Congenital deficiency

Among all the people, Hong Zhuo was the last one to receive his gift, because Hong Lingyu told him, "Wait for two days."

Sure enough, Hong Zhuo waited patiently for two days without urging him. He just stole a lot of benefits from Hong Lingyu on the pretext of not having a gift in the two days.

The day of the end of the exam was the 27th. According to Hong Lingyu's arrangement, Hong Zhuo packed up his things, took all the salutes, and went to the school gate to pick up Hong Lingyu.

As soon as the exam was over, Hong Lingyu was crowded by the crowd and went directly to the school gate. Out of resistance to the strangers, he didn't even have time to find a bathroom to wash off the black ink marks on his hands while writing.

Hong Zhuo found a wet tissue from the front of the seat, tapped the handwriting on his wrist, and read aloud: "In the 60s and [-]s of the last century... the last test was history?"

Hong Lingyu didn't answer him, and hurriedly turned her arm over to look at the handwriting, then took the wet tissue in Hong Zhuo's hand, and quickly wiped off the handwriting.

Hong Zhuo handed him another clean tissue and asked him, "How did you do in the exam?"

Hong Lingyu finally wiped her arms and hands clean, mentioned the exam, but before answering Hongzhuo's question, she lowered her head and found something from the bag containing the pen and materials: "When I took the pen today, this thing came from The bag fell out, and the invigilator walked by, I was almost scared to death..."

It was a piece of paper folded into tofu cubes.

"Where did this come from?" Hong Zhuo took it and unfolded the paper.

There happened to be a red light ahead, and the driver slammed on the brakes.

Hong Zhuo supported the armrest with one hand, and supported Hong Lingyu with the other. He looked up and glanced at the rearview mirror, catching the driver's nervous glance.

Hong Lingyu was unaware of this, took the unfolded paper from Hong Zhuo's hand, and quickly read the content on it.

This is a "letter of apology".The person in the letter said he was the driver who received his call last year but didn't tell the owner, saying he was sorry for it and thanked him for the Christmas present.

Hong Zhuo glanced over what was written on the paper with two or three glances, and when he glanced at the man who was clearly very nervous but pretended to be calm and serious about driving, his expression was a bit cold.Hong Lingyu experienced too many bad things when he first came back to the Hong family, and he didn't want Hong Lingyu to recall it at all.

If I had known earlier, I should have replaced him when cleaning up the servants in the house.

It was just to keep him in front of his eyes and remind him of the role he owed Hong Lingyu in the past, but he didn't expect that he would turn over the old account at this time.

"Who wrote this..." Hong Lingyu frowned after reading the letter with only two or three lines, feeling a little confused.

The driver's nervous nerves were a little numb from this sentence, and he didn't react for a while.

But Hong Zhuo felt a sudden thump in his heart.

After Hong Lingyu finished speaking, she looked sideways at Hong Zhuo, as if hoping for an answer from him.During this period, he never glanced ahead, as if he didn't know the driver in the front row at all.

Even though the other party has been driving a car for them for more than a year, he still wrote this letter to him.

Hong Zhuo suddenly recalled some details that he usually ignored, and his throat was a little dry: "Don't you remember, baby? He drove us to the shopping mall last week."

The driver in the front seat squeezed the steering wheel tightly.

Hong Lingyu made an expression of trying to remember, blinked, and finally said with some hesitation: "Ah, it's him..." His voice was a little lower: "I don't even remember this, but he still remembers it ah."

Hong Zhuo stared at the reddish pinnae exposed when he lowered his head, raised his hand and rubbed it gently.The breath in his chest was stagnant and sticky, making it hard to breathe for no reason.Hong Zhuo raised his arms around his shoulders, and suddenly pulled him into his arms.

In fact, Hong Lingyu didn't even remember which driver he was talking about, and she was a little guilty at first, so she didn't struggle when she was hugged suddenly, and took advantage of the situation to find a comfortable position to lean against.

The driver sent them all the way to the station. When the bodyguard brought their luggage, he saw Hongzhuo waving at him, so he stood in front of them and said hello: "Master, master husband."

Hong Lingyu couldn't help but raised her hand and rubbed her nose when she heard the address addressed to herself later.

Hong Zhuo patted Hong Lingyu on the back lightly, and said to him: "He is the driver who took us to the mall before. He wrote you the letter."

The bodyguard suddenly panicked, and opened his mouth to explain that he had never coveted the master's husband!

But Hong Zhuo glanced at him before he could speak, and he immediately fell silent, and nodded embarrassingly following Hong Zhuo's meaning.

What kind of Shura field is this?What did he do wrong?The bodyguard was in a daze, not understanding what happened.Will I also be sent to see the pier in Southeast Asia?But he obviously didn't do anything?

The driver came over with another suitcase and stood two steps away from the bodyguard.

Hong Lingyu didn't look at the driver, but just glanced at Hongzhuo and nodded.Then he took another quick glance at the bodyguard, and said dryly to the bodyguard, "Trust me. It's okay, I forgot about it."

bodyguard:"????"

What letter?He wrote it?Who wrote it?What does this have to do with him?Why did the owner call him over?Why is he here?Could it be that someone wants to rob someone from the Patriarch?

No matter how confused the bodyguard was, Hongzhuo seemed satisfied, and nodded to the bodyguard whose limbs were already stiff, indicating that he could leave.

After picking up the ticket, entering the station, and settling down in the pre-packed business class, when the bodyguard and the driver left, Hong Zhuo suddenly raised his hand, and brought the back of Hong Lingyu's hand, which was tightly intertwined with his own, to his face. He bowed his head and kissed him tenderly, then turned his palm over and kissed his fingers.

