Use My Life For Your Happiness

In the past, Qiao Shibo really doted on me. I had a share of all the things he bought for Qiao Dongcheng abroad. My mother didn't allow me to eat snacks at home, but when I got to Qiao's house, he asked people to buy a lot of snacks for me.

After Dad's accident, he was the only one who helped me and mom and came to see us.

One hand covered his mouth, tears quietly slide down.

"OK, let's make an appointment. Anyway, we should let dad know that we are very happy, OK?" Qiao Dongcheng held back his sadness and took my hand: "Chihiro, you say, OK?"

"Good." Sobbing sound, from my mouth like a cat crying.

He touched my hair: "Mom, Chihiro, Dad's physical condition is like this, we can't change it, but we want to make dad more happy."

No matter how sad he was, he couldn't change his condition.

Qiao Dongcheng is right. Let him have a good time in his last days.

There are many things I regret. I don't want to regret any more. During the darkest time of my father, I still resented him and regarded him as an enemy. During the time when my mother was going to leave, I couldn't even make food for her.

"Mom, you stay here to take care of dad. There are me and Chihiro at home. You don't have to worry. No matter what happens, I'm still here."

At this moment, Qiao Dongcheng seems to have worn away all his pride, and he is so calm that he can feel at ease.

Aunt Joe cried and nodded, "well."

"Mom, go to the house next to sushi and have a rest. Don't be too sad. If you fall down, dad will worry too."

She nodded hard and followed the nurse in tearfully.

A lot of heartbreak, a hair trigger.

Qiao Dongcheng pulled me downstairs and walked all the way to the parking lot. Then he said, "Chihiro, don't cry. Your body can't bear too much sadness."

He picked up my face and wiped my tears with a paper towel: "my eyes are red when I cry. Chihiro, I don't cry anymore. If I want to open up a little bit, people always have life and death. Well, well, don't cry. I'll be heartbroken if I cry again. "

If you are familiar with the truth, you don't have the heart to argue it now.

A car came up in front of us, stopped, and the driving light glared at us.

Ji Xiaobei sat in the car and looked at us coldly and angrily.

Qiao Dongcheng said unhappily, "Ji Xiaobei, don't go too far."

"Mo Qianxun, get in the car. I have something to tell you."

"Ji Xiaobei, what do you mean by constantly pestering my fiancee like this?"

"Fiancee?" He sneered: "unmarried is not a wife, Mo Qianxun is still free in law."

What else did Qiao Dongcheng have to say? There was a kind of cold air between them. I hugged Qiao Dongcheng's arm: "Dongcheng, don't say it. Let's go."

Pulling him to the side of the car, he got on the car and drove out. Ji Xiaobei's car in the rearview mirror was following all the time. It was very close, as if it was going to crash.

The green veins on the back of Qiao Dongcheng's hand appeared, and he was also angry.

I took out his cell phone and pressed a phone.

"Ji Xiaobei, don't follow us any more."

"You get out of the car. I have something to tell you."

"I don't want to talk to you, Ji Xiaobei. You are so bored. Qiao Dongcheng and I are going to get married. I don't want to entangle with other things. I don't think we have anything to talk about. I know that I owe you a word of sorry and a word of thanks. I'm sorry, Ji Xiaobei. Thank you, master Ji."

After hanging up the phone for a while, Ji Xiaobei's car stops and stops in the center of the main road. It gets farther and farther away from him, and the pain in his heart becomes more and more intense.

I can't get out of the car. I don't love you so much that I can give everything for you.

I just appreciate you and like you a little.

Ji Xiaobei, love may be blind, but life needs a lot of reason.

Back at Qiao's home, Qiao Dongcheng went to his study to sort out some materials. I asked nanny park to clean up uncle Qiao's clothes and send them to the hospital later.

Then go online to find out about cancer. No matter what you eat, it's useless.

Sigh, open the food network, Uncle Joe likes to eat food, I know, copied the way to the kitchen.

