eurekapd Chapter 38 Chapter 38
Chapter 38 Chapter 38
"ring"
After Ling Su left, He Yan sat back by the window, and after a long silence, he suddenly murmured.
Lu Yun, who was behind him, heard Mr. He's words, straightened up suddenly, leaned forward slightly, and waited for Mr. He's order.
But unexpectedly, He Yanhui didn't say anything to him, he didn't even notice him approaching, but was talking to himself in a rare way.
Spread out on He Yanhui's lap was a feasibility analysis report handed over by his subordinate just now, which was about a new shopping mall that He's opened in the center of Haicheng.This is not a small project, and it is also the first project given to him by the old man after He Yanhui came back, but He Yanhui only turned two pages and put it down, obviously he didn't take it to heart.
He Yanhui touched his ring finger, always feeling some inexplicable sadness in his heart.
This feeling has been especially common lately.
To be honest, from a rational point of view, He Yanhui doesn't believe that he can marry someone under any circumstances.
He was born without a father, and his mother was a very beautiful woman, but she was always depressed because of various failed love affairs.The uncles at the head of the family all followed their grandfather, and they were famous prodigal sons. He Yanhui had no concept of "partner" since he was a child.
He has lived alone since he was very young.He has his own housekeeper, servants, nutritionist, cook, bodyguard, tutor.
But there is no family.
He Yanhui's appearance didn't follow his mother too much, and he didn't inherit the melancholy and affection that only belonged to a blonde beauty.
As far as his indifferent and alienated temperament is concerned, he is exactly like the old man of the He family who has never met before.
He doesn't trust anyone around him, and he doesn't believe that any kind of relationship can last.
In He Yanhui's view, marriage is not a necessity, if it is useful, it is not impossible to have it.
He couldn't think of any possibility that he could take the initiative to accept a marriage.
Unless it was Ling Su and He Yan who frowned suddenly.
Forget it, he doesn't look like a scheming person either.
He almost subconsciously denied the possibility.
Maybe there is really a situation where you have to get married.
A knock on the door interrupted He Yanhui's thoughts, and he raised his head.
"Mr. He, Missy sent someone to ask if you can have dinner together tonight." A servant knocked on the door respectfully and asked in a low voice.
He Yanhui habitually caressed his ring finger, nodded after thinking for a while: "Go ahead."
After speaking, he stood up and walked to the cloakroom, and waved to Lu Yun, who was about to follow, to signal him not to follow.
He took out the neatly ironed white shirt from the closet and threw it on the velvet bench beside him. He Yan supported the closet and sighed heavily.
There is no reason for this constant heartache.
I can't control myself either.
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Ling Su refused the He family's driver's request to take him back to the hospital.
"I'm discharged from the hospital." Ling Su sat in the back seat, turned her head to look at the scenery flashing by outside the window, and announced her discharge from the hospital with a calm expression, "Take me home - don't need me to tell you the address .”
Hearing his statement, the driver smiled a little embarrassedly: "Is it the yard, or is it a new one you bought?"
When Ling Su heard about the new home, she felt a stab in her heart.
He clenched his fingers: "The yard is fine, thank you."
After staying in the hospital for a while, when she stood in front of the small courtyard again, Ling Su always felt like a lifetime away.
The house is dependent on people, and when Ling Su opened the door to enter, he remembered a sentence his grandfather once said.
At that time, grandma passed away, and grandpa moved out of their former home almost immediately, and rented the small yard that had been carefully arranged all his life to a couple.
"Every home has the smell of every home. It's raised. If everyone loses one, how can they continue to live in it?"
Every step is a memory, and every glance is a trace of living with that person.
Ling Su sat on the swing, looking lifeless, like a yard with ornaments.
All the flowers and trees here were planted by Ling Su himself, but after He Yan came back, most of the tasks of watering and turning the soil fell on him.
When He Yan returned home, he was always like a child who was eager to try. He had to fiddle with this and study it.Since he couldn't see with his own eyes, he had to drag Ling Su to accompany him.
Ling Su suddenly remembered the person he met today.
He is very polite, with the usual politeness of a superior, but his words are also very respectful - the kind towards strangers.
He asked Ling Su nicely, you have taken care of me for so long, what do you want?
If you don't lack money, what about the others?
You don't have to worry about your parents' careers, your younger brother's studies, and your grandpa's future medical care.If you feel a little unacceptable, do you want to go abroad to relax and calm down?
As long as Ling Su nods his head, he can spend the rest of his life lying in the heap of brocade embroidery without having to worry about life at all.
Even for his small coffee shop, He Yanhui has prepared a business start-up plan with hundreds of pages—as long as Ling Su signs it, a team with an average Ivy League graduate will run it for him.
Anything to become bigger and stronger to become an Internet celebrity, as long as he wants.
With He Yanhui's financial resources, he can afford anything.
But Ling Su didn't want anything.
