Xiang Lin lowered his eyes, raised him again, looked at her and smiled: "I have been to your house several times later."

Xiang Ge looked at him without saying a word.

"But before I waited for you, I thought you were hiding from me." He paused, his voice slow, "Then I came to your company, thinking about seeing you here, but I never saw you. I had no purpose and didn't want to do anything, I just wanted to see you and see if you are doing well now."

He finished speaking and fell into silence.

After a while, Xiang Ge licked the corner of his lips and smiled, and slowly spoke: "Do you think you are still qualified?"

The man was stunned for a moment, and his shoulder line suddenly became stiff, and then he quickly relaxed.

He shrugged his shoulders, and took off his gloves indifferently.

Xiang Ge stared at his hands hanging on both sides of his body, rubbing his rough fingers against the trousers, his skin was dry and cracked, and he could vaguely see the tender red flesh inside, like the long-dry land.

"I didn't think of this at first, I just wanted to see it," he licked his chapped lips and smiled again. "Later, when I saw you, I still wanted to talk to you, I wanted to hear you call me dad, I wanted to see you laugh at me again."

"I did something wrong." Xiang Lin lowered his eyes, "I made a mistake. I was under too much pressure at that time. Everything was coming together, I couldn't bear it, and I didn't know how to vent."

He looked at her, raised his fingers, and then suddenly withdrew his eyes and voice became very light: "I have heard them say these days, you have to go to make movies. My daughter is a star, and now she has become so powerful."

In the corridor, the man stood at the door of the bathroom, with light blue cleaning clothes on his body, and the abdomen was a little dirty.

Xiang Ge looked at him straight, suddenly feeling a little dazed.

In the past, she had to look up to see his face.

She grew up, he was getting older.

In the future, he will be hunched, staggered, and spend his lonely old age alone. The rest of his life will be the price of the mistakes he made when he was young.

Xiang Ge suddenly felt that many things seemed to be less important.

She looked to her eyes and turned back, and she said lightly: "I forgive you."

Xiang Lin's eyes widened a little, and a little sound spilled out of his throat.

"I remember when you were young, you played with me, bought dolls for me, and did housework on my back. Later, you were unemployed and drunk, crazy, and started to divorce my mom-" she paused and said slowly, "That would be for me."

"You are stimulated, you are under pressure, you have unspeakable hidden dangers and unscrupulous difficulties. Anything is fine. I understand you. Things have passed many years. I don't want to be tied up by the past for the rest of my life, so I can forgive you."

She looked at him calmly for a long time: "But I can't accept or admit you."

Xiang Lin blinked, and his circles began to turn red.

She Wubo Wulan looked at her, "I actually thought a lot before. When I have enough courage and ability in the future, how can I take revenge on you? What I have endured and I want you to bear. What I have experienced and I want to return it to you exponentially. What will you react at that time."

I cried out and apologized and confessed to her forgivating, and tried my best to justify her unwillingness to admit it, or I was still tirelessly looking for some ridiculous difficulties.

She had rehearsed such scenes countless times in her mind, and was pleased by the distorted pleasure.

It seems that it is not right.

Xiang Ge lowered his eyes and suddenly smiled.

"You are not good to me, and I cannot retaliate against you in the same way. If you do that, I am grateful for your kindness of giving birth. If you are sick and hospitalized in the future, I will go out of the hospitalization fee. If you have no place to go, I will help you find a nursing home. If you die, I will pay for the funeral, but it is limited to this. After you cannot take care of yourself, I can provide you with basic living expenses, but I will not go to see you. Today is the last time. In the future, I don't want to see you in any form in any situation, and I don't want to see you at all, and I hope you don't appear in my life."

Xiang Ge suddenly pulled over the bag beside him and found something from it, "I forgive you, but don't want to seek redemption and peace of mind from me. No one can help you clear your sins except yourself."

She raised her eyes and handed over the things in her hand.

Xiang Lin's eyes were red and subconsciously took it, his eyes still resting on her face.

Young, beautiful girl.

Her appearance, including the expression between her eyebrows and eyes, looks very similar to her mother.

So beautiful, so clean.

It is soft and bright, like the first ray of fog floating around the forest in the early morning.

Xiang Ge turned around and left. Someone was waiting for her behind her. She smiled and took her arm, chattering and saying "Sister Xiang Ge." It was like a wall that blocked her world in front of her.

Xiang Lin lowered his eyes and looked at what she had placed in his hand.

A hand cream.

The silver tube was small and delicate, with a pink and white flower printed on it, lying quietly in his rough hands.

So kind.

A shallow droplets of water drip quietly on it, crossing the edge of the hand cream and melting into the cracked gap in the palm of your palm, the coldness brings a slight tingling spread.

Xiang Lin closed his eyes and leaned against the wall next to him.

He originally had two of the most beautiful girls in the world.

He lost them all.

*

Because of some delay in time, Xiang Ge and Qiao Xin had to buy coffee and go back to drink. The girl didn't ask anything along the way. An An Anqing followed Xiang Ge quietly and chatted with little gossip, such as what happened after she had hit Xu Yiqi before, and she didn't dare to get close to her within five meters for a long time.

Xiang Ge found it funny. The little girl looked soft and dumb, and sometimes unexpectedly keen and delicate.

She raised her hand and patted her head: "You don't have to be so careful, I'm fine."

