black mandala

There was a pause, as if burning with all his might, the last of his own life.

Everyone was also infected by him, and everyone reached out to wipe the tears on their faces, crying softly, forming a whimper.

After a while, the crying in the room stopped hoarsely, Xiao Muyuan and Huo De immediately ran into the room, and settled He Qingwen who had fainted on the bed.

He still tightly hugged the thin piece of paper in his arms, pressing it tightly against his chest, never letting go.

That piece of paper was later locked in the safe by He Qingwen, and it became the most precious thing in his life.

In fact, Huo De knew the contents of his paper, because he watched Doug Lang write it with his own eyes.

He paused and said a few words, but exhausted all of Doug Lang's strength.

I am waiting for you to come back.

Yes, only one sentence.

I'll wait for you to come back——

******

Eight years later—

It was Christmas Eve again, and the manor was preparing as usual. Against the thin snowflakes falling from the sky, the Christmas tree in front of the building was once again decorated with the colors of fairy tales.

Xiao Muyuan stood in the living room, waiting for He Qingwen.

It has been eight years, time flies, time is long and short, many things have undergone development and changes, and there are many differences from the past.

Now the owner of Conton Manor is no longer Doug Lang, and this place is no longer that man's cage, but his home.

The owner has changed, but the place is still the same.

Xiao Muyuan clearly remembered that on the second day after He Qingwen passed out from crying, the bad news that Doug Lang was critically ill came again from the hospital.

Everyone hurried to the hospital, and He Qingwen rushed into the emergency room without stopping.

At that time, Dougron's breathing and heartbeat had basically stopped, and his pulse was weak.

He Qingwen rushed in, holding Doug Lang's head like crazy, and shouted at him, "Doug Lang, come back, I won't let you die, did you hear that!"

Everyone thought that he was stimulated and mentally disturbed. Doctors and nurses came to stop him one after another, and dragged him away from Douglang again and again, but each time, he struggled desperately to break away and run back.

For the last time, he knelt in front of Douglang's bed, cried and said to him, "Douglang, let me tell you, I have already signed that document, and we have no relationship anymore. From now on, I am free, I can go anywhere, be with anyone, you no longer have the right to interfere with me, restrain me. Do you still want to imprison me? Do you still want to lock me up with chains? I tell you, you Dreaming! You dreaming!" he yelled, grabbing the railing beside the bed and shaking it vigorously.

When everyone came forward to drag him away again, he suddenly became quiet. He took Dougron's hand with one hand, and took out a ring from his pocket with the other hand.

He held up the sapphire gold ring, and his voice became extremely gentle, "Douglang, you can't go, our ceremony is only halfway through, have you forgotten? I know, you have been waiting, I'm sorry, Dougron, I'm sorry for making you wait so long! I promise you, Dougron, I'll finish it today, okay?" He held up the ring, tears dripping down his cheeks. On the back of Grand's hand, he gently held Douglang's hand, and recited the oaths that Dougran had uttered, "Douglang, from now on, no matter the environment is good or bad, Whether rich or poor, whether in health or disease, I, He Qingwen, will love you, respect you, and cherish you until death do us part. I swear to God and assure him that my love for you——sacred oath!"

He laughed through tears, and put the ring on his ring finger.

"Dougron, we—were married!"

Then, a miracle happened, Doug Lang's heart beat again, and all the medical staff embraced him and re-invested in the rescue.

In the end, Dougron survived, and no one can forget the scene of that day.

Eight years later, in Conton Manor, in the bedroom on the third floor of the main house——

He Qingwen stood by the bed, holding a small box that had just been picked from a tree in his hand, and he lifted the box in front of the person lying on the bed.

"Here, this year's Christmas present!"

The person on the bed didn't respond, and the brain waves on the device didn't move at all.

He Qingwen helplessly put the small box aside, sighed and said, "Okay, you greedy bastard."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and gently kissed the corner of the man's mouth.

The EEG on the side of the bed reacted immediately, jumping a few times like waves, representing the joy of the person lying on the bed at the moment.

