Chapter 1829

Hao Yan thinks Qin Xinyue is Gu Dongcheng who is in the ward.

She walked over and patted her shoulder. "Xinyue, Dongcheng is OK. Don't worry!"

Qin Xinyue slowly raised his head, and the focus of his eyes was a little slack. "Is he OK?"

"OK..." Hao Yan said it was a little difficult, and her eyes showed a few painful colors, "but I'm afraid he can't play the piano again later Xinyue, will you go in and see him

In the past, as long as Gu Dongcheng was there, Qin Xinyue's eyes were there.

Now she shook her head gently.

Qin Xinyue also heard the doctor's words. She was just at the door. When she heard that Gu Dongcheng's right hand injury made him unable to play the piano again, she felt a sweet smell in her throat.

Qin Xinyue was silent for a few seconds, and then looked at Qin Huainian. "Second cousin, I will not make any noise. I will go abroad as you say. I will not come back without your order in five years!"

Qin Huainian and Hao Yan look at each other, and they are stunned.

Qin Huainian was surprised and asked, "Xin Yue, have you figured it out?"

You know, Qin Xinyue has been struggling to obey, trying his best not to leave. There is only one reason, that is, Gu Dongcheng is here. If she is sent abroad, it will kill her.

So it's amazing that people who refuse to listen suddenly change their attention.

Qin Xinyue's eyes drooped, but there was no sound.

She didn't think it through, but Let's lose our heart.

Qin Xinyue met Gu Dongcheng at a concert, and fell in love at first sight. Up to now, she still deeply remember that he was wearing a black tuxedo, his long ten fingers were walking upstream of the black and white keys, playing attentively, and the whole person was shining.

Qin Xinyue was loved and grew up by thousands of people. Only here in Gu Dongcheng has suffered numerous setbacks.

He seldom smiled when they were together, but every time he played the piano, there was a star in his eyes.

So Qin Xinyue, like Hao Yan, knows the irreplaceable importance of music in Gu Dongcheng's life.

Hands are the most precious thing for every pianist.

But in order to save Hao Yan, Gu Dongcheng even risked getting hurt. It doesn't matter if he can't play the piano. He can do this What a deep feeling it is!

Qin Xinyue was shocked.

At that moment, she suddenly realized that it was useless.

No matter how unwilling or hard he is, Gu Dongcheng will never be her or fall in love with her.

Hao Yantou once saw Qin Xinyue's face showing such a dispirited look, and her voice was concerned, "Xinyue, you How are you? "

Qin Xinyue pulled at the corners of his mouth, but also did not pull out the arc. He slowly got up from the chair. "I'm ok, my second cousin and sister-in-law, I'm going home to pack."

Then, he left slowly.

Hao Yan and Qin Huainian both looked at her back in a daze. The sun fell on her back, leaving her sad loneliness.

It's early night, mansion one.

The living room is full of bright and warm lights. Hao Yan sits on the sofa and seems to be thinking about things.

There was a shadow over her head, and then Qin Huainian sat beside her.

A warm hand.

Qin Huainian dragged her hand and put it on a white ceramic bowl. "You should not eat at noon, and you don't eat much at night. This is the sweet porridge I asked yang to cook. Have a drink!"

After leaving the hospital during the day, they went back to work.

Hao Yan smiles, "thank you!"

Warm sweet porridge, which in addition to lotus seeds and dates, but also put osmanthus honey, smell fragrant soft.

Hao Yan scoops it with a spoon, but she has no appetite and does not put it to her mouth.

"How old, do you need me to feed you?" he joked lazily

He took back the ceramic bowl in her hand, and sent the spoon to her in a proper way. "Open your mouth, ah --"

seeing the spoon touch your lips, Hao Yan opened her mouth in tears and laughter.

Qinhuai new year is like taking care of children, spoon by spoon, the whole bowl of sweet porridge was fed to her.

The stomach is filled with a lot of sweetness, but it is hard to avoid suffering.

Qin Huainian asked, "still thinking about Dylan?"

"Well!" Hao Yan nodded and didn't want to hide her mind from him.

We can guess in the year of Qinhuai.

Gu Dongcheng saved Hao Yan today, but the cost is too high. He has a great sense of guilt in his heart, let alone Hao Yan himself.

This life's debt, this life's repayment.

Gu Dongcheng has no way to continue playing the piano. Hao Yan will feel guilty all her life.

A sound of pedaling came running.

Sugar ran to them from the back of the sofa, a pair of obsidian like eyes dark and clear, very naive.

Tangtang pours on Hao Yan's knee, looks up at her baby's fat face and asks, "Mom, do you have any trouble?"

Hao Yan touched her daughter's head. "No, mom just felt sad."

Sugar climbed to her legs, two small arms wrapped around her neck, and a soft moustache was printed on her cheek, "Mom, I'll sing you hulufa to make you happy, OK? When I sing in kindergarten today, the teachers all laughed!"

Finish saying, the children's voice will ring happily in the living room.

Children are the most soothing to people's hearts. The tender singing seems to be healing. Hao Yan's heart knot has been scattered a lot.

Sugar sugar put her face on her cheek and said with a smile, "Mom, I will make your little cotton padded jacket!"

Qin Huainian's outstretched hand holds her, wrapped in a delicate palm, with a warm power, "Hao Yan, I and Tangtang, will always be with you, sharing sorrow and joy for you!"

Both father and daughter look at themselves tenderly and with concern. Hao Yan's eyes are moved.

Especially in the year of Qinhuai, the long and narrow eyes behind the lenses are extremely deep, as if they can penetrate people's soul.

Tangtang blinked, jumped off Hao Yan's leg flexibly, and said with head askew, "Mom and Dad, you two next fall in love with each other. I'll go to Aunt yang to take a bath"

and then I'll jump and run.

Since sugar changed its tongue and stepped out of the shadow of lovelorn, it has long been not exclusive of their intimate show of affection.

Hao Yan laughs, and then the thin lips of the Qin and Huai dynasties follow.

……

Afternoon.

It's sunny and warm.

In a conference building, Hao Yan and his colleagues came out with machines. They had just finished an outsourcing task here and were going back to the TV station.

By the side of the road, the newscar in the station is waiting.

When they came out of the commercial building, there was a familiar figure in the next office building.

When the middle-aged man saw her, his eyes lit up and he strode over. "Hao Yan!"