Lord Qin Tricks Sweet Wife

I'm afraid wenzhizhi didn't even think about it until he died. It turned out that he was so angry that he fainted. She lay quietly on the hospital bed, still hanging a drop in her hand. There was no one in the ward. It was like an independent world, and she was the only one in this world.

Lonely and lonely.

Wen's father went to the intensive care unit to see her mother. Wenzhizhi heard from the nurse that when her mother came out. My father, a man of iron and steel, knelt down beside his mother in front of the medical staff, crying tears and snot.

"Dad, I know. Don't think too much about it. It doesn't matter to me. It's just an accident this time. You and mom need to take good care of yourself. I'll have a good talk with him, OK

Don't want to share his so-called entanglement to him, let him worry about himself.

She looked at Wen's father and listened to him say so, and her anger disappeared. She didn't want her father to worry, and he said, but she didn't know what to say. Can only be stupefied to look at his father, but found that he is old. The frosty white of the temples now looks so obvious, but there is a faint look of weariness between the eyebrows and eyes, and the wrinkles on the face.

He said, "so I just want to tell you that many things are not absolute. Qin Hanze, a child I have observed for a long time, is indeed a good one, so I can trust you to him. "

"I don't know if you've read a report about a couple who don't quarrel and a couple who quarrel a lot, after their experimental demonstration. Found out that in fact, quarreling husband and wife, often more deeply emotional

"There is no absoluteness in everything, even if there is no better relationship between lovers and couples. Sometimes in life, we can't avoid quarrels. Do you know why that is? It's not because they don't get along with each other, but sometimes quarrels are a way to increase feelings

As he said this, he gently touched her head, and a tender smile appeared in his eyes.

"I'm going to teach you today about love. It is inevitable to quarrel with each other. It is because of the difference in status and ideology that determines how you think about problems. I believe you have a feeling for that. "

She looked up at her father's eyes and didn't seem to understand the purpose of his request.

So she said, sobbing in a low voice, her eyes swollen to the size of a walnut. Wenfu looked at her like this, but with a sigh, he said to her, "Zhizhi, look up at me."

"Dad, I really, really hurt, that kind of pain. I really can't imagine what I would be like if something happened to mom and you. What's more, he treated me like that at that time. I really don't know what to do

Red in the eyes. He is also the first time, so straightforward to express his emotions, in front of his daughter, the first time to comfort her.

"I know, I know. Don't feel bad. What has no ups and downs, people's life is not smooth and smooth, there are ups and downs to temper will understand more. So sometimes don't be knocked down by this setback. Don't be sad. Dad is still there

"I didn't, I really don't want to cry..."

He said so, with the vicissitudes of his eyes as if to see into everything, wenzhizhi suddenly tears down. She didn't want to cry, but after reaction, she rubbed her cheek in a hurry.

However, he was gently brushed by his father's hand on his cheek. He said leisurely and slowly: "if you feel wronged, you will cry out. What can I do to hide it? No matter how hard it is, I have survived. I am your father, not anyone else. Do you think you have anything else to hide from me? "

With the movement of turning over, wenzhizhi used the quilt to dry all the tears on her face. This just dare to stand up straight from the quilt and sit, looking at his father, put forward a slightly forced smile on his face.

Her eyes suddenly sour, just stopped tears suddenly have a surge of trend, hoarse voice back: "nothing, how's mom?"

"Zhizhi, are you still sad?" Wen's father's voice sounded in the ward, with a strong sense of fatigue, even if it was across a quilt, wenzhizhi could feel it.

Wenzhizhi's whimper was a little lower. She didn't know who was coming, so she seemed to be hiding it. After a long time, the whole ward was very quiet, no one spoke.

There was a slight sound of the door being opened outside the quilt. A man came from the outside. Wenzhizhi heard the pull of the chair. The man sat by the bed.

Wenzhizhi didn't understand it. He never understood it.

Isn't her noble status a matter of life? Can she escape the punishment she deserves because of her noble status? Is the difference between the rich and the poor so important?

If something happened to my mother, I would fight with him to get back this justice.

At the thought of this, wenzhizhi was trembling with anger. Her fingers clung to the sheets under her and sobbed. She thought, if it was fromAt that time, I really wanted him to stay. Even if he followed his own little bit, he was so tough. For his mother, the culprit, he pushed himself aside and was more willing to leave.

Wenzhizhi did not know, a wipe of tears from the corner of her eyes, hidden in the pillow between no trace.

However, in his mind, Qin Hanze's face flashed away, and he was too quick to catch his heart, but his heart was suddenly in pain. I don't know whether it's because of thinking about him or because he chose his mother and gave up himself.

She took a deep breath, exhaled a foul breath, closed her eyes, and shrank into the quilt. Curled up in a small ball, empty mind, nothing to think about, the only way to let her not think.

Love is mutual, no matter it is a single Acacia or what, no two people pay love, always will not achieve the right result.

Help each other, create and maintain together.

But I just didn't think that it was so tired to love a person, and I didn't think that every love actually needs the mutual love between two people

envy the mutual love between their father and mother. When you were young, you never heard the love story between them, so you actually have a longing for love.

She was a little envious when she heard that scene.

Wenzhizhi said with a smile, even if there are dry tears on her face, but it does not damage the delicacy of her face. Wen's father looked at her like this, gently nodded, said to her: "porridge on the head of your bed to drink, I go to see your mother."

She nodded and looked at the figure of Wenfu leaving, holding the bowl of porridge in her hand, only felt that it was boiling hot.

What it carries is too deep.