He Qingwen glanced at the instrument from the corner of his eye, then raised his head, moved his mouth away from the man's lips, and smiled, then he helped Doug Lang turn over, and lightly patted his back for him, just as he said before. Grand did the same for him, from top to bottom, doing a full-body massage.

Although he is very busy now, he has to review and sign a large number of documents every day, and he is often busy until midnight, but he will always spare some time to do this. He believes that Doug Lang can feel it.

"Let me tell you something, Morange's aunt is going to take him with her now and start teaching him about business, but I think he is too young, and the little guy has always liked to fight against his aunt, I I was really worried that he would bring trouble to Mansi, so I didn't agree."

There were some changes in the brain waves, which were a little different from the previous ones. He Qingwen glanced back and immediately understood what he meant.

"I understand what you mean, I admit that I am very spoiled with children, but you have to know that Mansi is very busy now, Jonathan basically doesn't care about the family affairs now, she is taking care of it alone, and Italy is with her After signing a ten-year contract, she doesn't have that time!"

The child He Qingwen was talking about—Molanqi, was exactly Doug Lang's son. That little guy inherited Doug Lang's appearance, with erect features and royal blue eyes. More than that, he was simply Doug Lang's son. A copy, more precisely, is more than less.

Even Serena can't do anything about him, he is a guy who gives everyone a headache.

Speaking of Serena, she planned to leave quietly after giving birth to the child and recovering from the knife wound. He Qingwen rushed to the airport after learning about it, and kept her in time.

He told her, "Children can't live without their mother, they need a complete family."

Therefore, Serena stayed and lived with her child, Finney, in a separate small building in another part of the manor, not far from Yujuan.

Occasionally they would get together to chat, and Yu Juan taught her a lot of Chinese. Now, the two of them often intersperse a few Chinese words in the middle of a long conversation, and sometimes the servants don't know why they Laugh while chatting.

In short, now that everything has been settled and life is on the right track, they are such a special combination of families. No matter what outsiders say or think of them, they still live in peace and comfort.

After He Qingwen finished talking to Doug Lang about their youngest son, he wanted to tell him about their eldest son.

Their eldest son—that is, He Qingwen's son, He Yunting.

The name was given by Xiao Muyuan, and Doug Lang was unhappy about it for a while.

"Eddie will have another operation next month. I hope this is the last time. Henry also said that there is no major problem. He will be like all normal children in the future and will not have any sequelae." He Qingwen said, putting Doug Lang The whole person turned around again, looked back at his face, frowned, and then smiled again, "And you—"

Henry Dougrand has gotten better recently, and his brain waves show that he is conscious for a longer period of time, that is to say, he is awake most of the time, he can hear, feel, be conscious, and think. Just can't move, can't open eyes, can't speak.

This was already another miracle among the countless miracles that happened to Doug Lang. They believed that Doug Lang would wake up sooner or later, and they were all waiting for that day to come.

At this time, Hodder walked to the door and knocked on the door twice.

"Master Diven, Mr. Xiao is here."

"Really, let him wait for me in the living room, and I will come right away."

"Ok!"

He Qingwen tucked in the quilt for Doug Lang and was about to leave, but at the same time, the brain wave graph jumped several times in a row.

"Hey, don't be so narrow-minded. I only meet him once or twice a year, and we don't even have a phone call. And we are just partners now, not what you think."

He Qingwen stood by the bed, explained carefully, and Doug Lang calmed down.

"Okay, I'll be back in a while, be obedient!" Before leaving, He Qingwen did not forget to leave a kiss on his forehead, and then patted his shoulder before leaving.

He Qingwen and Xiao Muyuan met in the living room, and they greeted each other warmly.

"How is it? How long do you plan to stay in the United States this time?" He Qingwen invited Xiao Muyuan to the sofa and asked enthusiastically.

Xiao Muyuan sighed helplessly, "Soon, I am here mainly because of the Wilson family's private affairs, and I will return to China as soon as I finish. I just want to come and see you before I leave."

