The routine of marriage first and love later is slightly sweet

Into dusk, the sun sets.

The warm light shone on Lin Xiaosen's purple skirt, which looked very pleasant.

I don't want to send her away personally.

Han Rui sent Lin Xiaosen to the driver's car, watching her disappear into the suburban ground from a distance.

Knowing his decision, overseas calls were called to his mobile phone immediately.

He took a deep breath and pressed the answer button.

The father's rambling voice came from the other end of the phone, there was blame for him, and of course more distress.

"Ruirui! What's the matter with you! Didn't you agree, bring it back to us if you like it? Didn't the plan go smoothly? Why did you suddenly turn back and let her go back?"

Han Rui heard the long-lost voice of his parents and sighed, "But Dad, she doesn't seem to like me."

Hearing his son's frustrated voice, the parents on the other end of the phone couldn't help being anxious, "Why don't you tie him back directly. Love grows in love with each other for a long time, maybe she will like you after a long time!"

Father Han still advocates using force to solve problems, but sometimes the most useless thing is the fist in his hand.

He felt very guilty for doing such a thing.

One day Lin Xiaosen will know that he did that thing, then I'm afraid he may lose even this little opportunity to get along with him now.

"No, don't worry about it, I will take care of everything myself."

Han Rui's voice was very soft, and his weak breathing contained a little helplessness. He lowered his head and looked a little tired.

"Well, I really don't understand why you are so stubborn this time. With your conditions, what kind of woman do you want? Why waste time on a married woman..."

"Dad!" Unaccustomed to hearing his father slander Lin Xiaosen, Han Rui interrupted him.

"Okay, okay! I don't want to take care of your own affairs! How about love! When will you come back?"

"soon."

"Ok, I will wait for you."

Han Rui's driver was very gentlemanly and polite. He didn't say anything along the way and took Lin Xiaosen home.

Knowing that she was missing, the house was already in chaos, Bai Jinglan was worried all day long, deeply afraid that those things in the past would come back again.

It's just that he didn't come back for a while, the golden light was scattered on the fence surrounding the yard, Lin Xiaosen gently pushed it away, and there was a creaking sound from the wood rubbing against it.

Bai Jinglan hasn't slept well for the past few days, so she raised her spirits and wanted to hear about Lin Xiaosen as soon as she found her.

It was already the third day, and she finally fell asleep with her head supported while sitting in the yard.

Hearing the sound of the wooden door, he opened his eyes reflexively, and saw Lin Xiaosen's familiar face.

"Xiaomori..." Bai Jinglan's voice was a little hoarse, she wanted to stand up but her leg was sprained on the ground for too long, it was so numb that she couldn't stand upright.

Seeing how she almost fell, Lin Xiaosen ran over to help her in panic, and Bai Jinglan felt the familiar temperature of her daughter's palm, so she knew that she was not dreaming.

"Komori... you're back..."

Lin Xiaosen nodded, not seeing each other for a few days, Bai Jinglan seemed to have aged a lot, and tears began to roll in her eyes.

There was a thin callus on Bai Jinglan's palm, and when she touched Lin Xiaosen's face, she felt a heavy feeling.

Suddenly, she slapped Lin Xiaosen's arm lightly and forcefully, and her face became serious, "Damn girl! Where have you been these few days! Why did you make your family worry so much! Don't know if I call back! Do you know how scared I am!"

The face covered with fine lines was covered with water marks in an instant, every word and every word hoarsely fell into Lin Xiaosen's heart.

She stretched out her hand to hug this no longer young body into her arms, and gently patted her back to comfort her restless heart.

"I'm sorry mom, I'm sorry, it's my fault, I will never do this next time, I'm sorry."

Hearing the commotion in the yard, everyone in the house also ran out one after another.

When Mama Zhang saw Lin Xiaosen, the tense expression on her face instantly relaxed, and she silently watched the tender scene from the sidelines.

There was an imperceptible smile on Jing Er's face, more of a self-blame for not protecting important people well.

Lin Yiyi called out "Mom" in a crisp voice, then broke away from Jing Er's grip and went over to Lin Xiaosen and Bai Jinglan to hug each other.

Bai Jinglan freed one hand to hug her daughter, looked around with teary eyes, but did not see the shadow of that person.

"Mr. Jun is hospitalized."

Mama Zhang saw Lin Xiaosen's mood and responded.

"Hospitalized?"

Lin Xiaosen's tears stopped, and there was surprise and worry on his face.

Bai Jinglan let go of her and sighed deeply, "Yes! He hasn't been doing well in the past few days since you left. Both companies are putting pressure on him, and the news doesn't know what to say about him anymore. It looks like, especially his small company, the business has just picked up, and now all the customers call to return the order.

And he has to take care of looking for you.In the past few days at the company, I didn't sleep or eat, and finally fell ill.He probably doesn't know the news that you have come back, so go and see him. "

After going through so much, Bai Jinglan has trusted her former son-in-law enough to stop letting her see things with her eyes.

Unexpectedly, in just a few days, he was under so much pressure.

Lin Xiaosen raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, and patted Bai Jinglan's shoulder.

"Okay. I'll go right now."

Before she had time to enter the house, Lin Xiaosen hurriedly drove to the hospital. On the way, she called George.

Hearing her voice, George immediately jumped up from his office chair happily.

"Miss Komori! You're back!"

There was no time to communicate with each other, Lin Xiaosen calmly gave him orders.

"George, now, immediately, take out the bottom blue folder from the drawer on the right side of my desk, and bring it to the hospital."

George was at a loss and hadn't figured out what was going on. Hearing her eager tone, he could only answer mechanically: "Okay, I see."

As soon as the voice fell, there was only a beep on the other end of the phone.

He hurried to the hospital and asked Jun Mofan's ward number at the front desk, Lin Xiaosen trotted upstairs.

When she arrived at the door, through the small glass window on the door of the ward, she saw Jun Mofan lying quietly on the hospital bed.

He was accompanied by Zhou Ziyue, and there were three medicine bottles hanging on the drip shelf. The cold liquid was poured into his shriveled blood vessels little by little. The sunlight made his face even paler, almost the same color as the fluttering window lattice.

Every detail was like an invisible needle, piercing Lin Xiaosen's heart, consuming her mental strength together with her difficult breathing.

Holding the handle and turning it gently, Lin Xiaosen bent his body slightly, slowing down every movement, trying not to disturb him.

Zhou Ziyue, who was typing on the keyboard, turned his head, stood up the moment he saw her again, and widened his eyes.

"Forest……"

As soon as he uttered a word, Lin Xiaosen made a silent movement, pointed at Jun Mofan, and motioned him to keep quiet so as not to wake him up.