Chapter 350

Xia Yuhan originally wanted to go to the unit after she came out of the hospital, but when she saw that the time was 10:30, it was not suitable to go back to the unit. This point xiner didn't come back from school. The babies in the kindergarten were having classes. She'd better go home!

I've been away from home for a week. There's a layer of ash everywhere. Xia Yuhan wanted to have a rest after entering the door, but when he sat on the sofa and saw the dust covered on the tea table, he couldn't sit still. He dragged his weak body and began to do hygiene.

After cleaning the living room, dining room, study and their own bedroom, Xia Yuhan went to Xin'er's bedroom and saw that there was some dust on the child's desk. Xia Yuhan inadvertently saw an unfinished painting on Xin'er's desk in the process of wiping.

The picture shows a beautiful and sad little girl and an equally sad woman carrying a big travel bag.

A paragraph was attached: "Dear Dad, where the hell are you? Xiner really misses you. Everyone else has a father, but xiner doesn't. In fact, xiner knows I have a father, but my father left when I was three years old. Xiner doesn't know why my father left me and my mother. Xin'er often wondered if Xin'er had let her dear father go because of her special ignorance and bad behavior when she was a child! But Dad, Xin'er is very good now, you know? Xin'er's mother is very tired now. I often secretly hear her crying in her bedroom. Xin'er thinks it must be the voice of her mother missing her father... "There is no more words behind. Xia Yuhan moves the paper a little and reveals a photo from under the paper.

It was a family photo taken by Xia Yuhan and Ouyang Hao when Xin'er was two years old. It was also the only family photo.

In the photo, Ouyang Hao holds Xin'er with one hand and Xia Yuhan's waist with one arm. The faces of the three people are filled with happy smiles.

Xia Yuhan's smile seemed to freeze in the warm scene when she saw the photo. The woman remembered the warmth of the family. Even if it was a moment of warmth, she was happy in retrospect.

The child has grown up. Xia Yuhan doesn't even know where Xin'er found this photo. Eight years later, Xia Yuhan can't even remember the man's voice and smile.

But after all, blood is thicker than water. This man is the father of his child. This must be an iron fact that cannot be changed at any time. The beautiful woman's thoughts were moved by Xin'er's paintings and words.

Tidy up everything in the room as quickly as possible and sit on the chair in the study. When I turned on the computer, I was not used to opening the avatar of the man called on the water side on QQ and knocked down a dreamy text.

Ouyang, ask gently“ How are you? "

Really, are you okay?

At the moment, I am dormant in my study alone. Through the thin glass window, there is a blue sky. Only stray white clouds and the raging wind in the northwest open the world for me.

The world is really big, isn't it? Big people who let you leave my sight and never see you again have no news of you. Your older children can really feel your existence by drawing.

In fact, I really want to write a long letter to you all the time. You know, this is the only way I can communicate with you, because I am a stupid woman. I want to tell you my mood at the moment. I really want to find a place where there is no one and roar loudly. There is no reason and no reason. In fact, I really feel so tired, wronged and tired.

However, in the end, I didn't do anything, and I never got out of the space of self closure - I still closed myself for no reason.

Sometimes I really want to think about things quietly, and quietly look at the lazy sun in the afternoon, dragging a heavy step to slowly fall to the west mountain.

I couldn't help sighing that life passed so fast. In the twinkling of an eye, Yuhan has spent 34 years. It is said that he is long gone from youth, but why do I still remember the story of youth when I see xiner's words and childish words?

Between staring eyes, the sunset is falling a drop of drunken orange tears bit by bit. The setting sun is really beautiful. It is the shocking last glory of the sun's life. In fact, the pigeons leading the building fly freely in front of the building, and the whistle sound of the low whistle is like the Sanskrit sound of life. In a trance, I was moved by a sudden heartbeat and wanted to cry. I don't know why I wanted to cry and want to be moved. In short, I wanted to be moved and want to cry. Really, in the future, can I also sprinkle such a large amount of beauty in my life?

The Yellow dusk came down in a hurry, and the black danced out Pandora's box, but this was not the moment when the poor devil was raging. The light of the house suddenly came out in the dark. Was that the eyes of the night? Orange gently sways out a touch of warmth, serene and peaceful. It turns out that ordinary and light days also have so many beautiful, and the feeling of calm is also so beautiful, which is sad.

The distant mountains stretch lazily to the unknown, the rising moon bends like Dai Mei, and the small stars are blinking and smiling happily. So I decided to give myself a holiday today and fly my dormant heart.

So a person climbed to the roof, really alone.

Is the figure of a woman flying alone a little lonely? She grinned miserably, with a smile of helplessness on her face. Standing in the twilight, I can't see my face. Instead, I examine my heart, but I'm still at a loss - I still can't see myself. This is the biggest helplessness of my life.

Looking at the night sky again, the vast universe expands into a warm feeling. Oh, the comfort of the soul is not in one's own heart. People still need the care of the world.

I felt tears falling gently. I quickly greedily wanted to grasp this moment with my hands, just like a child who was afraid that happiness would fly away. That kind of sudden piety, just like the legendary little nun, devout worship!

Suddenly remembered a story, a story about two fools.

In a big forest, a big fool and a little fool met.

Both the big fool and the little fool were happy to meet a companion. They are equally simple, peaceful and simple, so they get along very harmoniously and live a very happy life.

Suddenly one day, the seasons changed all the pictures, the wind blew up a dancing dust, and in a moment, the big fool became smart.

The wise fool was not satisfied. He quietly left and took away all the bright colors. A sudden reality little fool couldn't accept it. She cried. She waved her hand as if she had said goodbye in the past. Her sad face was nostalgic for the past.

The big fool returned to the disputed world, and there was no peace and tranquility. He regretted it and said goodbye to the pure nostalgia without any impurities.

The evening wind blows gently, and the coolness is soaked in the bottom of my heart. Shake your head hard and give yourself a relieved smile. Night often makes people real and simple.

Really, what are you doing now? Is it, like me, that Ren Feiyang's thoughts ran wildly and wildly, and then tried his best to weave a moving story. Although he was not the protagonist in the story, he was deeply moved? Is it, or is it simply like a bright moon, gently flowing like water?

Really, on such a night, I think of you so much.

Really, are you okay? "

Xia Yuhan's heart here is peaceful and painful. How long has Ouyang Hao, a strange and heartbreaking man, not appeared in his life? This man once made himself sad and desperate, but an occasional touch made him have such a profound understanding, Maybe it's really because of the intersection and the children who can't compare with all the intersections.

Perhaps, after all, we had an intersection, a love, or a common child. In fact, many times we have to admit that children are a direct link between men and women. For example, Xia Yuhan suddenly had such deep feelings just because she saw an unfinished painting and some words of her child.