Qiao Xin raised her head: "When he first came a few days ago, I felt something familiar. That uncle is... dad?"

He took a sip of coffee in the singer, took a sip, and said "um".

Qiao Xin stopped asking and suddenly sighed: "My father didn't want us when I was very young. I don't know what it feels like to have a father. People say that it's not okay to lack father's love, but as I grow up so old, I feel that it doesn't seem to have any effect. Apart from not wanting to fall in love, I feel that men are not reliable."

Xiang Ge tilted his head and thought for a while, and suddenly said, "It's not the case."

Qiao Xin blinked and raised her head: "Ah?"

"Not all men are unreliable," Xiang Ge looked at her down, with a circle of matcha latte foam hanging beside her mouth. Xiang Ge smiled, pulled a handkerchief from her bag and rubbed it out to help her remove it. "You are such a cute little girl, you will definitely meet someone who treats you well in the future."

You will meet someone who has the gentlest eyebrows and arms in the world.

He is like a fire in the cold winter, like a lighthouse in the huge waves, giving you warm strength and helping you to walk forward. Even if the process is bumpy, even if you two get separated and lost in the crowd, it doesn’t matter.

He will still find you. One day he will come to you to shelter you from the wind and rain, and support a small piece of the sky for you. He will appear when you need him the most. He will embrace you when you feel fear and tell you not to be afraid, I am here.

When she said this, her expression was too gentle.

Qiao Xin was a little stunned, not caring whether her lipstick had been wiped off. She licked her mouth, licked off the little matcha latte foam that was still stained on it, and suddenly turned her head to look at her: "Sister Xiang Ge, are you in love?"

Xiang Ge glanced at her and laughed lazily: "Yes."

Qiao Xin didn't expect that she would admit it so simply, but instead was shocked. She looked around and then came over like a thief, lowering her voice: "Is it Mr. Song?"

Xiang Ge almost choked after drinking a sip of coffee.

Qiao Xin continued to whisper to bite her ears: "Although Xu Yiqi has found a rich second generation, I always feel that the man is just a fun game, but Mr. Song is different. He is really kind to you. You beat Xu Yiqi up before, and it was also because Mr. Song put pressure on him. It was completely—" She made a gesture and nodded with a bold face.

"Defend my girlfriend to the death. Even if my girlfriend is as good as God, I will help her clean up the mess - this feeling."

Xiang Ge raised his eyebrows, "Who did I go there for then?"

Qiao Xin scratched the corner of her mouth and stopped talking.

Xiang Ge stuffed the tissue in her hand to her: "No, I didn't fall in love with Mr. Song."

The little girl nodded with an expression I understood: "Okay, no, no."

“…”

Xiang Ge choked and suddenly asked her: "Is there anything wrong tonight?"

Qiao Xin shook her head: "No."

At this time, the two of them came out of the elevator and walked to the door of the conference room. The time was almost the same. Xiang Ge's head lowered slightly. He saw a slutty pink shirt from the edge of the frosted glass of the conference room. He waved his hand to Qiao Xin and walked into the conference room: "Waiting for me that night, I'll treat you to a meal and meet your brother-in-law by the way."

Qiao Xin: “…”

As soon as Xiang Geren entered the conference room, he happened to see Fu Rongsen and Song Zhi's female secretary**.

It was a bit too much. Mr. Fu unilaterally praised the secretary and the lady for her beautiful appearance. She was brewed and delicious. She was simply perfect like a fairy.

So Xiang Ge understood that this man was just a habitual chatting.

Unfortunately, the person he was talking to was Song Zhi's secretary. The young lady in formal clothes combed her hair meticulously, and she didn't even raise her eyelashes and went out with no expression on her face.

Xiang Ge couldn't help but be amazed, thinking that the female staff around Song Zhi had to add the rigid requirement of "face paralysis" when interviewing for the job.

Mr. Fu probably felt bored too. As soon as Xianggeren came in, his eyes lit up, he curled his eyes and smiled, and peach blossoms were flying all over the sky: "Our supermodel lady is getting better and better."

Song Zhi raised his eyes and raised his eyebrows to remind: "Today's contract, as the first party, Director Fu also came to the world in person. He is really serious about his work and worth learning."

In other words, you came to us to sign a contract, so how could it belong to yours?

Fu Rongsen also raised his eyes and looked at him with interest.

Xiang Ge sat next to Song Zhi and turned his head away a little embarrassedly.

The two parties had cooperated before and were both very happy. Since the negotiations had been made in advance, Song Zhi did not keep much, and the follow-up matters were left to Chen Mo and Xiang Ge and the future people left.

It was the first time that Xiang Ge saw Chen Mo's Leili Fengxing style of work and his mouth that was utterly unscathed. If the environmental conditions did not allow it at this time, Xiang Ge even wanted to stand up and applaud her.

The contract was signed just about the same time. After the two parties said hypocritical words, they walked out. Fu Rongsen naturally invited Xiang Ge to have lunch.

Xiang Ge lowered his eyes and thought for ten seconds: "Sorry, Director Fu, I made an appointment with my boyfriend at noon."

Fu Rongsen: "Ah, then--"

"Then Director Fu walked slowly." Xiang Ge slowly smiled.

Gong Mo might think this is not appropriate, so she looked at her on the spot, and her voice was very low: "The order to expel the guest is a bit obvious."

Xiang Ge was surprised and lowered his voice: "Is it so obvious?"
Chapter completed!