Moonlight kissed red roses

They bribed the lawyer, took advantage of the loopholes in Qi Yuanhan's father's will, transferred the house of Qi Yuanhan's family, played the emotional card, and said a lot of nonsense to prevaricate Qi Yuanhan.

Qi Yuanhan gave Ye Qinghe the ivy leaves, and said: "Although the house cannot be entered, the old man has not started construction on the house for so many years, and the layout inside has not changed. Let me explain it to you."

She pointed to the second floor of the bungalow.

There is a large pot of flowers planted on the window. The leaves are thick and thick. When the wind blows the leaves, the light and shadow will follow. I can imagine how beautiful it will be when it blooms.

Qi Yuanhan said: "That's hydrangea, Endless Summer."

The place where the flowers are placed is her window sill. Her room is on the second floor, facing south. It is warm in winter and cool in summer. Every year in this season, her curtains are always half opened and half closed. There must be a lot of flowers and plants on the window sill.

There is a honeysuckle tree in the yard, which was planted by her father when she was five years old. At that time, she always coughed. Her father heard that it could cure the cough, so he went to the flower and bird market to buy it. After running several places, he couldn’t find it. Finally? It took more than 2000? I dug up a sick seedling from the aunt's house in the vegetable market and planted it back.

Every summer, there is a golden piece underneath, and each flower exudes a faint fragrance. The hydrangeas on the windowsill are not to be outdone, and they compete to start changing color.

“The room on the second floor is flawed.”

She said that when she was a child, she wanted to learn piano, painting, and dancing. The old house was not well-designed, so her father asked someone to renovate the house and destroy those buildings with design and art. The people who saw it were heartbroken, and they were so angry that this thing was worth a lot!

Qi Yuanhan spoke very slowly, and his memories were paragraph by paragraph.

Ye Qinghe didn't ask about the house, but asked about other topics, "What kind of person is your father?"

Qi Yuanhan said: "I? Dad is a painter, not famous."

A very sloppy painter, the name of the painter is still what he calls himself. He thinks he is the Van Gogh of the Impressionists, so he must be full of paint.

He doesn't do anything, doesn't leave the door, stays at home every day, and has a friend who wants to help him, say to help him open an art exhibition, let him bring paintings to the exhibition, he actually put his friend He yelled at him, saying that his friend did not understand his art, and that art cannot be measured by money.

As time went by, no one had any contact with him, relatives and friends shook their heads when they saw him, and Qi Yuanhan also felt that her father was a little crazy.

But it is such a person, when Qi Yuanhan comes home from vacation, he will cook a table of dishes, change into clean clothes to eat with her, and when she is not at home, no matter how busy he is, he will take good care of the honeysuckle and hydrangea.

But it was such a person, knowing that he was going to die, told Qi Yuanhan that he had saved money well, and comforted Qi Yuanhan not to be afraid.

When he was undergoing chemotherapy, he had to work hard to paint, hoping that his paintings would appreciate in value after his death, and would become a fortune to keep her well fed and live like a little princess.Fearing that no one would take care of Qi Yuanhan, he took the initiative to ask for help and asked an old friend to help take care of her.

In the last few days of his life, he no longer had any consciousness, and would always say, "Little Tangyuan, that's all Dad can give you, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..."

Afraid that she would be sad if she died, she was not allowed to face her own death, and Zhou Weichuan took her out, and she lay alone on the hospital bed.

Qi Yuanhan sighed as she recalled, she took a step back and sat on the back seat of the bicycle, while Ye Qinghe held onto the bicycle steadily.

The draft blows through the hall, and the flowers and plants are blown upside down.

Qi Yuanhan remembered again.

The people who live here are gone.

When she was a child, as long as she played at Zhou's house for a while, her father would come and call her home, and take her back forcefully. She always felt that her father was annoying, and on the way back, she deliberately speeded up her pace and didn't talk to her father. gas.

But she didn't expect it.

One day, she can never go back.

Qi Yuanhan finished drinking the juice in his hand and said, "Okay, I've introduced you, so I won't invite you in for tea."

Ye Qinghe hummed.

Qi Yuanhan pointed to the back again, and said, "The two bungalows nearby are also mine, and my father bought them for me before his death, but I have become the Zhou family's before I have time to visit them. I won't introduce you first."

Ye Qinghe shook the handlebar, accidentally touched the car bell, ding ding ding a few times, breaking the silence of summer.

She licked her lips, lowered her eyes guiltily, and said, "Sorry, I? Shouldn't have made such an excessive request."

