Ten Miles of Spring Breeze Is Not as Good as You [Network Matching]

Shinan Xiaozha: Maybe if you are obsessed, you are not tainted with life and death, and you are not worthy of being an alluring love.

Everyone in the world likes to read the story of the prodigal son turning back, as if once turning back, all the past can be erased.But how can there be so many prodigal sons in the world?If he turns back, he is no longer a prodigal son.The world has forgotten that there is another kind of person who regards love as a belief, the only one in this life, and will never be burdened.

Lin Qinghe remembered that long, long ago, he was hugged by Tang Huaixu and sat on a swing covered with vines. Tang Huaixu's voice was as gentle as the cool dew on a summer evening, teaching him to read the song of holding on to the son. hands, grow old together.Teach him to read that the reeds are green and the white dew is frost.The poetic and picturesque sentiments from a few years ago floated out from his lips, making people yearn for it.

Three hundred poems, thinking innocent.Maybe it was the seed that was planted at that time.

Tang Huaixu also told him that there is only one person in this world, and he will be your water in the sea, Wushan Xingyun.You grew up in different families, you will meet different people and experience different lives, but one day you will meet in the vast sea of ​​people. You don’t know why, but you always know that there is always someone People will make you live up to lovesickness, don't think about it, and never forget it.It is as natural and inseparable as engraved into life.

Tang Huaixu also said that the best love is not vigorous, nor is it a promise of eternal love.Instead, they love each other and never tire of seeing each other.I am so forgetful when I get old, but I never forget lovesickness.You are willing to see each other as an inseparable part of your life, no matter what happens.You are willing to regard him as a reliance, and you are also willing to be his reliance, supporting each other, accompanying each other, and going through the ups and downs of a lifetime.

He also said that the best way to make a person mature is to let him have love, let him have someone he wants to protect.He has always believed that it is a good thing for a man to marry early, the responsibility to his lover and the family, this is the best way to make a man mature.The essence of marriage is often to show all the advantages and disadvantages of two people that are unknown to each other.That's why some people say that marriage is a mirror that illuminates demons, no matter what ghosts and snakes you are, they will obediently show their true colors.If you still love each other deeply after seeing all the appearances of each other, it is considered rare love.

Because once you enter the palace of marriage, love is no longer pure love.It will always be mixed with many things, and people cannot control it.Maybe at that time, in addition to loving your lover, you also need to allocate energy to your children, family members, and other trivial matters in daily life.Love has gone through so many allocations and running-in, and it is no longer pure.

Lin Qinghe can still remember that the sparse stars in the sky that night were imprinted in Tang Huaixu's eyes, surprisingly clear.

He lay in his father's warm embrace, put his arms around his father's neck, and asked half understanding: "Dad, do you also have the water in your heart, Wushan Xingyun?"

Tang Huaixu was stunned for a moment, and the starlight in his eyes dimmed accordingly.It took him a while before he nodded and replied, "Yes."

As a result, as soon as he finished listening, he immediately jumped out of his father's arms angrily, looking extremely wronged.The small mouth was pouted, and the eyes were wide open looking at the father, who was about to be full of water vapor.It's too much, Dad actually likes someone else.Shouldn't he be the only one who likes him?It's not fair that he only likes his father.

Tang Huaixu was still immersed in sadness at first, but he didn't expect his simple sentence to make it like this.Being made such a fuss by him, I really can't laugh or cry: "What's the matter, baby..."

He was so wronged that he couldn't control his tears, one rolled and the other fell as if he didn't want money: "I don't want my father to like others, I want my father to like me..." At the end, he was so sad that he couldn't speak , the twitching looks pitiful and cute.

Tang Huaixu didn't expect him to react like this, so he was a little stunned, then waved to him and smiled: "Okay, daddy doesn't like others, daddy only likes you..."

"Really...really?" He raised his hand to wipe the tears on his face indiscriminately, sniffed, and raised his legs towards his father, who was hugged by the oncoming father. "Does Dad really only like me alone?" What about the water in the ocean that day, and Wushan Xingyun?

"Little vinegar jar." Tang Huaixu pinched his little nose, and gently wiped away the tears on his face with his fingers, "Isn't it enough for me to have one of you? How can I bear it if I need more?" I learned to be jealous at a young age, but will I still have it when I grow up?It's also fortunate that he didn't plan to get married, otherwise the family would not be in trouble all day long.

Only then did he laugh through his tears, hugged his father and kissed him fiercely: "I only like dad!" It's not enough for him to finish the kiss, but he must twist his father to kiss him too.

Tang Huaixu had no choice but to kiss him on the cheek: "Is this okay?"

He shook his head solemnly, "No way!"

Tang Huaixu wondered, "Why?"

He pointed to his mouth: "I want to kiss here." When he went to the wedding with his father, he saw that all the uncles and aunts kissed like this, so he had to kiss.

Tang Huaixu had no choice but to pick up the child and kiss him on the small mouth: "Is this okay?"

He laughed so much that he nestled into his father's arms, and nodded suddenly: "Yeah!" It was such a blessing to be kissed by his father.

Thinking about it suddenly now, I really can't laugh or cry.He could still remember such a long time ago, and what's even more amazing is that he had already learned to be jealous at that time.

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After locking the door of the study, Lin Qinghe went straight to the hospital with a few books. As for the notebook, it still returned to its original place.

