Rebirth of the entertainment industry and the return of the queen

Chapter 993
She sat down slowly opposite him.

The girl back then has become an old lady with silver hair, her petal-like lips are no longer smooth, and her beauty is no longer beautiful.But this does not hinder her current beauty, which is a kind of tranquility and calmness born from the long-term nourishment, which is more rare than natural beauty.

There are thousands of old ladies in this world, but she is still the most beautiful one.

Pei Ziheng looked at her, slightly absent-minded.It could be seen that Li Lei was very kind to her, he didn't let her do any heavy work, and he didn't suffer any grievances.He was a little relieved, but also a little bit unwilling, all kinds of emotions were intertwined, and the taste was unpredictable.

The servant came up and asked her what to drink.

She said, "Thank you, rose tea."

He said softly, "After so many years, your taste still hasn't changed." He doesn't drink coffee alcohol, but likes light warm water and flower and fruit tea, which is very nourishing, and he thinks she can probably live a long time.

She just smiled and said, "I've been free these years, so I'll pick flowers and soak them myself." The children have grown up and each has their own lives. big hobby.After a pause, she said, "If you like it, I'll send you some when I get home."

He said yes softly.

The two, who haven't seen each other for many years, obviously left such deep and colorful traces in each other's lives, but when they really face each other, they seem to have nothing to say.After a moment of silence, she was the first to break the silence: "Why do you still live here? The old house is not good for your health. You should move to a more suitable place."

"I love it here," he said.

When he said this, his voice was hoarse, and he looked at her with deep and gentle eyes.

She lowered her head slightly.

She knew in her heart why he liked this place, because this house was decorated and designed by her, had experienced so many ups and downs, and carried so many memories between the two of them.

"Pei Ziheng." She called his name softly, her voice was no longer clear and melodious as when she was young, but it had a hoarse and charming charm.The tip of the tongue spit out these words lightly, like a sigh.

What can she say?

Decades have passed in a lifetime, and he is still chasing the phantoms of the good old days, immersed in old dreams for a lifetime, does she still expect him to wake up at this time?My heart is sour and sad. The older a person is, the more he understands the value of family and children, but he is high and alone, and at the age of 92, he has nothing.

Would he be much happier in this life without her?
She picked up the rose tea brought by the servant and took a sip, hiding the emotion in her eyes.

He looked at her tenderly, as if he didn't think as much as she did, and he didn't seem so sentimental. "Is the rose tea still delicious?" He asked her, "The things you like are always prepared at home. Every once in a while, the servants will throw away the expired ones and replace them with new ones."

Her nose was sour.

How shameful, how old are you, how can you cry when you are a guest at someone else's house?

She suppressed her bitterness and chatted with him, and said a lot of homely things, such as the weather, such as diet, and how her litter of cats grew up, and how she found her cat life partner...

It seems that we talked a lot, but we didn't seem to talk about anything.

He was half paralyzed and couldn't sit for a long time, so he drove away without leaving her for dinner: "It's getting late, you go back earlier, don't make your family wait in a hurry."

She was startled: "I live abroad, and there are no planes at this time."

He said: "Then I'll ask someone to find a room for you, and I won't send you back when you go back tomorrow."

She didn't expect his attitude to be so firm. It's so strange. He was the one who asked her to come here. Why did he rush to chase her away after a short chat? "Pei Ziheng..." Her voice was soft and she didn't know what to say.

Pei Ziheng smiled at her: "Go back, my little girl."

She was obviously an old lady with silver hair, but in his eyes, she was always the most beautiful scenery.He watched her get up, and staggered out of the tea room with the help of the servants. Suddenly, she was covered in cold sweat, unable to hold on any longer, and fell headfirst on the sofa cushions.

Why doesn't he want to stay with her for a while?
Why don't you want to drink tea and gossip with her, and spend time together?
However, he couldn't, his body had stretched to the limit, and his straight waist couldn't hold it any longer.He didn't want her to see the slightest bit of oldness and sickness in him, not at all.He is so strong, even when the fire of life is faltering, he still has to maintain an invincible posture in front of the woman he loves deeply.

She was the little girl in his memory.

And he, I wish he could always be a strong and reliable mountain in her heart.

The servant walked into the tea room and saw him hunched over on the sofa. He was shocked and put him back on the bed in the bedroom, and invited a doctor to treat him.The doctor looked solemn and put down the stethoscope: "Pei Dong, you are too brave. This time you insist on sitting on the sofa and drinking tea like a normal person, which has exhausted your physical strength. You will need to stay in bed for the next few days. You can't go anywhere. go, you know?"

He didn't care what the doctor said at all, waved his hand, and let them out like flying flies.

After all, the doctor didn't dare to disobey his order, bowed slightly, and backed away.

Pei Ziheng was lying on the bed, looking out the window, feeling empty in his heart, as if a big piece had been dug out by someone.He wanted to raise his hand, but he didn't have any strength, so he had to bend his fingers with great effort, so that the old and rough fingertips were against the palm. ——When he handed Xia Ling the teaspoon just now, his fingertips touched her hand inadvertently.

What a beautiful and tender touch.

How nostalgic.

He knew that meeting this time was probably the last time the two met in this life. After all, he would get nothing and keep nothing. Gradually drift away.

Pei Ziheng slowly closed his eyes.

At night, he had a long dream.

Dreamed that when he was young, he met her for the first time, under the brilliant irises, he stretched out his hand to that unbelievably beautiful girl—Xiao Ling, go, I will take you home.

He dreamed of their home then.

When he took her home for the first time, it was his habitual residence when he was young—the best house in the Pei family's ancestral house complex, which was the inheritance of the long family line and was exclusively for successive families to live in.

He took her hand and walked in with the servants' welcome.

When she first arrived, the little girl in the palm of her hand was a little timid. She carefully looked around and saw so many exquisite decorations and respectful servants. She didn't even know where to put her hands and feet, and quietly walked towards him. Get closer.

"Mother Zhou, this is Xia Ling," he introduced her to the servant, "clean up a room for her, and she will live here for a long time. According to the standard, refer to Miss Pei's family."

Mother Zhou gave her a surprised look, agreed, and raised her head to Pei Ziheng and said, "Sir, Miss Jing Yu is here and is waiting for you in the small lounge on the second floor."

　This is yesterday's second update. Yingying is going to accompany her mother to the adults today. I don't know when I will be free to write an article. You should check it out at 8 o'clock in the evening. If there is no update, you can read it the next morning.
　　
　
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