After being forced to be his husband's wife

It seemed that he could no longer experience the feeling that made his heart flutter at the first glance.

Because his mental state was getting worse and worse, Ning Xiuyuan went to the hospital to see a doctor several times, but the effect was not obvious. He was only in his 20s, but he looked depressed.

Ning Qi really couldn't see it anymore, and tried several marriage proposals with him, but Ning Xiuyuan refused them all.

He has always had a bad temper, and there are not many really close friends around him. He often talks to Xia Chuan, and sometimes his voice chokes in the middle of the conversation.

He said, "Did I push him too hard? I humiliated him in front of so many people. At that time... he was actually kind to me at the beginning

emotional. "

"En." Xia Chuan responded.

"Why don't you have anyone around you?" Ning Xiuyuan asked, he had never discussed this issue with Xia Chuan.

The corner of Xia Chuan's mouth curled into a smile, but he didn't directly answer Ning Xiuyuan's question.

Xia Chuyan had the idea of ​​cultivating him as an heir, and he has been entrusted with a lot of things in the company recently, but Xia Chuyan's girlfriend has always been dissatisfied with him. She originally said that she would get engaged, but she thought that the other party had adopted him This oil bottle hesitated.

Compared with his female companion, Xia Chuyan was still a little more towards him, after all, he regarded him as a qualified stand-in.

Xia Chuan said, "You will know later."

"Because of Uncle Xia?"

The smile on Xia Chuan's face faded, he picked up the wine glass in front of him, and said, "Maybe."

This kind of desire, Xia Chuan disguised it very well in front of Xia Chuyan, and obediently called him "Uncle" when he saw it. Sometimes Xia Chuyan had a social gathering at night, and he would help him home, and then considerately make him sober up Soup.

It's just that if you suppress it for too long, you won't be able to control it when you release it.

Xia Chuan didn't want to tear his face apart just yet, he had to wait until he was strong enough to make Xia Chuyan succumb.

Ning Xiuyuan smiled, "I kind of admire you now."

"There's nothing to admire." Xia Chuan said, "He recently changed his girlfriend, and the women around him have never stopped."

Ning Xiuyuan drank the wine in front of him in one gulp, and Xia Chuan's people were still under his nose anyway, he could see them every day, and he could even say hello in a normal way.Ning Xiuyuan's heart felt stuffy, and he brought this topic up.

Everyday life seems to repeat the previous day, he seldom goes to the so-called gatherings of friends, and often meets some people who show affection to him. In the past, as long as the appearance fits his liking, he will not come. refuse.

There has been no one by his side for a long time, so long that he almost thinks that he is alone.

As time passed, his life seemed to get back on track.

Ning Mo has already learned to walk, and whenever he returns to the house, he will come over and call him "Daddy" in a childish voice.

As if the softness in his heart had been touched, he hugged Ning Mo.

When I was just born, my skin was still wrinkled, but now my facial features are quite cute, and I am a bit tiger-like. Since I learned to walk, I often knock over things at home, and I have hardly had any peace.

"Ming, ming..." Ning Mo moaned twice, "Dad...Dad"

"Why are you so good today?" Ning Xiuyuan asked with a smile.

The servant came after him with an uneasy face, holding a photo that had been torn in two in his hand, and handed it to Ning Xiuyuan tremblingly.

"...I just went to answer the phone, and the young master ran into the room."

It was a photo of him and Cen Li Suiyi, and he got it from Cen Li later. The photo was torn in two, which happened to separate him from Cen Li.Ning Xiuyuan's face darkened immediately, and he put Ning Mo on the ground.

Ning Mo raised his head, looking pitiful, with fleshy cheeks, and wearing a little dinosaur coat.

Ning Xiuyuan picked up the feather duster in his hand, and before he could beat it, there was a "wow" sound in the house. Ning Mo's mouth was wide open, and his chubby face was wrinkled together.

"Ming wow... Sui Sui Sui..." Ning Mo was extremely sad. Didn't he just tear up a piece of paper? Why do these adults like to bully people so much.

"The young master is also ignorant, you'd better not be as knowledgeable as him..." the servant persuaded from the side.

"Bad dad...bad..." Ning Mo muttered in a low voice, and the crying didn't stop.

Ning Xiuyuan was dizzy from the noise, put the feather duster back to its original place, sat on the sofa and rubbed his temples.

