heavier.
The man lowered his head, his eyes full of loss, regret, and guilt. He stood up, took the laptop on the desk, walked out of the room, walked into the study, and sat down at the desk.
The man held his hands on the desk and covered his eyes, muttering to himself, "It's been more than a year... When will you forgive me... When will you let me hug you..."
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Huang Zezhong opened his eyes suddenly and held down his rapidly beating heart. The indescribable suppressed pain in his heart took a long time to ease.
It turns out that Zhao Tianqin is really afraid of him. No wonder she is very angry when he is not serious. Maybe she is still afraid now...
It turns out he really made a mistake...
Looking out the window, the sky is gray, and the red and yellow morning glow hangs on the eastern horizon. The red and yellow light shines on the ground through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and it is indescribable to be peaceful and peaceful.
Zhao Tianqin always felt like this wherever he lived. She was his home, but could he beg her to forgive him?
I got up and washed up, then went downstairs and walked around in the back garden, then sat down on the swing bench, feeling confused.
After a while, the nanny came over to call him for breakfast. After breakfast, Huang Zezhong couldn't wait to call Zhao Tianqin, but he still couldn't get through. He occasionally said "Sorry, the user you called is not in the service area...".
"Can't get through..." Huang Zezhong took the Lin family's landline and dialed, but the result was still the same.
"Maybe Nannan should go play in a scenic spot without signal..." Lin Zhengyang explained that he did not think that his daughter was in any danger. The danger to her daughter would never endanger her chastity and life, unless she did not avoid it and gave up living.
No one can kill her.
"Where can I go to play early in the morning... Last night too..." Huang Zezhong couldn't help but frown.
"Some hotels or B&Bs in scenic spots have no or poor signal." Yang Luxi replied casually, looking at a fashion magazine and thinking about what her daughter would look like in it.
"But last night the housekeeper said that Tian Qin only carried a small backpack when she went out to play. What could she bring? Did she say when she would go home?" Huang Zezhong only felt a headache. His underage daughter went out to play without a bodyguard.
Aren't the couple worried that their underage daughter will be in danger?
Are the bodyguards there to protect him?
"Nanny may go back to Tianhe City, maybe play in the province, and buy clothes if you don't have them. How convenient." Lin Zhengyang didn't care. His daughter could go wherever she wanted. How could the mortal world threaten her with her rapidly growing cultivation?