Ginger Flower

After speaking, Jiang Hua's usual indifference toward other people finally dissipated, and her eyes were red but she didn't cry.

For Zhen Lian, Jiang Hua went from being blindly xenophobic at the beginning to respecting him after a deep understanding.

Zhen Lian has a family. Although his wife passed away a long time ago, Zhen Chuan formed the core of the family.Jiang Hua always felt that she was out of place, and later she simply moved out to live in the dormitory. Unexpectedly, Zhen Chuan moved out with her and lived with her in a grandiose manner.

On the one hand, Jiang Hua was delighted to have someone to accompany her, but on the other hand, she secretly worried whether it was her own fault that caused Zhen Chuan to leave.

A home is a precious thing.

Jiang Hua wanted it but didn't dare to. Zhen Lian's repeated persuasion still didn't make Jiang Hua let go of his guard, so he could only let him go in the end.

But now, the issue of sexual orientation has become the main conflict between Zhen Lian and Jiang Hua.

Zhen Lian frowned and looked at Jiang Hua, wanting to touch his hair and comfort him.

But still restrained.

Compared with Zhen Chuan's lively and slutty appearance, Jiang Hua's cold and silent personality is more like Zhen Lian. If you don't deliberately mention it, anyone will think that Jiang Hua is Zhen Lian's biological son.

Zhen Lian is introverted by nature and unwilling to push too much, so that Jiang Hua always thinks that he is not a family member, but Zhen Lian doesn't know it.

The gap between the two is also growing.

Zhen Lian stood up, sighed, and when Jiang Hua was puzzled, he patted him on the shoulder bravely, and said, "No matter what, don't let yourself be wronged, there are still people at home who will worry."

After speaking, he walked towards the house on his own, with his back bent and his head slightly lowered, as if he was ten years older.

Jiang Hua's eyes widened, and the tears that had been hidden all along flowed down her cheeks.

At home...someone will be worried.

Home.

Jiang Hua took a few steps forward and said with a trembling voice, "Thank you, Dad."

Zhen Lian paused, his shoulders shook a few times, he turned his head to look at Jiang Hua in disbelief and said, "What did you call me?"

Jiang Hua wiped her face, hugged Zhen Lian, and said, "Dad..."

Zhen Lian thought of a long time ago, when he first met Jiang Hua, that boy came back from the yard with a flashlight, and when he saw himself, he was full of hostility like a little hedgehog.

It is obviously the weak side, but there is an aura that is not weak.

But now, the hands holding her were trembling, just like Jiang Hua's father when he stayed by his bed day and night when he had a fever.

He finally revealed his naive and timid, even cowardly side.

Zhen Lian was afraid of disturbing Jiang Hua's mood, so he patted him on the back lightly.

Jiang Hua's suppressed crying was infinitely amplified in Zhen Lian's ears. No one knew better than him how much this child had endured.

What he wants is very simple, just a home.