Chapter 98
The trees are shaded, and the chirping of birds can be heard from time to time. I saw a small courtyard with rose bushes growing everywhere.

Red, white and a little goose yellow, accompanied by birdsong in the distance, and a slight breeze, lifted the petals that fell on the trail.

And I saw the back of a slender man standing among the roses all over the courtyard, bending over to trim the branches, every move reveals the man's concentration.

The man is handsome, with a sharp side profile and a sharp look. He wears a pair of thin-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, but under the lenses, there are a pair of extremely focused eyes, which are indeed gentle.

Next to it is a small pond, and a pair of fishing rods that have been launched into the water are still placed on the bank.

The picture of the whole yard is a warm and soothing atmosphere.

However, at this moment, there was only the sound of a heavy object falling into the water, and the fish in the pond that were about to take the bait were also frightened by the sound and ran away.

The pruning movements of the man's hands also stopped, the gentleness in his eyes disappeared, all emotions were restrained, and he looked towards the source of the sound.

I saw a seven or eight-year-old boy appearing from the other side of the pond at some point, holding a big stone in his hand, looking straight at the man, and was about to continue throwing it into the pond water.

Seeing the person coming, the man just glanced lightly, looked away, put down the scissors in his hand, picked up the handkerchief and wiped the lens, ignored those, turned and walked towards the pavilion.

Seeing that the man ignored him, the little boy threw the stone in his hand into the water again with some atmosphere.

Hearing another fierce sound of water, the man sat in the pavilion, unmoved at all, lifted the teapot on the stone table in front of him, and poured a cup.

If it weren't for the coldness in his eyes from time to time, he would really look like a gentle and aristocratic child.

He put down his teacup, fixed his gaze on a familiar invitation letter with red background and gold border on the table, stretched out his hand to open the invitation letter, and the first thing he saw was the name Su Shaoyun.

Su Shaoyun's eyes were slightly deep, and he threw the invitation letter on the table indifferently, with uncertain emotions on his face, showing no signs of happiness or anger.

Just when he didn't know what he was thinking of, and some irritability appeared on his face.

With a sweep of his gaze, he saw the boy who was still in the distance just now. At this time, he no longer knew when he ran to the flower bush he was standing on just now, and he still picked a few blooming flowers in his hand.

"what are you doing?"

The boy was having fun when he suddenly heard a cool male voice behind him.

Turning around, he saw Su Shaoyun standing behind him at some unknown time, staring at him quietly.

No, it was looking at the flowers in his hand.

The boy shook his hand, and the flowers fell to the ground, and he said nervously, "Father..."

Su Shaoyun didn't respond, but bent down and picked up the flowers from the ground, and gently patted the dust on the petals.

And this silent attitude made the boy even more nervous, as if the naughty energy of throwing stones just now was swept away.

Finally, after Su Shaoyun cleaned up the flowers, he shifted his gaze to the boy, but unlike the atmosphere between most fathers and sons, his eyes only had a sense of alienation and indifference.

It seemed that the person standing in front of him at this moment was not the child whose blood was thicker than water with his own, but any ordinary stranger.

"I should have told you before, you are not allowed to come in and out here casually, have you forgotten?"

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the boy became a little nervous, "But, mother... told me that I can play here."

Su Shaoyun heard the mother's words in the boy's mouth, and there was no emotion in his eyes, "Then you mean that you will only listen to your mother's words, right?"

"Since you listen to her so much, why don't you take her surname from now on, not Su Qing, but Lin Qing, how about that?"

Ordinary families would also say such words to tease the children, but this kind of words, coming out of Su Shaoyun's mouth at this moment, really carried a sense of serious questioning.

It seems that as long as Su Qing nods his head in the next second, he will immediately implement this proposal.

After all, Su Qing was still young, she was at a loss for a moment when Su Shaoyun said these words suddenly, she stood there in a daze, not knowing how to reply for a long time.

Seeing that it was almost finished, Su Shaoyun didn't want to talk too much, so he looked away, and was about to turn around and leave.

However, at this moment, I only heard a sharp female voice from a distance, "Why, my son just picked a few broken flowers, are you going to drive him out of the house?"

