delicate flowers and weeds

Tang Hua is smarter and has a higher vision than most children in this world, but this does not mean that he has the ability to deceive the world and do whatever he wants.

The words on the dining table were too conspicuous, let alone Uncle Fang, even Tang Jing could smell the kindness and resentment from it.

After coming back from Tang's house, Mr. Fang sat in the hall, just drank a cup of tea, and the old housekeeper rushed back with documents: a light file bag, which covered Fei Cao's 17 years of life.

If you have love for this child, you will be overwhelmed by his unbearable and brave past, but if you don't have love for this child, you will only conclude that it has nothing to do with yourself: oh, the son of a rapist.

Although this is his grandson, the only relative he has in this world, old Mr. Fang still belongs to the latter: a person who extremely hates half of the child's blood.

Even Tang Hua knew: these things happened before Fei Cao was born, not by his choice nor caused by him, such a simple truth, Fang Xian must have known it for most of his life, but he still vented his anger.

Several luxury cars drove across the concrete road like fish swimming, and came to this deserted tube building. The bodyguards in uniform black suits got out of the cars, walked respectfully to the last car, bent down, and opened the door: inside the car was An octogenarian, over the long years, his aura has settled down, and he looks more and more unpredictable.

Fei Cao had already been brought downstairs by the housekeeper, and was "invited" by the bodyguards to get into the car. There seemed to be a Chu River between the back seats, and the two of them were on one side. There is a smell of gunpowder in the air, and it is about to explode.

The rear partition is lowered slowly, leaving this private and hidden space.

Mr. Fang carefully looked at the child in front of him. Faces are mysterious and mysterious. If you like it, the more you look at it, the more you love it, but if you have prejudices, the more you look at it, the more you will hate it.

At first, he felt that the child's features and eyes were very familiar at first, exactly the same as Jialin, but when he looked at it again, he looked more and more awkward, and felt that he didn't look like anything at all. The glimpse at the hotel at that time was also a blind illusion. His daughter is in the sky and on earth, completely incomparable.

Mr. Fang thought to some extremes: Could it be that my daughter gave birth to such a thing by trading her life for her life?

The luxury car stopped at a star-rated hotel in the eastern district. The butler had already booked a private room on the top floor, and closed the door intimately, leaving all the space for the grandparents.

A stack of documents was taken on the desktop, the top one was a DNA test report, the number four was in imitation Song typeface, and the words "Nancheng XX Hospital" made Fei Cao's eyes hurt.

He suddenly felt like a joke when he was desperately looking for clues in the bar all those years.

Mr. Fang said in a business-like tone throughout the whole process: "Since you are Jialin's son, there is absolutely no saying that you are living outside... You have half the blood of my Fang family. I think you will be in your third year of high school soon, so there is no need to prepare. My work here is over, you can go back to Europe with me..."

Fei Cao stood up abruptly, gritted his teeth and said, "I won't go!"

Mr. Fang turned a deaf ear and continued: "Since you are going back to my Fang family, then don't use this name anymore, change your surname to Fang!"

A huge sense of absurdity emerged spontaneously, cruelly shattering Fei Cao's last illusion about the so-called "family". The plate was polished so that the light could shine on it, reflecting a cold and frowning face.

Fei Cao almost squeezed the words out of her internal organs, and said in a firm tone of spittle and nail: "I will not go back with you, and I will not change my surname."

He almost sarcastically thought: There is only this insignificant blood relationship between us. The most important time in my life was given by Teacher Fei. Why do you want to rely on such a weak relationship to control me? Life?Erase my past?

The meeting broke up badly, Fei Cao stood at the entrance of the hotel and watched the luxury vehicle drive away: Mr. Fang didn't say a word, his face sank like water and he got into the car directly, so no one offered to take him home.

Fei Cao was not in a state of distress, and waved decently at the worried-looking butler, and when the car shadow saw him from a distance, he turned and left, throwing the damn agreement into the trash can.

For Fei Cao, when others spit out all kinds of humiliation in front of him, he can take it as a joke, living in his own world, and he still has a few math problems in his mind, which is not at all ear-catching.Mr. Fang can be regarded as someone who he can "reluctantly" have a little exception, but the unfriendliness at the beginning also washed away this exception, and it is not worth making him have such a big mood swing.

There are two reasons for the unhappiness: one is the mention of changing the surname, and the other is the mention of Tang Hua.

That was Mr. Fang sitting by the window, arrogant and forceful: "Guess how I know your life experience? Because the young master of the Tang family asked me if I was looking forward to it. Now with the blood of a young man, you feel I am the only one in heaven and earth, then have you ever thought that once you know your full identity, will the Tang family allow their youngest son to be friends with the son of a murderer? At that time, without the backing of the Fang family, you will not even I don't even have the qualifications to meet him."