He looked at that familiar face, trying hard to dig out a little trace of He Yanhui in his heart.
When Ling Su was in a trance for a moment, he even wanted to ask him, can you let my He Yan come back for a minute.
1 minute no, half a minute is enough.
Let him hug me.
Let me tell him we have a baby.As long as you hug me, I will be able to take him to live a good life.
As long as you hug me I can be strong.
But in the end, He Yanhui just stood up reservedly and sent him to the entrance of the room.
After watching Ling Su go down the stairs, he closed the door.
The voice was very deep, and when it hit Ling Su's eardrums, he almost fell forward.
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It's raining.
Ling Su was holding the rope of the swing in his hand, the rough texture made his palm ache.
The swing swayed and made a creaking sound, Ling Su raised her head, letting the cold rain slap her face, and then lowered down along her hair bit by bit
But now there are two of them.
Ling Su stood up in the rain, and when he entered the room, he was hit by the door frame and staggered.
Take care.
Ling Su took a towel to cover her head, dried her hair stiffly, then lay on her back on the bed wrapped in the towel, curled up into a small ball.
He wants to wait for his He Yan to come back.
Ling Su hugged He Yanhui's pillow, and the tears that had been held back for a day began to flow unscrupulously in the quiet and deserted place.
"He Yanhui" Ling Su's voice was buried in the pillow, a small murmur, like a child who couldn't find a home, "He Yanhui!"
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That day, Ling Su experienced his worst morning sickness.
Holding the edge of the bathtub, he knelt on the ground and almost vomited until he was about to suffocate.Tears flowed across his face, and he couldn't tell whether they were physical tears or his own hoarse crying.
Through the glass door, when Guan Muzhou rushed to Ling Su's house in the pouring rain, he heard the depressing heart-piercing inside before he walked in.
He stood still at the door, watching Ling Su collapse in the bathroom with slumped shoulders, always feeling pain in his heart.
Ling Su was never supposed to be like this.
This person faces the whole world with the utmost tenderness, and tries his best to make everyone around him live a happier life.
He obviously did nothing wrong, but suffered the most damage.
Guan Muzhou pushed the door open and went in, took off his soaked coat and put it aside, helped Ling Su up and patted him on the back: "It's okay, we won't cry, it's okay."
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"Yanhui has been back for a while, are you still used to living here?" On the other side of Haicheng, in the landscape restaurant on the highest floor of the building, He Xun put down the cup in his hand and asked He Yanhui who was opposite with a smile.
People in their circle have this kind of ability.
Even if there have been accidents that were serious enough to be life-threatening before, it was more than one time.But as long as it's not on the bright side, everyone can still eat quietly and drink happily, as if He Yan got off the plane and returned home a second later.
He Xun and He Yanhui sat opposite each other, both dressed very formally, it didn't look like a sibling dinner at all, it looked like a business meeting.
He Xun was wearing a long dark green dress that stretched the floor, with her shoulders and back exposed, and her hair pulled back. The not too low-key pearl accessories made her look very luxurious.
He Yan, who arrived early, watched her come in gracefully, and did not express anything other than standing up politely, without even lifting his eyelids.
"Do you still like today's dishes? They made them according to your previous eating habits."
He Yan looked back at the dishes on the table, but he didn't really have much appetite.
He shook his head slightly at the cup He Xun raised, and made a gentlemanly gesture of rejection: "I don't drink."
He Xun didn't mean to be slapped in the face, he changed his words in a good manner, put down the cup in his hand and replaced it with tea: "The green tea here is very good."
He Yan raised his eyebrows back, noncommittal.
The teacups in this house should be some old things. He Yanhui played with the Jiancup in his hand, watching it turn out a faint beautiful halo under the light, but he was still not interested.
It's not that I don't have energy, but I always feel that something is wrong.
"Have you recovered yet?" He Xun asked him, blinking his beautiful big eyes, looking very friendly.
In fact, when it comes to He Yanhui's physical condition, they should know better than He Yanhui himself.
He Yan nodded back: "It's almost better, and it won't affect work."
He Xun showed a very happy smile at the right time: "That's great, you must attend the ribbon-cutting of the building in a while."
The He family's business involves a wide range of businesses, but the old man is very careful, and what he distributes to the younger generation is only a small branch.
But He Xun has done well with this.
For He Yanhui, these industries in her hands are actually small things, and it is difficult for He Yanhui to pretend to be interested.
But since the other party sincerely extended the invitation, he doesn't mind going out for a walk as he is recuperating recently.
"Then it's settled." He Xun smiled and picked up a chopstick dish for He Yan, and there seemed to be some deep meaning in his eyes, "There will be a fashion show of my fashion brand that day, you can also watch it together. "
He Yanhui didn't take it too seriously, put down the chopsticks in his hand and nodded: "Yes."
Whether it's a catwalk show or not, it's just a way to kill some time for him anyway.