As soon as Su Qing heard this voice, her nervousness disappeared, as if she saw a savior, she called to the woman who was walking, "Mother."

Lin Qian was wearing a long black dress, her long curly hair was tied up, and her eyebrows and eyes were quite delicate, but when she spoke, she was somewhat sharp.

"Su Shaoyun, don't forget, this is also your son."

Lin Qian raised her eyes to look at the roses all around her, a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes, then she turned to Su Shaoyun who was standing aside, "Could it be possible, do you really plan to stay in this yard all your life and live a lonely life? "

Su Shaoyun didn't make a sound, as if he couldn't hear Lin Qian's words at all, he went straight to the pond and threw the flowers into the water.

Lin Qian looked at the way the man in front of her completely ignored her again, and felt a strong sense of humiliation.

The anger made her forget for a moment what kind of personality the person in front of her was, and she said indiscriminately: "I think that even if you stay here forever, your little niece will never come back. There has been no news for so many years, don't worry about it." What happened to..."

Before she could finish her words, she just felt that the man who was not warm just now had suddenly reached out and grabbed her throat before she finished speaking.

The strength did not leave a trace of emotion at all, and it directly made Lin Qian feel suffocated very clearly.

Su Shaoyun's eyes were slightly cold, as if what he was holding was not his wife, but a passerby that he hated to the extreme.

Just as the two were stalemate, they suddenly heard Su Qing's crying from the side. Su Shaoyun's hand suddenly loosened, and Lin Qian collapsed on the ground, coughing violently.

Su Qing hurriedly ran to Lin Qian's side, crying and calling Lin Qian.

Su Shaoyun looked coldly at the "touching" mother and son on the ground, took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the hand that pinched Lin Qian just now.

The thin lenses concealed the sharpness of his eyes. He raised his foot and just took a step forward when he saw Lin Qian, who had slowed down, shrink back subconsciously.

"Are you afraid?"

Su Shaoyun asked lightly, not seeing the sudden chill just now.

"Now that you know you're afraid, don't provoke me like this next time," said Su Qing, who was on the sidelines, "Don't try to use your child to have anything to do with me."

"I told you a long time ago that if I really need a child, it doesn't have to be yours, right?"

Lin Qian's face turned pale with these words, her previous aggressiveness was completely defeated in Su Shaoyun's few words.

For so many years, the coldness in the bones of the person in front of him seems to have never faded away with the passage of time.

The increase day after day, the alienation day after day, and now, she has become a real stranger with her.

The man Su Shaoyun stood up with a calm face, as if what he just said was very normal to him.

Turning around to leave, Lin Qian's unwilling voice came from behind her: "Su Shaoyun, if I hadn't said that to Su Jin back then, would you have been half-sincere to me?"

Su Shaoyun stood firm, not because of Lin Qian's words, but simply because the name Su Jin hadn't been mentioned for a long time.

Before his eyes appeared again, on the eve of his original wedding, Su Jin pulled him over and asked with a serious face: "Uncle, do you really like that Miss Lin?"

As she said that, she also sneakily talked to him: "I've inquired, and that Miss Lin is not what she appears to be at all. There are all kinds of spoiled and domineering. Uncle, don't be fooled by her."

Su Shaoyun didn't remember what he said at the time. He was trapped at the time, as long as there was a marriage, he could tide over the difficulties. He didn't care whether Li Qian was beautiful or ugly, as long as the wedding went on smoothly. up.

I don't know if I saw his thoughts, but I just remember the last sentence Su Jin said to him at that time: "Uncle, if you don't like her, don't marry her, you will all be unhappy."

not happy?

The child still said it too lightly, it was just a marriage of interests, originally as long as both parties abide by the rules and get what they want, they can live in peace for a lifetime.

However, Lin Qian had extra thoughts, crossed that line, meddled in things she shouldn't have meddled in, and hurt Su Shaoyun's child who had been protecting her for half her life.

Feelings?
How could it be possible for the two of them, who were filled with resentment, to gain something that they never had before.

The man raised his footsteps and walked towards the distance, leaving only Lin Qian with an extremely cold back.

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