He Qingwen nodded with a smile, and then asked again, "A private matter of the Wilson family? I haven't heard Manci mention it."

Xiao Muyuan laughed and said, "The queen of your family is too busy, and it took a long time for Jack and the others to get together. Thanks to Jack's stubbornness, he has been waiting for her wholeheartedly for so many years, otherwise I would be a godfather." How many times have you been?"

After speaking, the two smiled at each other.

Yes, Mansi is very busy. The reason why she is so busy is because she has a very special status now, and no one would have thought that she would actually sit in this position today.

She is the current head of the Wo* family - the fourth generation of the Wo* family.

After Doug Lang fell, the battle for the head of the family immediately started within the family.

That's right, he has a legal heir, but who would be content to obey a baby who is still in its infancy, so the various departments began to move around, and undercurrent disputes continued.

This is the last thing Jonathan wants to see. Even before Dougron passed the critical period, the family has already started to be a little chaotic. He has been working hard to suppress the protests of the various departments of the family, and has been insisting on maintaining the family. He knew in his heart that this hard support was only a matter of time, and it would be a matter of time before it disintegrated, and this day would not be too far away.

Just when he was contemplating hard and was helpless, Mansi came.

They chatted all night, and finally agreed on a time of three months.

In the past three months, Mansi has rapidly grown her own strength, while Jonathan helped her stabilize the turbulent situation in the family.

Then, the day before the three-month deadline, Mansi rushed back from Italy, kicking open the door of the family meeting room, followed by people from the southern United States and Italy and several other countries. Representatives of the gangs and business partners who came along and decided to support her.

The situation immediately became one-sided, and without any suspense, Mansi became the first female head of the Wo* family since the beginning of the War* family under the unanimous recommendation of Jonathan and many others.

After that, Jonathan gradually faded out, and he often stopped attending family meetings. During those three months, he almost exhausted all his mental and physical energy, exhausted, and his hair was all white.

At this moment, I remembered that what happened during that time was really the biggest disturbance since the beginning of Wo*'s family.

He Qingwen cleared his throat on purpose, and said to Xiao Muyuan, "When it comes to stubbornness, it seems that some people don't know much about it. Why don't you talk about yourself? Why, are you still alone?"

After hearing this, Xiao Muyuan touched the bridge of his nose with his fingers in embarrassment, "That—you know, your Green Dream merged with my resort, and it was only completed last year. Hongtian has also developed rapidly in the past few years. Flying around in the sky took up more than half a year, if you want to have a safe and stable relationship, you have to wait until I have time to land, right?"

He Qingwen laughed and waved his hands, "Okay, okay, put away your nonsense, and pay more attention to the people around you when you have time!"

"People around me?" Xiao Muyuan was taken aback.

"That - Li Dongxu, seems to have been by your side for many years." He Qingwen picked up the coffee cup and looked at Xiao Muyuan with meaning in his eyes.

"Dong Xu?" Hearing this, Xiao Muyuan was even more taken aback, and after a while, he burst into laughter.

"What's wrong?" He Qingwen looked at him in surprise.

Xiao Muyuan didn't speak for a while, while smiling strangely, he took out an envelope from his bosom, and put it in front of He Qingwen.

"what is this?"

Xiao Muyuan made a gesture and asked He Qingwen to watch it by himself.

He Qingwen leaned forward to take the envelope in his hand, opened it, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"This is? Uh! Li Dongxu is getting married?"

Xiao Muyuan nodded with a low smile, "Yes! I was thinking about whether to give you this invitation, but it seems that if I don't show it, someone will mess up the couple."

He Qingwen also laughed, "What's going on?"

"That's right." Xiao Muyuan spread his hands and made a helpless gesture, "Dongxu's girlfriend rushed into my office some time ago and accused me of inhumanely oppressing their Dongxu for many years. , causing them to be in love for ten years, but they had no time to prepare for their wedding, and then I, the slave owner, finally realized that I had not given Dongxu a vacation for many years, so, under his girlfriend's bargaining, I was The special assistant was abandoned for three months."

