Black-bellied husband, don't be too bad

Chapter 398 Rainy Days Are Best for Crying

An Qiyu still hesitated to directly tell the truth about Chu Ci's life experience, so she decided to ask Chu Ci out first.

After seeking Chu Ci's opinion, Fu Heng reluctantly agreed.

Mu Xiuchen didn't play with Mianmian these days.

Mianmian didn't even mention it.

This day Mian Mian was sitting in the living room drawing, when Chu Ci brought her fruit, she muttered: "Your Uncle Mu hasn't shown up these days."

Mianmian smeared on the canvas with an oil paintbrush: "Uncle Mu said he was going abroad for a while."

"Oh!"

Chu Ci took a sip of water and didn't express much.

She doesn't have a good impression of Mu Xiuchen, but it's not that she won't keep in touch with each other forever.

Mianmian finished drawing the house and said, "He must have gone to find Aunt Mu."

Chu Ci almost spit out a mouthful of water: "Did he say that?"

"I guessed it." Mian Mian said seriously, "He said he was going abroad to find someone, so I guess he must be looking for Aunt Mu!"

Chu Ci didn't speak anymore.

She knelt down and looked at Mianmian's painting: "What are you painting!"

"I drew a big house, and our family of four lived in it, and it's cute, look, mom."

Chu Ci glanced at it and praised, "The painting is really good."

Mianmian is talented in art, and is good at painting and piano.

Although Chu Ci has no intention of comparing her children with other people's children, she still hopes that her children can be versatile.

Mian Mian took down the drawn paper, pointed to the other one and said, "This is for Xia Zhiwei, her mother gave birth to a little sister for her the day before yesterday."

This should be a friend she met in kindergarten.

Mianmian counted with her fingers: "There are four people in our family, and Xia Zhiwei's family also has four people. Mom, I also want a little sister."

She has a lot of beautiful clothes, and then a lot of beautiful dolls, and no one to share, so she wants a sister, so she can play with her.

Chu Ci covered her face: "Little sister is not something you can have if you want it."

Mianmian blinked her eyes a little confused: "Can't you buy one back?"

Chu Ci laughed: "Little sister didn't buy it!"

"How did that come about?"

Chu Ci pursed her lips: "In the future, when mother has a little sister, you will know."

Although Fu Heng just mentioned it casually, Chu Ci calmed down and thought about it. She is 28 years old now, not considered an advanced maternal age, but it is quite difficult for her to have a child.

The horrible experience of bleeding when she gave birth to Baozi was still deeply imprinted in her mind, and she is still a little scared even now.

But Fu Heng is right about one thing, if Mianmian chooses to go back to Mu Xiuchen in the future, the little padded jacket around her is gone, and if Baozi gets a wife and forgets his mother in the future, it will be quite pitiful to think about it.

So Chu Ci thought about it, and put the second child plan on the agenda.

She was discharged from the hospital in mid-July and stayed at home for more than a month, and it is now September.

It was still raining lightly on the day An Qiyu asked her out, Chu Ci took a bouquet of white chrysanthemums to the cemetery and saw that An Qiyu was already standing in front of Chu Tianhua's tombstone.

She was dressed in a long black dress, with a dignified and serious expression.

Chu Ci walked over, put the white chrysanthemum in front of Chu Tianhua's tombstone, and said softly, "Mrs. An."

An Qiyu's eyes were full of tears: "I'm sorry for him, I'm really sorry for him."

Chu Ci didn't understand, so she was stunned for a while and said, "Madam An?"

"If I could come back sooner, your father wouldn't be in a dead end."

She thought that she could give up that relationship and never regret it in the future, but in fact, after so many years, she was still worried.

Chu Tianhua was her first love. Although she was very poor at that time, she was very happy.

But she was still dissatisfied, thinking that she would be happier only if she gained fame and wealth.

Chu Ci didn't know how to comfort her, so she could only say: "Dad, he was forced by others at that time, and he made such a choice out of necessity. You don't have to blame yourself too much."

An Qiyu couldn't hide the sadness on his face.

Finally, she took out a handkerchief and wiped away her tears, and the two of them stood in front of the tombstone in silence.

Autumn rain is pattering down.

Year after year passed.

Some people who passed away never came back.

On the other side of the cemetery, Sheng Xuan in a black windbreaker silently watched the people there, and he didn't go forward to disturb them.

Lin Xi said that it is good to let him watch from a distance, and don't bother him any more.

He also didn't dare to appear in front of Chu Ci rashly, for fear of irritating Chu Ci, he couldn't bear the consequences.

I don't know how long I waited, but Sheng Xuan walked to the tombstone after Chu Ci and An Qiyu left.

He presented the flowers he had brought, then bent his knees and knelt in front of Chu Tianhua's tombstone.

Autumn rain mixed with cold wind fell on his hair, face, and shoulders.

"Dad, am I wrong?"