Everything that happened this afternoon seemed like a dream to him, and now he didn't even know if he was awake or dreaming.It should be said that since Tang Huaixu's accident, he has been living in a muddle.The only trace of clarity now is probably Tang Huaixu's smile in that old photo.

Tang Huaixu was still asleep, as usual.Lin Qinghe walked into the ward and said to Tang Zhiyan, "Brother, go down and have a rest first, I'm here."

Tang Zhiyan was a little tired at the moment, so he didn't argue with him too much, just nodded and said: "You should also pay attention, don't torture yourself too much."

Lin Qinghe smiled wearily, "How could that be?" He was facing Tang Huaixu, so how could he be tired?

After Tang Zhiyan left, Lin Qinghe moved a stool and sat on the edge of the bed, rubbed his hands against the edge of the bed, looked at Tang Huaixu's sharp face, and murmured, "Father... when will you wake up..."

"Dad, I went back to get you a collection of poems today, and accidentally saw your notebook. I hesitated for a long time, and finally I couldn't help taking it out to read it. Dad, how can you be so careful, how can you put such an important Left something on the desk? Are you implying something?"

"Dad, I saw an old photo of you. You were so good-looking then, but you are also very good-looking now. I like them very much. Dad, is the person in the photo the person you have loved all your life? I am actually really I regret it, why did I read that notebook. If I hadn’t read it, maybe I would never know it for the rest of my life. If you don’t wake up, you will never tell me for the rest of your life. Then I don’t have to feel so bad now .”

"Father, since you like him so much, you like him to the core, and you like him so much that you can never marry and keep yourself clean all your life, why couldn't you fight for him back then. If you had fought for him back then, maybe you wouldn't be like this now .I know maybe I don't have the position to say this, but I really feel bad, Dad..."

Tears flowed down his pretty cheeks one by one, and splashed on the white sheet, before a single tear could be splashed, it quickly sank into the sheet.

"Dad, why is the person you like, if it's my father?"

If it was someone else, he could still be jealous, jealous, or unwilling, but now, how should he be jealous?Are you jealous with your biological father?He can't do it.

Probably now I really want to force myself to give up. The people my adoptive father likes all his life are his dead father.There is no room for others to step in anyway. 20 years of relationship, even earlier, how could it be his turn to intervene in such a relationship?

If it was before, he could still comfort himself, it doesn't matter, Dad just couldn't accept that his adopted son liked him for a while.He believes that one day, Dad will always want to open it, and he will always have a chance.They still have so much time, such a long way to go, everything is still too late.

But now, how can he continue to comfort himself like this?How could it be possible to pretend that nothing happened.That notebook was like a sharp needle, mercilessly piercing all his fantasies about his father.

It's time to let go, isn't it?

He even wondered now, what did his father take out that notebook he had never seen before?Is it for him to discover by accident?Or is it to find a suitable day to confess to him so that he can give up?

No matter what kind of result, it is forcing him to let go.

"Dad," he murmured with a wry smile, "do you really want me to be your son?"

For the first time, he couldn't help but put a kiss on his father's lips, and then smiled exactly like Tang Huaixu's favorite look: "Okay, I will be your son well in the future. As long as you wake up, Dad. "

He didn't say the rest, and maybe he would never have the chance to say it again in his life: "I love you, Dad. Just like you love my dad."

small theater:

Since being kissed by her father last time, Xiao Qinghe has been happy for several days.

When I am in a good mood, my appetite improves a lot, and I can eat a few more mouthfuls of rice every day.

The cook is undoubtedly the happiest, because Lin Qinghe has been weak since he was a child, and his appetite is as small as that of a kitten. It is the most painful thing to ask him to eat every day.He has to cook something delicious and nutritious in different ways every day before he can eat a few bites.Unexpectedly, her appetite has improved in the past few days. The cook felt that her cooking skills should not be wasted, so she changed her ways to cook delicious food.

She loves this young master the most. Seeing that he can eat a few more mouthfuls, she is so excited that she is on the verge of tears.

"Sir, has your young master's health improved recently?"

Tang Huaixu let out a grunt, as a tacit consent.In fact, he didn't know why.

When it was time to go to bed at night, the child changed into cute cow pajamas and squeezed into his father's quilt.The whole person lay on his father's body, and put his small arms around his waist: "Daddy, good night."

Tang Huaixu put down the book in his hand, smiled and said good night to his younger son: "Good night, baby, go to sleep."

After a long time, Tang Huaixu found that the youngest son was still looking at him with his big eyes open, showing no intention of going to sleep.

"What's wrong?" He touched his younger son's face silently: "Can't sleep?"

The youngest son shook his head and pointed to his mouth: "Dad, I haven't kissed you yet."

Tang Huaixu: "..."

"I can't sleep if Dad doesn't kiss me."

This sentence sounds familiar, Tang Huaixu thought.

Uh, I remembered, when he was eating, he seemed to say: If Dad doesn't kiss me, I won't be able to eat.

Well, also, at school - I don't want to go to school until Dad kisses me.

Cough, when I wake up in the morning - I can't wake up if my father doesn't kiss me.

So what's going on now?Kiss when you eat, kiss when you go to school, kiss when you get up in the morning, and before you go to bed at night.What kind of son did he raise?

—End of the small theater—