After speaking, the two laughed again.

"Don't talk about me, you have to pay attention to yourself. You have to take care of him after running around all day. After a long time, your body will not be able to bear it."

He Qingwen sighed, and gave Xiao Muyuan a helpless look.

He didn't want to be so tired, and he also wanted to set aside more time to take care of and accompany Doug Lang, but he didn't realize that the stall that Doug Lang left for him would be so big. ?

☆, ending

?On the third day after Doug Lang returned home from the hospital, Weir brought a group of people to wait in the lobby, and Weir said that they were all from the heads of different regions and industries under Doug Lang's personal name.

Those who came on the first day were from the Southeast Asian region. They were mainly responsible for more than [-] chain shopping malls, as well as the shipping industry and logistics industry, as well as a small number of assembly-line manufacturing factories.

The one who came the next day was from Western Europe and was mainly in charge of mining and several scientific research projects.

Immediately afterwards, the third day was the Australian region, and the fourth day——

For a week in a row, He Qingwen was meeting with the heads of different regions, and then for the next three consecutive days, He Qingwen was doing the signing and handover of these industries.

At first, he didn't understand what was going on, but just when he didn't understand, Weir took out a document, which should be a huge asset transfer document to be exact.

Weir told him that this has nothing to do with whether he and Dougron have inheritance rights. It was prepared by Douglang long ago. Under such circumstances, except for the family equity, all assets under his personal name will be transferred to He Qingwen and become the direct beneficiary of all his assets.

These assets, in addition to commercial industries, agriculture, mining, shipbuilding, research centers, public welfare funds and charitable organizations in various regions, plus this manor and several villas, will all belong to He Qingwen from now on.

The total assets are about 300 billion yuan.

"The president said that he can only give you so much. He is very sorry. The family equity will only cause you trouble, so he can't leave it to you."

When He Qingwen heard this astronomical figure and Weier's words, his mind went blank for a moment.

He Qingwen never knew that apart from the equity under the family name, Doug Lang had so much personal assets!

At the same time, he also understood that he had to sign the transfer letter, because he remembered what the two of them had said at the time.

Jonathan said, child, from now on, no one will protect you anymore.

Mansi said, this time, I will protect my brother.

That's right, in the face of such a powerful family and so many enemies who don't know where they are hiding, Douglang's current situation is like a crab that has shed its shell. In order to protect He Qingwen, he handed over everything he has, But what about himself!

Who will protect him!

He Qingwen held the pen that Weier handed over in his hand, and under Weier's gaze, he was stunned for a long while before he stabilized his hand and signed his name on the document.

But obviously, he doesn't have Douglang's ability. There are many industries and the span is too big. In the past two years, he was almost studying. In some industries, he even only learned the beginning. It wasn't clear how much Doug Lang had left for him after all these years.

Fortunately, he wasn't too stupid, and he persisted.

The two were chatting in the living room, and two hours passed before they knew it. Halfway through the chat, Huo De hurried in.

"Master Diven!"

"What's the matter, Howard?"

Huo De first sighed, then replied with a look of embarrassment, "It's Master Morange."

"What happened to him?" He Qingwen's expression froze suddenly, and he felt that this son had caused him some trouble again.

Hodder then replied, "Master Morange took Master Eddie out. We persuaded him, but we didn't stop him."

He Qingwen slammed the coffee down on the table, "Where did he take his brother? Doesn't he know that Eidde's illness is just recovering?"

Holder paused, and swallowed the second half of the sentence, but He Qingwen saw it right away.

"What is that little bastard going to do with Eidde?"

"Go, go—"

"what?"

"horse riding!"

"What did you say?"

He Qingwen stood up abruptly, and even Xiao Muyuan became nervous, and quickly helped Huo De to comfort him.

"Qingwen, don't worry, maybe the two kids just want to go out and have fun, and they won't make a big deal out of it."

