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Full of emotion filled Xia Chun's heart.

The end of her nose was sour from his familiar and masculine breath, and layers of mist appeared in her eye sockets in disappointment.

Although she knew Liang Shangjun's love for her, but she heard him so firmly say that wherever she is, he will be there.Even if it was hell, she had to follow her, and the inferiority and timidity in her heart were expelled from her soul by his affection at this moment.

She told herself to be stronger, she couldn't let him work hard alone, she wanted to work hard with him, fingers intertwined, walked through the thorns, and walked to the other shore of happiness.

The palm held by him turned over, held his big palm, and replaced words with actions.

Liang Shangjun's handsome face was full of joy, he bent down emotionally, kissed Bai Xi's forehead with warm thin lips, and said affectionately:

"Chunchun, my biggest wish now is to make you and my son happy. As long as you are happy, I will do anything."

This is his responsibility as a man, his life's responsibility.

He put his long arms around her shoulders, and took her head into his arms. Only at this moment did he really feel that his innocence was by his side.

From last night to now, this is the happiest time for him, the happiness in his heart is overflowing, all the worries, longings, pains and so on over the past month are all worth it.

Their eyes met, and they saw deep love in each other's eyes.

Liang Shangjun knew in his heart that Chunchun hadn't completely come out of the shadows, she just took a step, but this had moved him very much. He originally thought that it would take a while for Chunchun to come out.

In addition to being moved, it was more distressing. He regained the initiative, held her little hand in the palm of his hand, wrapped her in warmth, and told her with actions that no matter what time, he would be by her side.

Never give up, life and death go hand in hand!

Regarding Xia Chun's life experience, she didn't tell, and he didn't expose her scars. If possible, he even hoped to wash that memory from her mind.

In the evening, Liang Shangjun was supposed to accompany Xia Chun in the hospital, but Xia Chun insisted on driving him away. He didn't rest last night. Although he was energetic all day long, there was still a trace of tiredness between his brows.

In order not to worry her, he had to go back to her house and sleep comfortably.

The next morning, Liang Shangjun, Father Xia, and Su Yuhuan and his daughter went back to City A. Ling Fen and Aunt Zhu took care of Xia Chun in the hospital.

Liang Shangjun was afraid that he would be tired of fighting his mother, so he hired another nurse to help take care of the child.

He originally wanted to hire a confinement wife, but his mother-in-law and Aunt Zhu rejected the proposal as soon as he said it. In Ling Fen's words, she and Aunt Zhu can take good care of Chunchun and the baby. It is necessary to waste money and ask one more person to come back.

What's more, confinement sisters are not invited casually.

It is better to take care of yourself than to let others take care of you.

**

Liang Shangjun rushed to the police station as soon as he got off the plane.

According to his instructions, Bai Zihang went through the relevant procedures for Si Hanyu's release on medical parole, and Ouyang Moxuan also contacted Mike to confirm that the operation time would be next Monday.

Because some related examinations and treatments are needed before the operation, Si Hanyu needs to go abroad in advance, and the air ticket has already been booked.

When Liang Shangjun and Si Hanyu faced each other again, their moods were different from before.

Si Hanyu seemed to really let go of those grievances, the coldness and unwillingness in his eyes were gone, and there was only relaxation and clarity in his eyes.

Seeing the radiance on Liang Shangjun's face, he knew that he and Xia Chun had reconciled, and the brows and corners of his eyes were full of happiness, which he couldn't hide.

But he still asked:

"Is pure good?"

Liang Shangjun raised the corners of his mouth, evoked a happy smile, and said without concealment:

"she's fine!"

Hearing this, Si Hanyu pursed his lips in relief, stared at Liang Shangjun for a few seconds and then asked hesitantly:

"Can you go to the cemetery with me?"

The color of Liang Shangjun's eyes changed slightly, the smile on his face disappeared, and his eyes became serious. Si Hanyu's thin lips curled up in a serious arc, calmly waiting for his answer.

"of course can."

Liang Shangjun didn't take anyone with him, so he drove Si Hanyu to the cemetery by himself.

The afternoon sun was hitting the window glass fiercely, cutting off the hot and cold inside the car, and Si Hanyu was sitting in the passenger cab, his eyes resting on the mirror, looking at Liang Shangjun beside him who was concentrating on driving. .

He is still the same, he hasn't changed a bit for so many years, no matter what he does, people feel handsome, even if it is a simple car, he can drive with a noble temperament that is different from ordinary people.

Si Hanyu was in a daze for a moment, he remembered the scene when he first met Liang Shangjun.

At that time, he and Hanlin were still young, because of his father's work, they transferred to Liang Shangjun's school, and happened to be assigned to the same class.

As the squad leader, Liang Shangjun welcomed them warmly. At first sight, when he saw his warm and sincere eyes, he didn't like him.

Sure enough, from then on, when Liang Shangjun blocked all the light, a certain corner of his heart became darker and darker, and the seeds of resentment grew into vines of resentment. The vine of resentment took over his entire atrium.

"Liang Shangjun, don't you hate me?"

