After being forced to be his husband's wife

Time flies by inadvertently.

After leaving L City, Qiao Yuan's life became calmer. In his spare time, he would stay in the study and read quietly. Although his lower abdomen was a little swollen, it was not very obvious that he was wearing an extra coat.

He still kept in touch with Han Chen occasionally. Han Chen asked him how he was doing recently and whether he needed to come and take care of him.

He couldn't pretend to be confused about Han Chen's thoughts towards him, and he didn't want to delay Han Chen.

Lincheng didn't have many things to deal with. He accompanied Qiao Chengming to the old house. Maybe time was running out. Qiao Chengming would always talk to him about many things in the past, but his mother was not there.

Qiao Yuan asked once, Qiao Chengming's face paused, and he just said in a very general way, "Your mother...is a very good woman."

"Do you remember her?" Qiao Yuan asked.

It has been more than 20 years, and there is not even a photo left, so how can I still remember the appearance clearly.

Qiao Chengming put his eyes on the center of the living room, where there was a family portrait taken many years ago. There was neither Qiao Yuan nor Qiao Yuan's mother in it.

When he was down and down, his family was so poor that he couldn't even pay for medical expenses. Qiao Yuan almost dropped out of school at that time, and the situation after that was even worse. He was coerced and used as a tool to vent. At that time, who knew that he was Qiao Chengming son?

Qiao Yuan wanted to find an answer for his mother.

When he was young and ignorant, he also asked his mother. There was a bit of softness in the eyes of the other party, and then it turned into sadness. She said, "He has gone far away, and he may never come back."

After finishing speaking, the corners of her eyes were a little moist, but there was a slight smile on her face, "Little Li...you will be better than him in the future, you are everything to my mother."

Well, even if it's just the two of us, we'll be fine. "

That night, when he was thirsty, he came out of the room to fetch water, and heard crying from the room. Afterwards, he never asked his mother anything about Qiao Chengming again.

In this world, there is no such thing as absolute equality. Whoever pays more is the weak.

Qiao Chengming thought for a long time, then said, "...Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

Qiao Yuan took out the wallet from his pocket, and there was a photo of his mother in it. He took the photo out, and handed it to Qiao Chengming, pursing his thin lips slightly, "You should see her more."

The photo seems to be old. It was found by Qiao Yuan when he went back to the house where he lived before. His room showed signs of being tampered with. The diary he wrote was placed on the top of the book.

He casually flipped through a few pages, and it seemed that the paper had been wet by water, and the paper was a little wrinkled.

He spent the whole day alone in the house, the traces of his past life emerging before his eyes, the good and the bad, all in the past.

He is more like a spectator now, with past joys and sorrows, and the despair at that time, he thought that he would not live long, but the person in the house was really him.

The faded photo shows a young woman. Time brings people back to 20 years ago. The woman is wearing a blue cheongsam, which makes her figure more and more graceful. She has an oval face with almond eyes and looks very gentle.

Qiao Yuan only saw this photo later, a woman with vicissitudes of life, she was born so good-looking when she was young, she could obviously marry another good family, but she still worked hard to raise her alone.

Qiao Chengming took the photo, and said after a few seconds, "I always remember her... she has a nice name, Cenxi, as clear as a stream."

Because of the long-term treatment, Qiao Chengming became thinner and thinner, and the light blue blood vessels could be clearly seen on the dry arms. People in their 50s, no matter how well-maintained they are, they can still clearly detect the signs of erosion by the years. With a few wrinkles, the skin has become loose.

At the beginning, Qiao Chengming had already signed the divorce procedure with his ex-wife, but he felt that even if he married again, he would not marry a servant.

This is all the matter of the previous generation, and people are gone, so it doesn't make much sense to worry about it.

It's just that Qiao Yuan still felt unwilling for his mother, so he gave the photo to Qiao Chengming, hoping that Qiao Chengming could remember his mother's appearance when he was dying.It's getting late.

There was an autumn rain on the way Qiao Yuan went home, and the temperature dropped several degrees. Qiao Yuan closed the windows of the car, and then turned on the heater in the car.

The rain pattered on his car, making the quiet air a bit harsh. When Qiao Yuan returned home, it was already dark, and the cold keys felt a bit chilly in his hand. Qiao Yuan was about to Turning the key in his hand, he heard a voice from outside the corridor.

The tall and handsome man held a four or five-year-old boy in his arms, and said admonishingly, "If you continue to trouble your father, I will cut off your money for buying snacks this month."

The little boy looked like he didn't dare to cry when he wanted to cry, and complained to the thin young man next to him, "Daddy bullies me every day...he fell asleep while you were sleeping yesterday, yesterday."

And then I'm still pumping my ass, we don't want daddy anymore. "

The young man's face was pale, he smiled lightly at the child, and comforted him, "Okay."

The man panicked immediately, threw the little boy to the ground, and quickly explained, "Xiao Mo, don't listen to his nonsense, I didn't whip him, he found it himself."

"Jiang Chongzhou, he's only four years old...you can't treat him like an adult."

The way you treat adults...

Thin cold sweat broke out on the man's forehead, and he forced a smile and said, "I'll know this after you tell me, don't be as knowledgeable as him, we are a certified couple, when he grows up, he points out It’s not sure who we’ll be with, it’s only the two of us who will live together.”

The young man's face was very pale. When he saw Qiao Yuan when he passed the corridor, a smile appeared on his face, "Do you live here too?"

Qiao Yuan nodded and said, "En."

"...I'm sorry about what happened last time." The young man's voice sounded weak.

Qiao Yuan smiled, "The car has been repaired, do you live in Lincheng?"

"Yeah, a friend got married in L City last time, so I went there for a few days."

Having said that, the young man coughed twice, and the man standing behind was so nervous that he quickly took off his coat and put it on the young man, saying, "Don't catch a cold... You caught more than one cold last time." The month is fine."

A young man suffering from leukemia has a weak constitution, and his immune system is not as good as that of ordinary people. He is often tortured by some minor diseases.

The man couldn't bear to talk too much, he used all his connections to find a matching bone marrow, no matter what, he would let the young man live, otherwise his sins would never be redeemed.

After chatting with the young man for a few words, the sense of loneliness subsided a lot. In the end, the man kept reminding the young man that it was time to take medicine, and the young man said goodbye to him.

Qiao Yuan thought that he should have gotten used to living alone, but when he saw other people's lively family, he couldn't help laughing at himself.

At night, Qiao Yuan checked his phone, most of which contained work contacts.

He will never receive a sudden call from a stranger, or receive a long text message from a stranger. The other party seems to know that the number will be blocked by him, and always squeezes the words into a text message.

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