But before Xiao Muyuan finished speaking, He Qingwen ran out with a "whoosh".

"Huo De, get someone to prepare a car for me right away, right now! Molanqi, you little bastard, see how I will deal with you when I get back!"

Xiao Muyuan and Huo De looked at each other, and each sighed helplessly.

Hey - it's not easy being a dad!

Especially being the father of Douglang's son is even more difficult!

Hey--

******

Christmas Eve, come again.

It is said that the annual gathering of the Wo* family is regarded as a world-wide grand occasion, often attracting many outsiders to watch the ceremony.

And when the iconic family crest is illuminated by countless lights in the sky above the independent building, the entire night sky will be like the aurora australis and as bright as day.

A century-old foundation, a century of vicissitudes.

No one knows what kind of incalculable price is paid behind such brilliance.

Those who win walk on the red carpet and enjoy the glory, while those who lose become their foundation stones, and as time goes by, they are gradually forgotten.

However, no one will survive forever. In order to keep the family's brilliance long-lasting, they can only pass it on from generation to generation.

From generation to generation, life goes on and on.

Mansi walked into the gate, under the light, her red dress was like fire, and her high coiled blond hair showed her nobility and inviolability.

She is still so beautiful, so proud, and so passionate, like a rose among thorns, blooming gorgeously amidst thorns.

Different from previous years, this year Jack did not stand beside Mancy, but walked behind her willingly, while on both sides of her, he held a child in each hand and walked slowly.

Because they were too much attention, people cast their eyes on them one after another.

The boy on the left of Mansi is dressed in red, with blond hair, blue eyes, and looks like a person, so that everyone can find the shadow of that person in his face, only eight years old, But there is an indescribable arrogance and awe-inspiring atmosphere.And the one on the right has black hair and black eyes, and a snow-white body. Except for a slight three-dimensional appearance of a Westerner between the brows, what is exuded from her body is more of the characteristics that an Easterner should have.

A few of them walked into the hall along the red carpet, and the waiter stood by the door, announcing their respective identities.

"Fourth Waugh, Miss Manciwer, to--"

"Master Morange Wall* and Master Eddie, to—"

"My honored guest, Mr. Jack Wilson, to—"

As the announcement came to an abrupt end, they walked into the bright lobby.

Everyone looked at them unanimously and saluted with their eyes.

"Uncle Jonathan, I'm sorry we're late!"

Jonathan, with his silver hair on his head, smiled slightly, "It's okay!"

His eyes looked at the two children beside Mansi, and the uncontrollable smile became more and more obvious.

"Grandpa Jonathan, please forgive me, you know, women can be troublesome sometimes."

"Hello!" Mancy's voice immediately raised, and immediately, she realized that everyone's eyes were drifting to this side, so she had to lower her voice, "I tell you, Molanqi, you'd better give Be honest, do you hear me?"

Morange snorted, dismissive of her.

"You—" Mansi raised his eyes, but he had nothing to do with him, he could only clenched the small fan in his hand, and bit his silver teeth.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Jonathan couldn't help laughing again.

The other child next to Mansi stood up unhurriedly at this moment, "Okay, Molanqi, stop bullying auntie."

And that Molanqi was surprisingly obedient, walked to the child's side, turned his eyes to the sky, and looked to the other side, ignoring Manxi.

At this moment, Jonathan laughed again, "Eddie, long time no see!" He looked at the child's face, which reminded him of another person.

"Long time no see, Grandpa Jonathan, are your legs better?" Eddie greeted Jonathan politely.

Jonathan was taken aback. It happened some time ago. I didn't expect this child to remember it and be so caring!

He nodded again and again, "Okay, okay, thank you, thank you Eddie!"

Then, Jonathan greeted Jack again. They were old acquaintances, and they chatted without any hesitation.

Chatting and chatting, time is approaching.

The fireworks exploded in the air and scattered into brilliant fireworks all over the sky.

Everyone stood under the stage, looking forward to it, as the family's opening ceremony.