Boiled pork, put the taro also cut into pieces, and then pour oil.

The oil in the pot was ringing. He was about to pour the taro into the pot and fry it, but Qiao Dongcheng said, "I'll make the oil hot. Don't let the oil star burn you."

"Well, I'll prepare nanru."

"Make Hakka meat."

"Yes."

He said softly, "my father's favorite dish, Qianxun, thank you."

"Say thank you. Be careful. Don't burn yourself."

Fried taro fried cooked pork, two people in the kitchen busy, never quiet, since I know he has a daughter, we really do not need much words will be tit for tat, who also see who is not pleasing to the eye.

Steam on the pot, the two sat at the table, and so on, who did not speak, grief shrouded in the heart.

After steaming the meat, he tried one piece: "Qianxun, you are very skilled. I didn't expect you to be so talented in cooking."

"When one is independent, there is always a lot to do."

"At that time, I always blame you for being so stubborn. In fact, I didn't know you at that time. I don't know how many times I hurt you. " "I'm so sorry," he sighed

"Don't talk about the past."

If I don't send it, I'm afraid I'll meet Ji Xiaobei again in the hospital.

Qiao Dongcheng came back and said to me, "Dad likes it. You will be a good wife. I want to cherish you."

I squeezed out a smile, he said: "Chihiro, I told my father that you want to rest, and your constitution is poor, so there will be less going to the hospital."

"Well." If you don't, you don't.

Beijing is very big. There are many people in Beijing. It's not easy to meet someone, but it's not difficult to block someone.

Qiao Shibo this accident, Qiao Dongcheng less to participate in training, there are some things, only the more important will go.

In fact, his burden is heavier than anyone else. He not only has to bear the blow of job's disease, but also has to support the hope and burden of a family. I haven't seen him cry bitterly.

In fact, he has a company outside, but he is not a legal person. His trusted friends stand out for him. Every day, the hospital troops run, and at night, they use the computer to deal with his private affairs.

Soldiers have such a quality of steel. It's not hard to say that they are tired. It's like a kind of hope to see them every day. They are not afraid of anything when they are with them.

He took me to the hospital for physical examination, and the doctor said that I recovered well, and the operation can be arranged now.

He said that an operation could be arranged in early July. I told Qiao Dongcheng, "it's not too late."

"No, dad wants you to have an operation earlier, so you can marry me earlier." His face is a little heavy: "Dad seems to know his condition, the doctor said, at most can maintain until early October."

"I'm worried about you. Can you bear to run this way and that way?"

He patted his heart with a smile: "Mo Qianxun, don't worry, I will take good care of you all."

Smile, follow him out of the hospital.

"After two days, I'll pack up my clothes and come to the hospital. I'll live in the hospital for two days to get used to it and carefully observe the health trend before I'm suitable for surgery."

"I see."

"Don't be impatient," he said with a smile There were so many people outside that he reached for my hand.

"Dad." Sweet Runrun's voice is also with grievance.

Qiao Dongcheng was stunned, then turned to look.

Darling, carrying the schoolbag of the kindergarten, stands with Lin Jing.

The smile on his face sank down and said faintly, "Why are you here?"

"Call your mobile phone, you don't answer, so I have to follow your car and get here." Lin Jing's tired face: "Dongcheng, don't you even want your daughter. I miss you so much. I dream of calling dad every day. "

"Dad, I miss you so much." Well behaved said tears on the slide down.

"Qiao Dongcheng, I'll wait for you in the car."

He didn't let go of my hand: "it doesn't matter. Chihiro, you're here. You always have to make things clear. Lin Jing, now I'm sorry. I can't do my duty as a father. I'm responsible for Chihiro. "

"What about the good boy?" She bit her lip. It was sad.

"In front of the children, I don't want to say anything more. Lin Jing, who doesn't understand? You understand. I have my life. If you need anything, you can tell me. If you can afford it, I won't frown. If you need help, I will ask nanny park to help."

"That's your responsibility as a father. No one can make up for it or replace it."