Long Island High School

After not seeing each other for a while, He Wenzhou lost weight quickly, and Xu Jiayi prepared coffee for him again.Because he couldn't sleep, and there were too many things to do, he was so busy that he could only go back to Jinghu Xiangyuan to hide.I kept my eyes open until dawn at night, and took out Song Jing's profile picture with my mobile phone, and my heart felt a twinge of pain.

If my brother doesn't want him anymore, his sky will collapse.

He returned to the days when he was alone and abandoned again, the feeling was too terrible, especially after tasting the sweet taste again, he couldn't stand the pain.

Every day is hard, every day is like being in prison.If it wasn't for the fact that there were still important things to do, he would have gone to find Song Jing crying.He wanted Song Jing to come back no matter what, but he refused, so he stayed outside his house and followed him wherever he went.

But, not yet.

Zhou Wen went back to the country, went to eat with him, and saw his half-dead appearance.

"what's wrong with you?"

Zhou Wen is a little older, but her appearance hasn't changed much.Still young and well maintained.She and He Qin were still very close. Although she had a bad relationship with the man from the He family, she always got along with his aunt.He Qin was also very dissatisfied with what the He family man did. She gradually alienated her two younger brothers and only contacted Zhou Wen.

He Wenzhou held a cup of coffee, but did not speak.

Winter was too cold, he wondered if Song Jing would be cold, and wanted to give him a scarf.But my brother probably won't ask for it.

Zhou Wen doesn't love her children, she didn't when she was young, and when she got divorced when she was older, she lived with her own temperament, how happy she was.

She didn't understand He Wenzhou's spiritual world, and she didn't want to.

"Have you heard that something happened to your father? It's really a reincarnation."

Zhou Wen smoked a cigarette, gloating.

He Wenzhou narrowed his gaze: "He deserves to die."

"He deserves to be damned. But the two of them have to pay back my things! Now that your second uncle is dead, who is running his business?"

He Wenzhou smiled mysteriously: "I will make your wish come true."

He got up and left with his phone.

The He family book fell, and the rest of the group divided up his interests.The rest is only maintained by He Yu, He Yu is just a playboy, it is very difficult to keep the family business, and he has to run around for his second uncle.The wall fell and everyone pushed. Although He Jiaqi is a big tree, losing an arm is different. The He family is now a mess.

On the day of Cheng Jia's wedding, He Wenzhou gave him an aromatherapy lamp.I heard that it is still an antique old object, and the fan with figures on all sides is very elegant.Cheng Jia was wearing a dress. She was a month old and had a round belly, but her face was filled with a happy smile.

Song Jing also gave a gift, a very practical red envelope.After delivering the gifts, they signed at the door, and after entering, they met with both parents.The old people of the two families are kind-hearted and smiling, as if there is no conflict.Cheng Jia's mother was still pulling Han Lin to talk, Han Lin was wearing a pink dress today, she never wore pink, and she looked delicate and charming in the crowd.Today, she is Cheng Jia's bridesmaid.

Song Jing and Han Lin looked at each other from a distance, Han Lin smiled, and turned around to listen to Cheng's mother's instructions.

Not only Song Jing and He Wenzhou came that day, but Cheng Jia invited all the classmates from that year's class.Even You Xing who was in the south, Gao Yang who had been idle all these years and never showed his face, everyone in the class, famous and unknown, familiar and unfamiliar, were all invited.

Cheng Jia greeted the guests at the door alone, while Lin Zikai was busy inside. He was wearing a groom's suit, offering cigarettes, wine, and wedding candy to the people who came.The classmates complimented him, saying that it was really unexpected, but in the end he married the class flower of that year.Lin Zikai leaned back on the chair, lit a cigarette like all social greasy men who can brag, and told them that Cheng Jia and him fell in love in high school, but she was shy and didn't say it clearly.They can be considered as childhood sweethearts, but fortunately they can meet again when they are adults, this is fate!

Then a group of boys talked about work again, and a certain classmate complained sadly, Lin Zikai said that he wanted XX materials, and our factory would do it for him.Why don't you be polite to me, our size is still a manager.The classmate thanked him a thousand times, and flattered him again, saying that he is in a terrible situation now, and the little boss is doing it, driving a BMW and making money, which is much better than those punch card social animals.Everyone is looking at "money". Those good students who were chased in the past are good-looking and good-looking, so what, but now they are not just hanging around at the bottom, earning thousands of dollars a month.And those little guys who are inconspicuous and never looked up to by others, they don't know when they will transform into masters, masters of this world and the focus of everyone.

Seven years ago, no one would have imagined that Lin Zikai would be such a smart, cheerful, upright, and married class flower winner in life.

Han Lin listened to his vulgar philistine's words, and went to the front to accompany Cheng Jia.

Cheng Jiazhu is round and smooth, she has gained a lot of weight, and her body has also become bulky.She is very happy, why is she not happy, today is her big day.

She has no music and no future, but she has a family and a baby, and she will be a princess again today, which is not a kind of happiness.

"Are you happy for me?"

Cheng Jia asked with a smile.

Han Lin didn't answer.

Cheng Jia touched her stomach: "She is moving every day now, I can feel that she is inside me, breathing with me. Look! She is breathing again, her little feet are pressing against my stomach, she is so naughty .”

The happy woman murmured: "I love her so much, I will love her for the rest of my life, she has no name yet, what should I call her? I hope she is a girl, I will give her everything she wants, she If you want to pick the stars, I will pick the stars for her. If she wants the moon, I will pick the moon for her. It doesn’t matter if you want me to die..."

Han Lin was frightened by her strong maternal love, how powerful is that?Inherently powerful, indescribably powerful, incomparable, incomparable at all.Han Lin never knew that Cheng Jia would love someone so much. Cheng Jia was hot on the outside and cold on the inside, and she was relatively alienated from others. She hated herself so much, and her words of devotion to others almost surprised Han Lin.

How to compare?

Compared with a mother, compared with the powerful and majestic maternal love?

Her enemy is not Lin Zikai, nor Cheng Jia, but what is in Cheng Jia's belly, the innate and endless maternal love.

She loved her from the beginning, loved her from instinct.

Just like that song sang: "If you don't talk about love, it already exists; if you look at it, you will understand everything..."

Han Lin had tears in her eyes, how could she compare?

Lin Zikai saw that the two of them were alone in front again, he stepped in, pushed Han Lin away without a trace, and asked his wife warmly: "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

Cheng Jia looked at him with a smile: "My daughter kicked me."

Lin Zikai smiled and scratched his wife's belly: "That's bad!"

Cheng Jia said, "Don't attack her!"

Lin Zikai went in with his wife in his arms: "It's almost time, we should go in and change clothes."

"Okay."

Cheng Jia looked at her husband happily, and Lin Zikai seemed to have just discovered Han Lin: "Han Lin, I really trouble you today! We really don't know what to do without you! I will trouble you to help Jiajia change the dress later, Later, Jiajia and I will treat you to another big meal. Jiajia, don’t you think so?”

Cheng Jia said, "That's natural."