Mr. Rebirth hold hands

After signing the contract, Yang Yang also made up his wish, and put more emphasis on his physical and spiritual compatibility with Qin Huanlang.

There was a school year cultural activity in Fushi University, Yang Yang took a look and signed up for a recitation.By accident, I met Zhao Xinxin who also came to participate.

Ms. Zhao is a member of the school's Poetry Recitation Association. When she saw Yang Yang's name, the eldest girl no longer grinned her back molars. Instead, she pursed her lips in a very elegant smile.

Seeing that Miss Zhao began to grow her hair, put on a long skirt, and walk gracefully, Yang Yang couldn't help shaking.

The once lively lioness has turned into a docile long-haired Persian cat, which is a bit inconsistent no matter how you look at it.

Poetry recitation also had primary and re-elections. Ms. Zhao came on stage in a long dress, and won many people after the recitation.After getting off the stage, she patted Yang Yang on the shoulder: "Come on, baby."

Yang Yang smiled. He was just participating in the event for fun, and he didn't have much psychological burden, so he just went on stage.

After Yang Yang finished reading and stepped off the stage, Zhao Xinxin stared at him and blinked.

"Baby, you're in love."

"what?"

"I see that your complexion is rosy and pink, your face is shy, and your eyebrows and eyes are full of spring. The song "Farewell to Cambridge" just now is very charming."

Yang Yang sat back on the chair with an embarrassing face: "Xinxin, I still think you're in love."

"Yes." Zhao Xinxin spoke frankly, holding her face in her hands and giggling, with a powdery face and smiling eyes, the girl in love is as beautiful as a rose that blooms in the morning, immature, shy, and lovable.

Yang Yang patted Zhao Xinxin's head: "Who is the other party? Can you tell me?"

The shy girl Hualei nodded, showing her covered face with a trace of slyness: "What about you? Who is your partner?"

Yang Yang was speechless: "Is it so obvious?"

"Others don't know, but I can feel it because I am experiencing it myself." Zhao Xinxin smiled.

"When you don't know, or when you don't care, your eyes will shine. As long as you think of the other person in your heart, you can't help but smile. Even if you encounter unhappy things, you will jump for joy. For the upcoming talk and Contact. Even as long as you are close to each other, you will feel that your breath is warm, as if the flowers and the air are fermenting. It makes people think of a feeling of being slightly drunk."

Yang Yang bowed his head and coughed: "I think you are the only one from the Chinese department. With such a poetic and picturesque feeling, you can draw a picture."

The two people in the audience whispered, and the judges on the stage were fighting between heaven and man.

In the end, they settled down and chose Yang Yang and Zhao Xinxin for the recitation, "You Are the April Day of the World" and "Farewell to Cambridge".Ask the two if they would like to work together as a short recitation play.

Yang Yang readily agreed, and Zhao Xinxin did not refuse.

The specific situation will be arranged by the recitation club, and Yang Yang can't wait to send a text message to Qin Huanlang with his mobile phone.

Seeing the two main staff bow their heads and giggle, the president of the reciting club rubbed his stomach and sighed that spring is here and the season of love is here.

Qin Huanlang has now fully turned on the gentle mode, and he has always supported Yang Yang's participation in school activities.The child has been too worry-free since he was a child, and occasionally asks for something, only to feel a sense of satisfaction in his heart.

In his heart, Secretary Qin said he was a kite flyer, while Wei Fuming said he was self-satisfied.

Anything is fine, as long as you are happy and soft and happy.

Qin Huanlang put away his phone with a smile, looked up at the stern-faced Secretary Qin, and frowned.

"how?"

"Master Chen seems to have returned to China."

Secretary Qin just sent a loving voice message to his daughter, with the bonus of not being afraid of death. Thinking that the baby is going to have a birthday, he immediately took the information to report, and by the way, he was going to blackmail the boss for a red envelope.

Qin Huanlang frowned slightly: "He's back?"

"Yes, all the materials are here. Boss, my daughter's birthday is in a few days! You should be able to go to the activity meeting of Yang's school."

Qin Huanlang looked at Secretary Qin and laughed.

Let alone individuals, even cats and dogs have developed feelings for so many years.What's more, Secretary Qin is different from other people in terms of his work ability, personal quality, and even his silent concern for himself.

Some people, who are related by blood, make people wish to erase the so-called kinship.Others, but people can feel love and warmth.

Reaching out from the drawer, he took out the red envelope wrapped earlier in the morning, and Qin Huanlang handed the red envelope to Secretary Qin.

"Didn't Lulu want to go horseback riding? Give you a vacation and take her to play."

Secretary Qin happily accepted the red envelope: "Then I'm on May [-]st vacation?"

Qin Huanlang waved vigorously: "Let's go, don't come to hinder me from falling in love."

Secretary Qin almost choked to death, coughed, looked at the boss who was in a good mood, thought about it, and opened his mouth.

"Boss, we have been together for so many years, and we don't say anything else."

Secretary Qin lowered his head slightly, looking at this young man who he saw as big and had a profound influence on him.There are mixed feelings in my heart.

He used to be busy running around every year, and he was under more pressure than ordinary people than his classmates.Up to now, even though he bears the title of secretary, he is already regarded as the veteran of Wanxi Group.There are jobs suitable for you, good vacations, and good salaries.

It seems that the scenery is boundless, only he himself knows how much hardship he has suffered.

Just like Wanxi Group, although there is a leader who is like a ghost, the leader has suffered a lot.

Although Qin Huanlang is really sick, for so many years, he has hurt himself far more than he has hurt others.This made Secretary Qin feel distressed.