Si Hanyu's eyes moved away from the lens, and he looked sideways slightly, looking at him who was concentrating on driving.

Liang Shangjun did not turn his head, but concentrated on looking at the road ahead, and replied very calmly:

"You can let go, there is nothing I can't let go."

A self-deprecating smile appeared on Si Hanyu's lips. He was so right. The only person who was full of hatred from beginning to end was himself. Liang Shangjun hated him passively. He deliberately wanted to make him hate and make him hurt. .

"Aren't you afraid that I will take this opportunity to kill you?"

His complexion suddenly changed, and a strangeness flashed across his narrow eagle eyes.

Liang Shangjun slowed down, turned his head to look at him, then turned his head to observe the road conditions, and said as if he knew him well:

"you will not!"

"Why, do you think I can't kill you?"

"You can't bear it!"

The corner of Liang Shangjun's mouth curled into a playful smile.

This was what Bai Zihang used to tease him. At that time, he felt that what Bai Zihang said was nonsense, but now that he thought about it, Si Hanyu was really reluctant to let him die.

He always wanted to kill him, but rushed to save him when his life was in danger. He really didn't want him to die. If he died, he would have no one to resent, and life would be no fun.

Si Hanyu smiled coldly, nodded and said:

"Yes, I don't want you to die. If you die, I have no goal."

His goal was to beat him, to torture him.

He is bt, I hate and love him at the same time.

Liang Shangjun brought a bottle of wine, three cups, and a plate of spiced peanuts. Han Lin, the boss of the tombstone, was still young and handsome.

The wind blew, the scorching sun reflected from the green shade, and the golden light swayed in the direction of the wind, making the photo on the tombstone more sunny and handsome.

Liang Shangjun squatted in front of the tombstone, poured a bottle of wine into three glasses, just finished pouring the wine, the wine in the three glasses was very different, he handed one of the glasses to Si Hanyu, and held the other glass himself, Yang smiled and said:

"Hanlin, Hanyu and I came to see you. This is the first time we two have come to see you together. We haven't drank wine or eaten spiced peanuts together for many years. You must be very hungry, right? Smell No scent, these peanuts are not bought, you Hanyu made them yourself."

He turned his head to look at Si Hanyu, and saw that he was suppressing his emotions, his handsome facial features were tense, his thin lips were slightly trembling, and he knew that he was sad.

He reached out and picked up a peanut bean, and shouted with a smile:

"Hanyu, continue!"

As soon as the words fell, the peanuts in his hand were thrown high in his direction. Si Hanyu regained his senses in an instant, tilted his head, opened his mouth slightly, and the peanuts that fell from the sky fell into his mouth precisely.

He picked up another peanut and threw it into his mouth, stretched his legs and sat down on the hot floor.

Seeing this, Si Hanyu pursed his lips and smiled, and sat down on the floor, imitating Liang Shangjun, with his long legs stretched lazily, and the two sat in front of the tombstone, one left and one right, looked at each other with a smile, and raised their glasses at the same time .

When the cups were about to touch each other, Si Hanyu withdrew his hand again, and said in a low voice:

"Wait a moment."

Changing the wine glass to the other hand, he picked up the glass of wine on the ground and said happily to Mr. Liang:

"Come on, cheers!"

"cheers!"

Liang Shangjun responded with a handsome smile, and the three crystal cups collided at the same time, and the clear and long sound resounded in the silent cemetery...

Si Hanyu withdrew his hand, turned his head to look at his dearest brother on the tombstone, withdrew his expression, a trace of sadness and self-blame crept up his brows, and said softly:

"Hanlin, you won't be alone for a long time, maybe, I will come to accompany you soon."

If he hadn't had evil thoughts in his heart, he wouldn't have harmed his own brother.

Liang Shangjun frowned slightly, watching Si Hanyu pour a glass of wine in front of the tombstone, but when he was about to drink another glass of wine, he reached out and clasped his wrist, saying in a deep voice:

"Hanyu, you can't drink now."

Si Hanyu frowned, with a trace of displeasure on his face, as soon as he struggled with his hands, Liang Shangjun also increased his strength, staring at him with deep eyes, and said seriously:

"I'll have a drink with you when you recover from the surgery."

"Liang Shangjun, why are you such a mother-in-law? Isn't it just a glass of wine? Why can't I drink it?"

"You can't drink now."

Liang Shangjun had a sullen face, and Si Hanyu frowned stubbornly. The two of them were in a stalemate. They tried all kinds of strength with their hands, but they couldn't subdue each other. As soon as he went black, the strength in his hands dropped sharply.

The cup fell to the ground and shattered!

There was a crisp sound, and the wine splashed around with the glass pieces...

A look of pain flashed across Si Hanyu's face, and the next second he couldn't bear it and fell down on the tombstone.

"Hanyu!"

Liang Shangjun's eyes changed, he dropped the wine glass in his hand, stepped forward to help him in a panic, shouted twice in a row but there was no response, he squatted down without hesitation, skillfully pulled his hands on his shoulders, and put one arm around him He stood up with his back on his back, quickly ran down the steps, and ran towards the car he parked at the door.