Chapter 609

Brian keeps pouring. It seems that there is a whole box of beer under the table.

We don't drink beer in our family all the time, but drink the wine of our company; I don't know where it came from.

But it's in my head. It's Brian who let me have a rest these days. Zhang Yalong didn't tell me about the company integration. I'm not sure.

If it's mine, don't worry.

Brian looked at me. Suddenly concerned about the question: "Keren. Do you have a headache? "

I shook my head: "OK, it's a little stuffy. Don't fight with dad. You're under a lot of pressure. It's not good

Brian's eyes are red, his head is down and his voice is rough. He snorted: "well. I don't want to fight anymore. "

Dad quickly said: "you really love your sister, no wonder the pressure is so great. Dad asked you if your wife would fight for property with Keren in the future. What will happen to you? Intuition. "

Brian's head is still down. I was urged by my father. Reluctantly said: "the world to Keren that is my pleasure, what wife rice Luo rice.". Get the hell out of here. "

The father said, "your wife is going with the children? Or take it out on the kids? I'm just your son. I like grandson. What do you do if you want to step in? But people will feel bad, give nephew some property. You... "

Brian looked at his father impatiently and said, "just say what you want to say. Are you tired after such a big circle. It's not for you. "

Dad drinks, smokes, spits out a cigarette ring and says, "will you beat your wife? Because she said your sister's not from the right family. "

Bryan was furious and yelled: "dare! If you don't beat her, you'll peel her off! "

Dad nodded, with the rise of smoke, slowly said: "you are painful, I wish I could give her all the world. Yin Yijie and his elder brother also loved him. His twin was born with a little debt. According to the custom of his family, one of the twins must die early, and his elder brother gave him everything; What would he do to such a brother? Keren never cares about anything, but just now, I suddenly figured it out. Yin Yijie lied to Ke'er. You know better than me about what he did, but I also know very well. I did everything for my daughter.... "

Brian stopped with shaking hands, looked at me, moved to me, pulled away my broken hair, kissed my forehead, and smelled of wine... Dad said, "but I'm ok. You're so nervous and crazy. What would Yin Yijie do when his brother was dying? He may also be crazy, so he gave his favorite. If it's me, now I'm going to give my life to Keren. She laughs and calls dad. I'd like to. Because you'll still hurt her. Take care of her for me. "

My chest is very stuffy, my father's words are very clear, I can understand most of them, although I don't know why he did it, but... My chest is stuffy, my head is a little painful, looking at Brian, I said: "brother, don't be sad. I'm all right.

Dad, don't be sad. We all have our own world. It's OK. "

Dad said, "well, you're OK. Dad's happy. Dad is afraid that you will recover your memory, so he won't call you dad. Dad used to be very bad to you... But Dad believes that you are a filial daughter and will forgive dad. You didn't hate Yin Yijie at all; This makes my father very ashamed. It's my father who caused you to be like this... "

I said, "Dad, I've got the smoke."

Dad looked down and said, "it doesn't matter. Dad has rough skin and thick meat..."

With these words, he drew out another cigarette, lit it with a cigarette end, sucked it hard, and stopped talking.

Brian is drinking again, his hands are tight, his veins are jumping and his mood is unstable.

I took his hand and wanted to shake it. Suddenly, the dog barked.

Brian immediately jumped up, staring at the way, the dog followed by a man, is slowly coming this way.

Dad looked at me nervously and looked like a man.

Through the low vines, visitors can already see... Visitors, tall and thin, because thin, looking higher than the actual; Wearing a dark red shirt, light trousers and slightly bent back, I don't know the actual height.

His hair was standing neatly, very cold.

Closer, you can see that he has a brown handbag in his hand, bulging... His fingers are long, thin, very white, not very healthy.

His face, thin, delicate features, white stiff, cold lines, inhuman.

Eyes tightly staring at me, lips tightly pursed, lips slightly stiff.

Come here, I can clearly identify the position of his facial features, about four or five meters away, stop and stand there looking at me.

Dog, run to pull me, bite my skirt pull me, pull me in the direction of people; My throat is still whining.

Brian clenched his hand into a fist and tilted his head slightly forward, like a leopard staring at its prey; The fist cackled, powerful.

Dad stretched out his hand, like to pull me, like to greet someone, I am not sure; His eyes took turns looking at us.

The atmosphere was very strange. I looked at the visitor and asked my father, "is he what you say all day long?"

Brian swished around and looked at me, his teeth clenched, his face muscles twitched, and there was worry and love in his eyes.

My father took my hand and said, "well, he used to treat you very well... And he cheated you very badly. Do you know him?" I follow my father's line of sight, don't look over my head, looking at the person... Everyone says that he has something to do with me, but... I shake my head: I don't know, he has no gentleness, no anger, no... Anything that makes me uncomfortable; But also, it's not comfortable. He, like my world, is quiet, black and white, blank. Brian also looked at me nervously. I knew that he had been blocking and finally faced it. He was very worried and wanted a result. Come quietly looking at me, for a long time, eyelids do not blink, so looking at me, deep eyes see no change. The sun shines from the side, half of his face is immersed in the sun, as crystal clear as white jade; The left half of his face is still in the shadow, just like his expression, no tenderness, no smile, no anger, no darkness, no... He is really like my world, looking at me quietly, maybe like every person and object waiting for me to identify, waiting for me to recognize him, or I will cry like my mother. My heart trembled... My heart trembled: if I didn't know him, would he cry like mom and dad? I don't know, but my feeling in my heart is always true. Holding Brian's hand, I said, "brother, I don't know him; But I don't want to see him cry, I'll feel bad. He... I feel like seeing my mother... "In my heart, I can feel something clearly. Probably, there is at least some truth in what you said. At least we knew each other before. But now, I really don't know him, but I have a feeling in my heart, Dad... I turn to look at my dad, the feeling that someone gives me is different from seeing my dad, I don't like seeing him; But when I see the visitors, now, I just feel uncomfortable. I don't have a headache, I don't feel uncomfortable. He's like the air around me, quiet and irrelevant. I never felt this way. I turned my head and looked at him again. He leaned over, his shoulders shaking slightly, as if he was crying or wiping tears. His profile, increasingly thin, lonely looking uncomfortable. Knowing that he would cry, I said, "I feel bad in my heart... Don't cry. I don't know much about anyone. You'll know for sure. " Everyone seems to like to inquire about me. I know something about it. He turned around and his eyes were red. Although it was far away, I must have seen it. He stepped forward a few steps closer to me. Suddenly, he knelt down on one knee and said in a trembling voice, "my father-in-law is up, and my elder brother is up. I'm actually here to propose today. This is my bride price. If... There is no outsider here, you can open it. Ke'er... You are very good now, very... "He handed over his handbag, lowered his head, and the breath was very clear. I have a slight pain in my head. I don't want to hear him cry. I feel like I hear my mother cry. Brian roared: "dream! I've seen you, but I've also said that it's hard to see you. You can go back where you come from! " Brian still had a lot to say. His father grabbed him and said sternly, "well, calm down! Quarrel can be headache... Can be, and dad said, now headache? Do you want to get rid of him? "