Chu Tianhua is a gentle and refined person, he never used fists to educate children, but would reason with them and let them understand the truth.

He is also like this, gentle and polite, that's why he quickly accumulated so many contacts. Even Fu Mingchuan, who is an important figure in the business world, praised Chu Tianhua.

It's a pity that Sheng Xuan didn't learn any of his style of doing things.

The autumn rain fell linglingly, but no one answered.

Sheng Xuan covered her face and knelt in front of the tombstone, her eyes were hot and humid: "She doesn't want to see me now, she runs away when she sees me, and I don't dare to meet her, I don't want to disturb, but I can't let go. "

Sometimes, he just resented the unfairness of God, and also resented the stupid things his biological father did back then.

If those things hadn't happened, he would still be the young master of the Sheng family, enjoying an incomparably noble life.

But by accident, he was adopted by the Chu family.

During that period of ignorance and ignorance, Chu Ci was always taking care of him. Without maternal love, as things went on like this, the original family affection in his heart changed somewhat.

But the education he received since he was a child made him have to suppress his feelings.

In the end, it slowly turned into a deformed love.

Sheng Xuan kept talking to himself, because no one saw him, so his tears were kept unscrupulously.

It is said that rainy days are the best time to cry, because you can easily explain that it is rain falling into tears.

Sheng Xuan hadn't cried for a long time, so long that he thought he would never shed tears in his life, but in the end Chu Ci's words were like a sharp knife that mercilessly pierced into the deepest part of his heart.

"Dad, if only you were alive."

Then he and Chu Ci wouldn't become what they are now.

In the past, when he quarreled with Chu Ci, Chu Tianhua would mediate it. Although it was Chu Ci's fault most of the time, most of the time he pulled his face down and apologized.

At that time, Chu Ci was a little princess, the kind who was praised to heaven.

But now, their relationship has broken down to such an extent that he wants to lower his face and apologize, but he has no chance.

This morning, Sheng Xuan came from City A. There was supposed to be a board meeting in the morning, but he turned it down.

Sheng Zhongyao was very angry, and no one answered the phone.

Later Lin Suxin told him that today is Chu Tianhua's death day, and he went back to Yicheng.

Only then did Sheng Zhongyao calm down his anger.

In Sheng Xuan's heart, this biological father is ten thousand points inferior to his adoptive father. After all, he was living abroad at the beginning, which was also caused by Sheng Zhongyao, and at that time he stood out for Sheng Minghuan and caused a big incident. Sheng Zhongyao But for the sake of being wise and safe, he ignored him, and directly wanted to let him go as cannon fodder. Once these layers of relationships were superimposed, it was even less likely that the relationship between the two of them would be so close.

Driving back to Xinghe Yayuan, Sheng Xuan opened the door but saw Lin Xi cleaning up in his house. Seeing Sheng Xuan coming back all wet, she hurriedly said, "I'll get you a towel."

Sheng Xuan took her towel and said calmly, "Why are you here?"

Lin Xi bit her lip shyly: "Didn't you say that I can live here in the future?"

"Did I say that?" Sheng Xuan didn't seem to care too much: "I forgot."

Lin Xi's eyes suddenly turned red, and she bit her lip tightly, not letting her tears flow down.

Sure enough, what a man said in bed is the easiest to forget.

She stood there at a loss, and finally sniffed: "I'll make you a bowl of ginger tea."

Sheng Xuan's words are often very hurtful, and I don't know whether it is intentional or unintentional, but such a soft and casual sentence is like a sharp knife stabbing your heart precisely, causing you pain Immediately unable to breathe.

Lin Xi had been by his side for quite some time, and actually knew him better than herself, and knew that his words hurt others, but at that time she didn't care as much as she does now.

Once a woman donates her body and bears the brand of this man, she feels that she belongs to him, and he should treat her well, after all, it is her precious first time.

But Sheng Xuan lightly told her, forget, don't remember.

When cutting ginger in the kitchen, Lin Xi's tears kept streaming because the ginger was too spicy, and his eyes were blurred, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

She suddenly felt that she was very contemptuous, and she posted it when he needed comfort the most, thinking that he would be able to keep the clouds open and see the moonlight, but the fact now is that people don't take her seriously at all.

Maybe it's the same as his previous girlfriends, they are all used to relieve loneliness, and kicked off if they don't like it.

Lin Xi can be slick and tough in business, but she is still a complete novice in love.I don't know what to do, I don't know what method to use, the only thing I can use is my heart.

But it happened that he met Sheng Xuan, a man who never disdained other people's sincerity.

But no matter what, ginger tea still needs to be boiled.

When the ginger tea was ready, Sheng Xuan also took a bath. He lay on the big bed in the master bedroom, resting with his eyes closed.

Lin Xi walked over, and said in a soft, gentle voice, "Drink some ginger tea to prevent colds."

Sheng Xuan didn't even open his eyes, and smiled with the corners of his lips: "Guess who I saw today?"

(End of this chapter)