The servant held Ning Mo in his arms and coaxed him for a long time before Ning Mo gradually calmed down, probably tired from crying, and fell asleep in the servant's arms.

The torn photo on Ning Xiuyuan's silent coffee table was finally glued up with adhesive tape carefully and sadly, but there was a crack in the middle, no matter how glued it was, it didn't work.

Ning Xiuyuan looked at the photo and said to himself, "I can't forget you now."

"...I often see you in dreams, only to realize when I wake up that it was just a dream." Ning Xiuyuan paused, and then said, "I sometimes

Hou would rather live in a dream forever. "

Ning Xiuyuan picked up the photo from the coffee table and stared at the person on it for a while.

"...Cen Li."

Ning Xiuyuan's eyes were a little red.

The servant came out of the room and didn't know whether to disturb him, so he just whispered, "The young master has fallen asleep."

As if he didn't hear, Ning Xiuyuan stretched out his fingers to touch the young boy in the photo.

Ning Mo is one and a half years old, and he can't stay at home all the time. The servant took Ning Mo to a high-end playground to play with other children. There are blocks and slides in it. Guard inside to ensure the safety of the children.

When he drove over to pick up someone, he heard a familiar cry before he got there.

Ning Mo was crying, with snot and tears all over his body, looking pitiful, surrounded by servants, and several playground staff, who kept using novelty toys to attract his attention, but Ning Mo Mo just kept crying.

"What's going on?" Ning Xiuyuan walked over and asked.

"I don't know either. The young master was piling up blocks and suddenly started crying. No matter how you coax him, it doesn't work." The servant said.

Ning Mo saw that Ning Xiuyuan was coming, and his crying became louder. Almost all the parents outside the playground looked over.

"Ning Mo!" Ning Xiuyuan said fiercely.

Ning Mo let go of his little hands covering his eyes, and mumbled, "Mingming... I... I don't have a mother... Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Today is the weekend, and most of the children who come to the playground are accompanied by their parents. Just now when Ning Mo was piling up blocks, he met a little girl and told him that when he came home, his mother would be there I bought a lot of delicious food in the supermarket and brought her home. My mother would comb her hair, and my mother would hug her to sleep.

The little girl was carried out by a young woman not long after. Ning Mo saw that the adults standing outside were also in pairs. The mother of a child brought delicious snacks.

Mother……

In Ning Mo's memory, this word has never been used before.

All he knew was that he had a fierce father who always liked to spank him, and would teach him with a feather duster if he disagreed with him.

His heart suddenly became unbalanced.

Ning Mo's voice became hoarse from crying, and finally hugged Ning Xiuyuan's trouser legs, choked up and said, "I...I want my mother too..."

Ning Xiuyuan's hostility immediately faded away. He knelt down and wiped Ning Mo's teary face with a tissue, without saying a word the whole time.

Ning Mo tugged at his arm, "Mingming...I want my mother..."

At this time, a handsome little boy came from the side, handed the lollipop to Ning Mo, and whispered, "Don't cry."

The man behind the boy said softly, "Brother is so young, he still doesn't know how to eat lollipops."

Hearing the sound, Ning Xiuyuan raised his head and looked over, as if the surrounding air froze at that moment.

"Xiaowen, it's time for us to go home." The man said.

Ning Mo's crying gradually stopped, and instead of taking the lollipop, he stared blankly at the handsome man in front of him, speaking in a very soft voice, with gentle brows and eyes.

It wasn't until the man's figure was about to disappear from his sight that Ning Xiuyuan reacted belatedly.

He hurried over and stopped in front of the man, "...can we make friends? You look a lot like an old friend I know."

The man smiled and refused, "This way of striking up a conversation is more suitable for other people."

Ning Xiuyuan was about to say something when the other party's cell phone rang, and after answering the call, he bypassed him and left, treating him as a stranger whom he met by chance.

"Cen Li." Ning Xiuyuan called from behind.

The other party didn't move at all.

If it was really Cen Li, he would not have acted so indifferently after seeing him.

... But he had never met someone so similar to Cen Li, as if they were the same person.

-------------------------The author has something to say---------------------- --

Double more into one, this chapter is very thick and long, so it's a little later...

Everyone, remember to sign in and vote for the recommended votes, ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ahhh ! !