Her little face quickly turned pale, slowly returned to rosy, but the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were ashen.

Suddenly I realized it.

Oh, Qu Weilan's home is in Maicheng. So that's it.

It's really... a woman sings with her husband.

——An Ran, what are you thinking? He was just wondering if he regretted it. At that time, he sent a text message saying he wanted her to wait, and was he going to prepare to come with her?

She really misunderstood.

"Wait, the driver just now seems to know your fiancée, call her Miss Qu..." She thought about it carefully, and her guess in her heart became bigger and bigger, "The surname is Qu, then the governor of this S Province is hers--"

"Father?" An Ran said those two words, and her heart was pounding, looking at Mo Huaiyuan incredibly, "Is she the governor's daughter?"

Mo Huaiyuan didn't say anything. He just closed his eyes and felt the feeling of her lying beside him and talking made him slightly palpitations and distracted.

If you can't look at her at this time, you will only remember her expression when she was forced to take care of her naked body.

The blood will boil.

"Then what is your position to take over when you come to the municipal government this time?" An Ran asked with a mockery. She said, why would the leader ask her to pick her up in person? How dare they neglect the governor's son-in-law in the future?

Mo Huaiyuan stood up coldly, cut off his fanatical thoughts, and said in a cold voice: "Second City."

An Ran's heart skipped a beat, sure enough!!

Place above yourself!!

Somehow, she felt wronged and gurgled like a river. The pain made her bent over and unable to get up.

"Lying down for a while if you are tired. If you are not in a hurry to go back to the municipal building," Mo Huaiyuan unbuttoned the button again, turned on the air conditioner and breathed in, and said hoarsely, "I, go and handle the business."

The little woman behind her was sad and said nothing.

He thought he had made a promise, so he took the laptop to the desk and started working seriously.

The sound of the air conditioner was buzzing very low and steady in the room.

An Ran's eyes were red for a long time, and he got up. With the sound of typing on the keyboard, he climbed to his suitcase, rummaged over and over, and found the wet wipes he knew in the compartment, and there was chocolate on the side pocket. When she used to be low in blood sugar, he would always let her eat a piece before boarding the plane.

I took the things rustlingly, took off my shoes skillfully, and went to bed and shrank it into the air conditioner quilt.

I wiped my eyes and started gnawing on the chocolate bite.

Mo Huaiyuan, who was working on the side, couldn't help but raise his eyes and glance at her - this was a habit she formed. For twenty years, she had been accustomed to taking naps and having afternoon tea in his room every day at noon, from teenagers to young people, from young people to adulthood. At that time, he had such good endurance. He had never touched her for so many years, but since he really tasted her, even if he looked at her more, he couldn't bear it.

Then, then.

After making a cup of coffee at hand, Mo Huaiyuan couldn't help but recall their long past little by little, little by little.

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"Big slug, big slug, don't run!!!" The little Anran wore a big fluffy skirt, laughed and chasing the children around the tree, and ran with a group of friends. The boy called "Big slug" was finally made to cry by them, and ran home with two snots.

The courtyard

A group of children laughed.

An Zhanyu got out of the black military car, his face pale and solemn. He turned around and opened the door of the back seat in person and called out: "Come on, come on, come down."

A young man came out there a long time later, with a calm expression of tragic expression and his lips were pursed very tightly.

Under the sun, the complexion is white and transparent.

"Ranran, come here and go home!" An Zhanyu frowned and called out to the little girl who was having fun in the distance.

"Okay! Come on!" The little girl jumped high and rushed towards the door of the house with a "swoosh".

The boy looked at her indifferently, cheering and still looking.

"Huaiyuan, come in." An Zhanyu saw him hesitating, with a little longing in his eyes, and advised him to come in.

He finally stepped into one foot.

"Ranran, let me introduce you to Brother Huaiyuan. He will live in our house from now on. Do you know?" An Zhanyu said to his heartless little daughter holding a kettle bigger than his head.

The little girl burped loudly, her eyes were clear and bright, and she pointed at him foolishly: "Then why didn't he go back to his own home?"

An Zhanyu frowned and was about to blame his daughter for being speechless, Chen Pan, who was beside him, walked over and pulled his baby and said, "My brother's parents died in a front-line battle. My brother is an orphan. You should spend more time with your brother in the future, do you know?"

sacrifice.

Dad said that sacrifice is a good saying that death is death.

"Okay!!" the little girl agreed readily, shook her two braids, and didn't know what sympathy meant. She cheerfully stepped forward and stretched out her pink little hands and laughed out two dimples, "Brother Huaiyuan, I am An Ran, Ranran, I will play with you in the future!"

The boy looked at her coldly, not even lowering his head.

She was still happy, holding his cold hand with her water-stained hands and laughed foolishly.

He was still very young at that time and knew how to hide his sadness, because no matter how close he was to or how good he was to him, they could not truly understand the pain of losing his closest relatives.

They can give comfort.

That pain has never been reduced by half.

Of course, later, someone understood it later. It was almost four years later, when Chen Pan died of breast cancer. The little girl who had no idea what was crying in her impression was crying and ran to him, saying, "Brother Huaiyuan, my mother is dead." Only then did he feel that a beam of light broke out from somewhere and shone into the darkest and most humid part of his heart. He once thought that no one would understand the sadness that would be understood in his life, but she understood it alone.

She subconsciously ran over and cried to him to express her destructive emotions.

Anyone who has cried bitterly and has actually lost anything has ever been.

He was thirteen years old that year and was already very tall. He walked over and held her shoulder and held it in his arms, saying it in a low voice, like an unforgettable promise: "It doesn't matter. I will accompany you in the future."

From then on, side by side.

No matter what you say or do, there are people accompanying you or encourage you, but only that person understands the reason.

It was only later that An Ran slowly began to resent An Zhanyu.

Because when Chen Pan died, he was still on a business trip outside to perform tasks, and he didn't even see Chen Pan's last time before he died. For more than ten years, this resentment became deeper and deeper, so deep that she began to be lukewarm with her father, especially when her father was so busy that she didn't even care about her.

This kind of resentment also made her more and more lonely.

During that period of youth and youth, Mo Huaiyuan felt the same as hers. It seemed that there was only them left between heaven and earth, snuggling together.

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Meeting again, it's evening.

He was handing over tasks with the leaders above for half an afternoon, and the next morning he would report on the job at the meeting.

At night, when I got home from get off work, I ran into Mo Huaiyuan who was walking out with my leader in the hall.

He glanced over and looked at her for two seconds, then looked away and talked to the leader. But An Ran already understood what he meant, which meant--"Stop there and wait for me."
Chapter completed!