But this year, Mansi was not in a hurry to go on stage, but gently pushed Molanqi beside him in the audience.

"Boy, do you know what to say later?"

Molanqi still had a haughty look on his face, and raised his immature face, "Of course, Diven has already taught me, so you don't need to worry about it."

"You brat!" Mansi resisted the urge to kick him again.

Molanqi stuck out his tongue at her, and before going on stage, he still didn't forget to tease his aunt, and finally poured another bucket of oil on the anger he wanted to ignite.

"I'm helping you, aunt. You and Uncle Jack are already quite old. If you delay for a few more years, you will not be able to have children."

Mansi finally tore the small fan to pieces, Jack came to stop it in time, and carried her to the balcony before she destroyed the lobby.

This is the end of a small episode.

On the stage, a small red figure stood there. He looked at everyone in the audience with the same royal blue eyes as his father.

Under the stage, the child in white clothes was watching the stage quietly, and the eyes of the two children met for an instant.

It was silent encouragement, silent support, silent expectation——

Molanqi waved his hand, and the audience was suddenly quiet, and a childish voice came from the empty hall.

"For the harmony and well-being of my people! For the supreme glory of my people! For the eternal glory of my Wo* family!"

"Wo* family, the glory will last forever!"

The salute was fired, and above the auditorium of Wo*'s house, there was a ray of light——

******

The fireworks were gorgeous, and in a blink of an eye they turned into fluttering snowflakes.

He Qingwen stood in front of the window wearing a snow-white warm robe, looking at the silver world under the flickering lights.

"Dougron, it's snowing!"

He Qingwen glanced at the scenery outside the window, turned around from the window, squatted halfway beside the bed, and stroked the man's face with his hands.

Another year has passed in a hurry.

The person on the bed, with a peaceful face, fell asleep quietly, without the wildness and arrogance when he woke up.

Eight years later, his complexion is still rosy, without the slightest paleness of a sick person. Obviously, he has been taken care of very well.

But in eight years, the years have left traces of its disappearance on everyone's face to prove that it did exist.

This reminded He Qingwen of something Doug Lang once said to him. He said that meeting him would not be in vain for Doug Lang's hard life of waiting.

How did he come back then?

He said, nonsense, what a lifetime, they have only been together for four years!

Now, he has also reached the age when Doug Lang first met him. The vicissitudes of these years have made He Qingwen realize that losing, possessing, losing again, possessing again, life is like a wave, ups and downs, ups and downs Volt.

Only at this moment did he understand that what Doug Lang said about a lifetime did not refer to the length of his life, but how much life he had burned for the victory he had paid too much for.

He finally realized the meaning of this sentence.

"I didn't hold back Mansi, she took all the children away this year, and now we are the only ones left at home, won't it be too deserted?" He smiled slightly, and then said, "But the children are all When I grow up, I have to respect their own wishes, right?"

The EEG beeped twice as his answer.

He held Douglang's hand, and the two sapphire rings shone brightly under the reflection of the light.

Eight years is a long time, and busy work takes up most of his daily time, which makes him temporarily forget the fact that this person has been asleep for a long time. Lying in bed, after that glance, he left in a hurry.

But there will always be a time when he is busy with work. Whenever he returns to the bedroom after a day's work and looks at this person, the sense of emptiness will suddenly hit his heart.

So, over the years he has formed a habit.

Talk to Doug Lang who is asleep, feel every meaning shown by his EEG fluctuations, and then hold his hand most of the time, sit beside him, and fall into a long, long time ago In memory.

He remembered that when Xiao Muyuan confronted Doug Lang, Xiao Muyuan once asked Doug Lang why he chose him in the first place, but Doug Lang didn't answer at that time.

He didn't know what was going on in Dougron's mind at that moment, he only remembered that at that time he saw Dougron lowering his head quietly, looking at the table, with a faint smile on his mouth.

What was he thinking?

Every time He Qingwen recalled this place, the scene when they first met that year would appear in his mind.