"I'm sorry." Hong Zhuo said suddenly, looking at the back of his hand which was so fair that blood vessels could be seen.

Hong Lingyu's finger was numb from his kiss, and she couldn't help but twitched her hand, but was held tightly: "Why did you say that suddenly?"

Hong Zhuo closed his eyes, and pressed the back of Hong Lingyu's hand to his forehead, his voice was slightly lowered, revealing a trace of fragility: "Because I didn't even notice..." Hong Zhuo's heart throbbed faintly, as if cement had been poured into his chest , very heavy, and the voice seemed to come from the deepest part of the bone: "Baby, the person who wrote you the letter is our driver today. The person I told you is the driver is actually the bodyguard."

Hongzhuo's voice was hoarse: "If I didn't find out, how long are you going to keep it from me?" Hongzhuo said that the lower and hoarse his voice, the stronger the meaning of regret in it, as if remorse, he murmured: "I actually now Just discovered."

Speaking of this, he could almost recall the skinny man lying on the hospital bed at that time, his face was so white and transparent in the sun, and the look that he might leave him at any time.

"It's all me..." Hong Zhuo's voice actually trembled a little.

Hong Lingyu was startled by the voice, she seemed to understand Hong Zhuo's mood for a moment, she bowed her head and kissed him directly.

Hong Zhuo was stunned for a rare moment, this appearance pleased Hong Lingyu, and he couldn't help but smile.

With this smile, the heavy atmosphere dissipated in an instant.

Hong Lingyu sighed: "I'm not trying to hide it from you." Hong Lingyu squeezed Hongzhuo's hand, trying to explain her feelings clearly to him, "I just feel that no matter how hard I try, it seems that the recovery is too slow I'm afraid to tell you, you will think I'm useless, you will..."

When Hong Lingyu choked, the pretended relaxed expression on his face appeared very reluctant, and he couldn't even say what he wanted to say.

I'm afraid to tell you that you will think I'm useless and will reject me.

The abandonment of the past is a thorn in the heart, even if it is pulled out, it will leave a scar and cannot return to normal.

Hong Zhuo understood what he said while he was silent and choked up, and his heart ached beyond measure. The wounds he had inflicted on the other party in the past, now turned around, and all of them were still on him.

Guarding those scars and fears, while they are getting closer to each other, they are also looking forward and backward, worrying about gains and losses.

Hong Zhuo suddenly smiled wryly, lowered his head to catch Hong Lingyu's lips, and exchanged a sweet but slightly bitter kiss with him.

"Baby, when you had surgery last year, I bought a cemetery. It was buried together." Hong Zhuo said suddenly, "I'm afraid I will depend on you for my life...whether you like it or not."

On the night of the 27th, Hongzhuo finally received his two-day delayed Christmas gift.

This Christmas gift is a week-long trip planned and arranged by Hong Lingyu himself.

Since both of them were not at home, Hong Xiaxuan had to postpone his return to England, and was forced to stay in the Hong family and continue to work.

The temperature in Liangcheng is actually just right in winter.Surrounding the lake makes the temperature here very low, but the surrounding mountain peaks block the cold air from all directions, so the temperature here is probably maintained at a comfortable scale.

Hong Lingyu took Hong Zhuo to the three-story bungalow where he had lodged before.Most of the vegetables in the yard are dead because no one takes care of them, and the weeds grow wildly among them. The chickens that were raised in the fence in the backyard are also free-ranging and pecking at the weeds. Now, the two have become a group, chirping. Then, as soon as they saw people coming, they all shrank towards the corner of the wall with their legs.

Hong Lingyu saw that Hongzhuo wanted to stay away from the chickens, so he found a broom and put it in his hand: "Sweep the floor for me." Then he also "treated equally" and stuffed the broom into the hands of the bodyguard and the driver: "You sweep the two Floor, you go to clean the first floor. I will clean the third floor myself."

The bodyguard and the driver saw the inexplicably cold face of the owner, turned around and ran away, and went to clean the assigned places.

Hong Lingyu ran all the way to the third floor, pretended to sweep for a while, then climbed to the window, and looked down quietly through the curtains.

Hong Zhuo turned his back to this side, staring at a group of chickens in the corner in front of him, his back looked inexplicably happy, Hong Lingyu couldn't help laughing, and immediately covered his mouth like a thief, for fear of being caught by Hong Zhuo on the first floor. Zhuo heard.

But Hong Zhuo glanced back as if feeling something, scaring Hong Lingyu to hide behind the curtain.

After waiting for a while, Hong Lingyu poked her head into the gap in the curtain to peek again.At this time, Hong Zhuo had already bent over and started sweeping from the corner of the wall.It was the dirtiest and messiest place, but Hong Zhuo bent down and swept it seriously.

Hong Lingyu felt a little regretful for no reason, threw away the broom in her hand and ran downstairs, wishing she could jump down the three steps in parallel.With the last three steps left, he was about to jump off as soon as he took a step, but his body suddenly flew into the air, and was hugged by the hand stretched out from the side of the stairs.

After putting him on the ground, Hong Zhuo patted his buttocks, a little displeased: "What's the hurry, aren't you afraid of spraining your ankle?"

Hong Lingyu ran down the stairs in a hurry, now his face was flushed, and his smile was bright, he hugged Hongzhuo's neck, just smiled: "The corner is the dirtiest, are you really going to clean it?"

"That's right, my baby told me to go east, but I will never go west." Hong Zhuo sighed.