Qi Yuanhan smiled and said it was all right.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-05-0720:15:26~2021-05-0820:52:17期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Li Yuyuan is my wife 3; Bugui, ysh 1;

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: jesssoo, Bugui, elsa's little sun, Yu Ya, As~ileli, Xiaowan is me, Simple, DetectiveLi, 1110xdal1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：twilightn15瓶；一只猪崽11瓶；小熊饼干、岐山仪居、拥抱、刘佳、顾橋、壹佰laser、34628567、五折奥10瓶；我的小玫瑰9瓶；回归初心的尤桑5瓶；zzz、李枖原是我老婆3瓶；秋羽生结弦、凌乙桥、mo_拾柒、小糸、林允儿是我老公2瓶；米格、随缘、我是许佳琪你信不信、一树桃花压海棠、是银九呀、金泰妍老婆1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

34. Chapter 34

The land of the old bungalow is very large, Ye Qinghe stepped on a bicycle, and carried Qi Yuanhan to shuttle along the path, they rode into the alley, and encountered a steep slope, one pushed the cart, and the other followed.

Qi Yuanhan likes to ride a bicycle when going downhill. The speed is fast, and the moment of rushing down is particularly exciting. Ye Qinghe squeezed the handlebar and kept reminding her, "Sit still, hold my waist, hey..."

With a whiff, the bicycle rushed down,

The car seemed to be out of control, clanging, as if it would fall apart at any moment, Qi Yuanhan was a little scared, and grabbed Ye Qinghe's clothes.

The car slid forward for a certain distance, Ye Qinghe's feet were padded on the ground, she exhaled, turned her head and asked Qi Yuanhan: "Do you still want to play?"

Qi Yuanhan thought for a while, gestured with a finger, and said, "Well... just play again and leave."

"Buy one get one free, I'll give it to you again." Ye Qinghe said seriously.

Qi Yuanhan smiled and said, "Then you are quite generous."

Ye Qinghe pushed the car up again, sat astride, took a breath, "Sit down, rider No. 001 will escort you."

What kind of lines are these, Qi Yuanhan has never heard of them.

Qi Yuanhan sat at the back, pinched her waist, and answered in a lazy tone, "Okay, the headquarters has received it, please launch."

"Now enter the countdown, 0, launch!"

call out--

She just counted a number, and then kicked off the bicycle. Qi Yuanhan was not ready yet, so he couldn't hold back for a while, and yelled out.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Laughter flew up the path, disturbing the vines growing on the low wall. The verdant branches swayed, the green leaves swayed slightly, and small patches of mottled shadows were cast on the ground. Like a gemstone, the turquoise luster is broken.

They played a couple of games and rode down this road.

It is easy to ride on a flat road, Ye Qinghe stepped on the pedal slowly, when the wind blows, her clothes will be blown up gently.

This would be the hottest time of the day, and they all walked through under the shade of the cool trees without wearing hats. The sweltering summer heat was coming, and their faces were burning hot from the sun.

Qi Yuanhan said: "There is a restaurant in front, you can park your car there."

The restaurant is converted from a bungalow, and the design has been slightly integrated with modern elements. The artistic collision is very strong, and many people come to check in and eat.

Ye Qinghe's bicycle was parked at the door, it was particularly conspicuous among the group of luxury cars, the two of them entered the restaurant, the decoration inside was still the same western style as before, not much changed.The decoration and restoration of this kind of bungalow costs upwards of [-] per square meter, and generally there will be no changes.

The restaurant is run by a husband and wife, who look only 45 years old.The meals are nothing special, they are all home-cooked side dishes, but the price is twice as high as that of the star-rated restaurants outside. It may be just an atmosphere.

They chose a place by the window, outside was a greenhouse, hydrangeas were blooming all over the place, and the rose tree next to it was not inferior.

Ye Qinghe asked: "Do you know this family?"

Qi Yuanhan looked back and said: "I used to come here to play when I was a child. At that time, there were popsicles sold here. Later, the grandparents who sold popsicles passed away. Their daughter and son-in-law inherited the house and opened this restaurant. After that, I will Rarely come."

Counting it has been 20 years, people have changed a few times, and when they grow up, they also know that the world is cold and indifferent, and they will not be as naive as they were when they were young, daring to run and play everywhere.

After waiting for half an hour, the food was delivered to the table.

Qi Yuanhan filled a bowl of rice and ate it slowly. In fact, the home-cooked side dishes made the taste of "home", and the taste was also very good.

The two finished a few dishes, and when they left,