his little candy

Song's mother has become a proficient mahjong expert. She has superb tactics and grasps the overall situation. She can always estimate the winning cards in the opponent's hand. She has almost never lost. This house was like a refrigerator when I first bought it. Song's mother won both TV and poker.

Although Song Guo doesn't play mahjong, she was hugged and watched by Song's mother at the mahjong table since she was a child, and she knows mahjong clearly.

Song Guo watched Mother Song playing mahjong for a while, and felt uneasy, so she just sat on the sofa and fell asleep.

midnight.

Song Guo fell asleep on the sofa.

do not understand

you're still saying you shouldn't

I in the end

How long will it take you to come back

The bell rings.

Song Guo opened his eyes suddenly, the phone was vibrating, and the "A Che" on the caller ID made Song Guo tremble.

Holding it in his hand all night, the phone case was wet, Song Guo stood up quickly and ran towards the bedroom.

"Whose phone number?" Song's mother on the mahjong table suddenly asked.

"It's Su Ruan." Song Guo replied, closed the door, quickly answered, and said in a low voice, "Ache."

"Baby, you haven't slept yet." Han Che's voice was a little sleepy and hoarse, as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Song Guo heard Han Che's warm and indifferent tone, and the indignation and grievance welled up in her heart, stuck in her throat.

Emotions were pounding in his brain, and his voice was stuck in his throat, or choked up.

Song Guo coughed lightly, calmed down a few times, and then said softly: "Ache, when did you leave today?"

Song Guo's voice was full of grievances, but also somewhat restrained. Han Che just got off the plane, opened his eyes, his consciousness was still a little empty, and he didn't hear the strangeness, and said in a lazy tone: "Well, at noon, Han Qing I called and sent someone to pick me up, and I left. However, they probably cleaned up the room for me. Uh-huh, little daughter-in-law, you are the only one guarding the house. "

Hearing the word "little daughter-in-law", Song Guo's tears rolled down quickly, and she felt a little hypocritical. She was sad for a while just now, but when she heard Ah Che's voice, no matter how uncomfortable her emotions were, they disappeared in an instant.

Song Guo swallowed sourly, her voice was soft and trembling, Han Che could hear it now, the worried voice came from the phone.

"Baby, what's the matter? What happened?"

Perhaps because of the atmosphere, Song Guo's brain became hot, so he uttered the accusation that was simmering in his mind.

"Ah Che, you didn't tell me when you left, I thought..."

"I thought you didn't want me anymore."

The last sentence, the voice gradually dissipated.

Han Che's throat was slightly choked, and he was suddenly touched by the sudden attachment of the little daughter-in-law. Suddenly, the pitiful appearance of the little daughter-in-law in candy pajamas, tightly nestled in his arms appeared in his mind.

The private plane landed in a dimly lit landscape manor. Han Che stood at the cabin door and looked up at the twilight-stained villa in front of him, and then at the dark city in the distance. .

Han Che, who has always walked through every city alone, is like a small planet wandering alone. Now, another small planet will be sad because of his departure.

He didn't expect that his accidental departure would have such a great impact on his little daughter-in-law.

Han Che has never been in the habit of reporting his whereabouts to anyone, and even Han Qing occasionally calls to ask a few words. This feeling of being cared about all the time makes Han Che's heart swell softly.

Now, it's different.

He has a young daughter-in-law.

The night was as cool as water, under the dim light of Shanshui Manor, Han Che's starry eyes were shining, and his voice was incredibly gentle.

"I'm sorry, baby, I must tell you where I go next time."

"Don't be sad."

"My eyes must be swollen from crying."

Han Che's heart ached terribly. Just now, he thought that the little daughter-in-law's voice was uncomfortable, but she didn't expect that she had cried. Why is the little daughter-in-law so painful.

Song Guo originally restrained herself from crying, but she didn't know if it was because she was with Ah Che and became emotional. Any word of Ah Che could touch his tears.

His grievances, his uneasiness, his sorrow and joy, and his worries about gains and losses are all related to one person.

Song Guo threw her head on the soft bed in embarrassment, letting the pleasant smell from the quilt rush into her nostrils, as if there was still the smell left by Ah Che last night.

He wiped his eyes and hummed stubbornly, "I didn't cry."

After a certain duplicity finished speaking, she exhorted softly, "Ache, I miss you, come back early."

The aggrieved voice was lingering to the extreme.

The boy's pleasant chuckle came from the phone.

Song Guo's face suddenly turned red, and after hanging up the phone, she covered her face shyly and tucked herself into the quilt, as if someone's nice voice was still echoing in her ears.