Lightning Marriage

After sending Jian ran away, Xiao Qinghe comes back and sits in the living room.

He fixed his complicated eyes on a certain place. After watching for a long time, he took a deep breath and hit the tea table with a fist. His eyes were filled with anger.

He was wronged to be a son. His father was seriously injured and left in exile. After so many years of life as death, he did not know the situation at all.

If his father didn't find him on his own initiative this time, he would never have known that his father was still alive.

At that time, my father's figure was so straight and straight, his eyebrows and eyes were so vigorous, and his father's body was upright

However, these years, my father is so humble, no dignity to live

Live like a man, live a ghost like a ghost Even his own son did not recognize his father when he saw him.

Thinking of his father's sufferings over the years, Xiao Qinghe slapped his hand hard on his face, hating that he was so useless. His father had suffered so many years outside, but he couldn't do anything.

One slap is not enough, and Xiao Qinghe slapped himself two times. It seems that only in this way can he feel better.

After a long time, Xiao Qinghe slowly got up and went to the study.

When he came to the door of the study, he raised his hand and held the handle. When he twisted it, he suddenly stopped his movement.

He looked up and took a deep breath, trying to calm down his inner feelings, until he felt that he could face the people in the study with his usual mentality, and then he turned the doorknob.

After opening the door, his eyes fell on the desk in the study for the first time.

In front of his desk sat a man whose hair was more than half white and whose face had obvious burn marks. His facial scars were so serious that he could hardly recognize his original appearance.

Not only his face was burned, but also his back was hunched. He was tall and thin. He looked like he was eighty or ninety years old. It seemed that he had experienced countless vicissitudes before he became what he is today.

However, his real age is not 60 years old. Years have left too many traces on his whole body to make him look dozens of years old.

"Dad --"

it's so simple that it can't be simpler, but it's almost exhausted Xiao Qinghe's whole strength to shout out such a simple word.

But his shouts did not get the response of the old man. His eyes were fixed on the computer screen and blinked for several seconds.

Xiao Qinghe did not call him again, but slowly walked to his side, looking at the computer screen on the desk.

The screen is simple, simple smile, every move, are clearly replayed.

In between, Xiao Qinghe installed a surveillance camera in the living room, the purpose is to record her today, let their father miss her, can see her at any time.

Accompanied by Xiao Yuanfeng for a long time, Xiao Qinghe resisted the pain in his heart and tried to say, "Dad, you've been watching for a long time. Let's pause and have a rest for a while, OK?"

"But it's my daughter..." Xiao Yuanfeng didn't seem to hear Xiao Qinghe's words. He pointed to Jian ran in the screen and said with a smile, "look, her eyes look like her mother, but her eyebrows look like me."

"It's not just your eyebrows, it's like you in a lot of places." Xiao Qinghe had no choice but to smile bitterly for a while, and followed his father.

Jane ran was born and grew up in Jane's family. Their father was born in Jane's family, and then disappeared. He couldn't hold his own child.

For this child, Xiao Yuanfeng did not watch her birth, did not accompany her to grow up, she was born of his beloved, their mother and daughter have suffered so much over the years, he naturally takes more care of her than Xiao Qinghe.

Two people said, tears from the corner of Xiao Yuanfeng's eyes, drop by drop, blurred his eyes.

His eyes can't see clearly the simplicity in the computer screen, but he can see clearly in his heart. His daughter has many similarities with him.

"Dad, don't do that. You come back to us. You can see Ranran and me at any time in the future. " Xiao Qinghe looks at his father. Every time he looks at his father's face, his heart is very tight.

Especially when he saw his father's tears, Xiao Qinghe couldn't bear it any more. His anger was like a flood, but he couldn't find a place to vent his anger.

Shen Wenyuan, who caused his father to become like this, is dead. They can't find Qin Xiaobao, who has nothing to do with the incident at that time.

Xiao Yuanfeng didn't say anything, but he was full of tears, as if he wanted to drain the tears he had endured for more than 20 years.

"Dad -" Xiao Qinghe called his father, trying to persuade him not to cry, but did not know how to open his mouth to persuade him.

My father had been thinking about the daughter he had never held.

These days, he can only look at Jane from a distance, call to listen to her voice.

Today, it is understandable that Xiao Qinghe can see his daughter at such a close distance, hear her voice and father's excited mood."Ran Ran --" Xiao Yuanfeng wiped a tear, shaking his hands to touch the computer screen, palms pasted on Jian Ran's face.

Clearly is the cold computer screen, and then touch the cheek of Jian ran, Xiao Yuanfeng seems to be able to feel the temperature of Jian ran.

"She's my daughter, she's my daughter, she's my daughter, she's my child..."

He kept repeating this sentence, his lips trembling slightly with every word he bit.

"Dad -" besides calling dad, Xiao Qinghe really doesn't know what else he can say.

In the past twenty years, his father has been living a dark day, and he would like to suffer for his father.

"Qinghe, do you think you will recognize me as a father?" Xiao Yuanfeng took back his hand as if frightened, and covered his face with both hands, "no, no, no I can't let her see me like this. I can't scare her

Xiao Qinghe rushed to catch Xiao Yuanfeng's hands and said, "Dad, don't do this. You heard that just now, but you said, no matter what you become, you are her father, and she will never deny you. "

"No, I don't want to scare her. You don't want her to know that I exist. " Xiao Yuanfeng looked around and pushed Xiao Qinghe to hide under the desk. "Don't let her find me. I don't want him to find me."

Xiao Qinghe squatted down and took Xiao Yuanfeng's hand and comforted him: "Dad, Jane is your own daughter and my sister. I know her better than you do. She is eager for family affection."

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