He originally planned to be only a waiter in the restaurant, but Reina who played the piano did not come to work that day due to special circumstances, so the manager of the restaurant sent someone outside to find someone who could replace Reina, but Renay's level is really good. It was hard to find, and the manager was not particularly satisfied even if he found one.

When the manager was in a hurry, he stood up and said to the manager, "Excuse me, can I have a try?"

The manager glanced at him at the time, and obviously doubted this little waiter who had just arrived and was a little unfamiliar, but there seemed to be nothing he could do, so he nodded and pointed to the piano, "Go and try."

He Qingwen walked to the piano, took a deep breath, and sat down calmly.

He raised his hand and put his fingers on the black and white keys.

The gentle music started, followed by a strong rhythm. He was playing The Color Or The Night.

He thought he only needed to play a short section, but the manager didn't stop, so he could only continue playing until the end of the song.He just raised his head and saw the manager who was listening intoxicated.

After a long while, the manager slammed the table, "It's you, double salary tonight."

"Thank you! Thank you! Manager!" After hearing that, his eyes lit up and he was ecstatic.

That night he played a piece of pop music Going Home by Sophie Samani. Because of the brisk rhythm, no one has changed it into a piano piece, so he tried to adapt this song into a piano piece, which will make many people feel happy. Feel new.

This song is quite popular in the United States, and the reason why He Qingwen likes this song is because of the well-known story behind it: a man was sitting on a long-distance bus, silent all the way, and the tourists in the same car chatted with him, I just found out that he just came out of prison and wrote a letter to his wife before he was released. If she has another destination, he will bless her. If she still loves him, she is willing to let him go back, on the old oak tree at the entrance of the town. Tie a yellow ribbon, if you can't see the yellow ribbon, he will leave with the car and never bother her again.The car was approaching, and all the people in the car were staring at the window, and suddenly the whole car was boiling. They saw dozens of hundreds of yellow ribbons hanging on the old oak trees at the entrance of the town, like The banner of welcome flutters in the wind—

Since then, the yellow ribbon has become the symbol of "welcoming the imprisoned to be free" in the United States.

Maybe it was because of the meaning of the song, or maybe it was because of the novelty of the song, He Qingwen received a lot of attention that night, and the tips were poured into his pocket like water.

After a while, the manager called him aside, gave some careful instructions, and with hints in his words, he personally handed over a bottle of high-quality wine, handed it to He Qingwen, and asked him to take it to a VIP room.

Thus, there was the first contact between him and Doug Lang.

Up to now, he still remembers that when he walked into the private room and looked into the room, the man on the chairman seat opposite the door also turned his head to look at him, his royal blue eyes were shining brightly, like Those hidden eddies in the depths of the sea were deep and powerful, and with just one glance, he was overwhelmed by the aura of this man and was deeply attracted.

That night, he stood behind that person, how many times did he secretly look at him?

28 times.

He Qingwen clearly remembered that it was 28 times, and he had been counting silently in his heart.

"Wake up quickly, Dougron!"

He Qingwen sighed leisurely, and pressed his face into Doug Lang's palm.

On Christmas night, outside the house is a world of ice and snow, and inside the house, two people lie on the bed, forming their little paradise.

The moon is bright and clear, and the sky is full of stars.

God opened his half eye, peeking into every corner of the world.

He's laughing—

He is always making all kinds of jokes with everyone in the world.

He found it, he searched for it, then dropped a seed casually, sat aside and watched quietly, waiting——

Waiting for it to germinate, bloom and bear fruit.

No one would know that at the moment when they met in the dining room, there was a seed in a corner of the flower garden in the Conton Manor, which quietly pushed open the soft soil above and germinated——

Its name is Blackdatura - black mandala.text (end)

☆. Extra episode [-]: Morning at Conton Manor

?That happened one morning when Eddie was ten years old.

He Qingwen's yell was first heard from the whole building, followed by a bang, and he slammed the bedroom door open.

"Hodder, Hodder—"

"What happened? Dive