He may not be aware of this emotion that cannot be announced to the public and sprouts in the dark, but this passage still firmly grasps Fei Cao's heart.

They are still in high school, love can have "friendship" as a cover, but once they enter university as adults, can they hide under this shield?

Fei Cao is a person who takes one step at a time and sees three steps. He actually thought about this when he confessed to Tang Hua. He resolutely put aside the psychology he had read for more than ten years, and started to study finance from the beginning. He also used all his savings Looking at it, I bought some stocks and registered a small computer company.

He even found out the truth about the separation between Tang Xing and Xu Duanhong many years ago, and he was keenly aware of how huge the Tang family was, and single-handedly led the change in the wedding.Fei Cao thought selfishly: It is also the gap of background, if the Tang family can accept Tang Xing and Xu Duanhong, then will he and Tang Hua have a better chance of winning?

He has done enough, strategizing, non-stop, and he is invincible among his peers, but today he was poured a layer of cold water, and his heart was chilled. In any case, Mr. Fang's words are right. With his current state With his ability, he can't go head-to-head at all, and he can't bear the consequences of breaking this relationship.

This era is tolerant and narrow, peaceful and cruel. The surface is calm, but the water is filthy, and the tides are intertwined. A South American butterfly flapping its wings twice can cause a tornado in Texas, let alone a crowd of people. Jin, three people become tigers.

Fei Cao went to Tang's house that night, he stood in the dark, his eyelashes closed the coldness in his pupils, the cold autumn night made him very sober, he looked at the bright lights in the distance, and stretched out his hand to feel the outline of something.

Back then...it was here...

Xu Duanhong had no power to fight back and went abroad.

This is a lesson learned from the past, he is not Xu Duanhong, Tang Hua and his sister are also very different, time has changed, they may not have a similar ending, they may be more tolerant, and they may be more cruel.But no matter what, he had to learn something from the "experience" of his predecessors.

The exclusive bell rang, and the young man who was contemplative at one moment stretched his eyebrows at the next moment, with an indelible tenderness condensed inside: "Little Hua'er? Did you call me so late?"

Tang Hua leaned against the window sill, pursed her lips subconsciously, and said softly, "Boyfriend, I miss you very much."

Boyfriend, I seem to have found your relatives.

But I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing.

Fei Cao raised her eyes and looked at the bright lights of Tang's villa, his little Jiaohua was now behind one of the bright lights, and said in a soft voice, "I miss you."

An impulse came to her heart, Fei Cao said: "Xiao Hua'er, go downstairs, I have a surprise for you."

Tang Hua stared wide-eyed and sat up straight: "Fei... Fei Cao?"

He jumped down from the window sill, his ankles were red, he took a windbreaker from the hanger and put it on while running, ran down the stairs like a gust of wind, and walked through the garden, the branches and leaves caught his coat, leaving fragmented marks on it , he was wearing slippers and came to the side door.

The street lights were dim, and Fei Cao was standing under the lamp, tall and tall, with his cell phone in his pocket, he raised his eyes and smiled at him.

Tang Hua opened the door dazedly: "Why are you here?"

Fei Cao stretched out her hands and curled up his waist, holding him in her arms. The hot temperature spread over her, resisting the bleakness of the cold autumn, and she leaned over and whispered in his ear: "My boyfriend's mission, when you miss me, don't worry about it." Wherever I am, I will come to your side as soon as possible to see you."

They were hidden in the darkness, Fei Cao was bumped against the wall, Tang Hua stood on tiptoe, and kissed her eagerly and strangely, densely packed, the two canine teeth couldn't do anything and even scratched Fei Cao's skin a little.

As the kiss fell, those floating in the air seemed to have finally found a solid ground for the young man's thoughts, and the dust settled.

The two teenagers kissed deeply in the night, entangled the burdens on their hearts these days in kisses and desires, until they were out of breath, ignorant and confused, and unconscious.

After the kiss ended, Tang Hua was like a young deer, her eyes were misty and clear, with layers of mist forming inside, full of infatuation and affection.

Fei Cao's voice was low, panting slightly hoarsely, and the words fell to her ears and heart: "Tang Hua, I love you, I will always love you."

This world is changing rapidly, nothing lasts forever, parents will eventually get old, and brothers will eventually get married, but we are about the same age and have the same ambitions, I give you my heart, I love you forever, and I will always be by your side, from birth to death, I are with you.

He is like a young boy, finally revealing the impulsiveness and eagerness belonging to this age from the calm and indifferent in the past. After the rare panic, Fei Cao finally realized that Tang Hua was inseparable from him, a strong poison.