Today, seeing the smile on the face of the always gloomy man should be cause for celebration.Thinking of the current reality, public opinion, and the acceptance of the elderly, Secretary Qin couldn't help but worry.

"You are a kind person. I also want you to be happy. For me, as long as you feel truly satisfied and happy, the rest is not important. To put it bluntly, you and classmate Yang can be regarded as my growing up I am very surprised that you are here today, and I don't think there is anything."

Secretary Qin looked down at the ring on his right ring finger: "It is the happiest thing to be accompanied by true love in life. But the road you have to go is much harder than ordinary people. I don't even know now. If the old man knows , what will happen—”

"Nothing is perfect." Qin Huanlang leaned back on the chair and looked at Secretary Qin softly in his eyes: "Don't worry, since you have chosen this path, since he has been caught by me, no matter how difficult it is, you will have to deal with it." I'll take care of it. He just needs to be happy. It's my choice, and I can take it no matter what the consequences are."

There is only one person in my life who doesn't want to let go. If I miss it, I will definitely regret it. Even if I pay the price, I can't let go of those hands easily...

Secretary Qin left first, and Qin Huanlang sat alone in the office, took out his mobile phone and looked at it. On the screen, it was the moment Yang Yang was sitting upright with a pen in his hand, looking up and smiling.

Qin Huanlang looked down for a while, then slowly raised his hand, and chuckled for a while.

People have eaten their mouths, and now looking at the portraits, they also start to feel greedy.

On the day of the event, Qin Lulu followed Secretary Qin, carrying a pink schoolbag, wearing a headband on her head, and decorated with two feathers near her ears, white and tender, like a little angel.

Seeing Qin Huanlang, the little girl smiled and waved: "Hello, Uncle Wolf~"

Qin Huanlang was wearing a white casual shirt and beige trousers today. He looked cool and looked at him suddenly, and he was still a little student-like. He looked at the little girl's sweet smile, raised his hand and waved his hand, and sneered at the angel's father.

"Wow, Uncle Wolf has changed his face!"

The little angel let out a small exclamation, full of surprise, Qin Huanlang walked up to Secretary Qin in a few steps, and smiled "hehe", and the other party picked up his daughter with a dry smile on his face.

"Which direction is the auditorium?"

Secretary Qin held his daughter in one hand, and looked at the map with the other. Qin Huanlang turned his body slightly and used his body to block the passing crowd so that the little girl would not be taken away.

"Shall we go see Brother Yang?" The little girl hugged her father's neck with one hand, and put her other hand over her eyes to look around.The backpack of a passing student knocked on Qin Huanlang's hand. The little guy lowered his head and blew a kiss to Qin Huanlang: "Thank you, Uncle Wolf, for blocking the pain."

Secretary Qin pointed in the direction: "It's the stadium over there."

When we entered the inner hall, the time was just right, the lights dimmed, and the voices faded away.

After a while, the sound of birdsong and the gurgling of the river gradually sounded, and there was a figure walking in the faintly dark color.

The headlights turned on, and Yang Yang appeared on the stage in a robe of the Republic of China and glasses.

Gentle and elegant, a gentleman is as dignified as jade.

The words are mellow, the beads are on the jade plate, the hall is quiet as if no one is there, but the depressive shallow breathing shows that too many people are listening.

"In the gentle waves of the Cam River, I would rather be a water plant."

Yang Yang took a step forward, turned sideways, his eyes fell, and when he saw Qin Huanlang, a smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

Recitation seems to have become an alternative confession, with soft feelings flowing with the words, like a clear spring, like the fragrance of flowers, spreading and flowing in people's hearts, softly soaking into people's hearts.

The two of them looked at each other across the crowd, just the meeting of eyes was enough to express everything.

Zhao Xinxin appeared on the stage, with big braids and ladylike skirts, whispering elegantly and sweetly.

"You are love, you are warmth, you are hope, you are the April day of the world!"

The two stretched out their hands from left to right, towards the crowd, the affectionate words made people hold their breath.

The first applause sounded, followed by thunder, the students beside Qin Huanlang covered their faces.

"Oh my God, I can even hear a recitation that makes my face blush and my heart beat, as if I accidentally heard someone else's confession."

Secretary Qin hugged his precious daughter, and the little guy whispered in his ear. Qin Huanlang narrowed his eyes slightly, watching the man walk off the stage and slowly walk towards him.

No one else can see it, only you can see it.

Yang Yang stretched out his hand to hold Qin Huanlang, and his eyes behind the glasses were softly shining: "Hello, my husband."

Qin Huanlang smiled: "Hello—my light."

Zhao Xinxin had just received a gift from her boyfriend, when she looked up and saw Yang Yang and Qin Huanlang shaking hands, she felt a sudden click in her heart.

After a while, she smiled and walked forward: "Baa boy, this is Chen Peng, my boyfriend."

Yang Yang turned his head and saw a tall, fleshy man with a fierce face standing beside Zhao Xinxin, it was like a real version of Beauty and the Beast.

Chen Peng looked at Yang Yang blankly for a while, and then greeted him softly: "Hi, I'm Chen Peng, don't look at me like this, I'm actually not fierce at all."

Yang Yang laughed out loud, and quickly introduced the people around him: "This is Secretary Qin, and his precious little angel, Lulu."

He looked sideways at Qin Huanlang, with a gentle firmness in his eyes: "This is Qin Huanlang, I call him Lao Qin, he is a very important person to me."

Zhao Xinxin's eyes widened, she looked at Yang Yang, then at Qin Huanlang, her lips twitched for a while, and then turned into a gentle and helpless smile.

"Hello, Mr. Qin."