A white lotus attracts swallows

Chapter 29

At dinner, the whole family gathers together happily, but there is a lively family.

If you ignore the flirtatious encounter with Yixiao and the second sister, the elder brother who feeds the elder sister-in-law to eat, and the parents who concentrate on teasing their grandchildren for dinner.

Sitting among them, Cheng Hua suddenly felt hurt.

I used to be able to play with the second sister, but I didn't feel how uncomfortable the big brother and sister-in-law were, but now the second sister has a partner for you and me, and suddenly I feel that I am too alone.

The family members now have their own small circle, but he has no one to talk to.

Reluctantly turning his head, he found that even the maids and servants had become a pair. After looking around like this, only he and Ah Huang who was waiting to gnaw bones under the table were alone.

"..."

Depressed death, good depression.

Hey, I miss my husband so much.

As soon as this heart left, I didn't eat much.The whole family has their own affairs to be busy now, and he has become the one with the most leisure.He put down the bowls and chopsticks without interest, and went to the backyard.

The backyard is still the same, with a swing hanging under a century-old cypress tree, and a few sweet-scented osmanthus trees planted beside it. The season has not yet arrived, and there is no shadow of any flowers.

He remembered that a few years ago, when he was bored, he brewed more than a dozen jars of sweet-scented osmanthus wine and buried them under the swing. He didn't know how much was left.Call the servants to dig it up and have a look. There are three or four altars left in good condition.

After scooping up all the wine and putting it on an exquisite glass wine cup, Cheng Hua slowly drank it facing the moonlight.

Husband is in the palace now, is he also looking at this bright moon?

Today is exactly sixteen, and the moon is so round, it should have been a day of reunion.Will he miss him?

Or, the singer and dancer who watched Xi Yan come was attracted to him again, drunk and gentle?

It seems that the sweet-scented osmanthus wine he brewed is also quite delicious, but unfortunately I haven't drank it with my husband yet...

He drank slowly, gradually lost his eyes, looked down at the reflection in the wine cup, and thought blankly, what should I do if he misses me?What should I do if he doesn't want me?

Can I keep his heart for a lifetime?

He says he loves me now, but what about five years later, ten years later? 20 years from now?

In the dead of night, when people are alone, it is the time when people are the weakest, most sentimental, and most prone to cranky thoughts.

Usually, he always looks like he is planning strategies. After a long time, he almost forgot that there will be times when he can't hold on.

Like a desperate gambler, he used up all his wealth to bet on Yan Lu alone.The time of loving him for ten years like a day, he endured so much heartache and loneliness, just to make him smile at him, talk to him, and give him tenderness.Now that his goal has been achieved, he suddenly has a kind of hesitation that is similar to the feeling of being close to his hometown. He is afraid that all this is just a flash in the pan, that Yan Lu will treat him like everyone else, and that his 11 years of hard work will be in vain. I don't want to lose, and I can't afford to lose.

Lovesickness is the best way to teach people to be thin, crying and laughing are also heartbreaking.

The relatives and friends around him all thought that Yan Lu was planted in his hands, but no one knew that he was always the loser at the beginning, and his losses were crushing and helpless.

What is calm and self-satisfied, what is God's help, it is just an illusion that he pretends to not make himself look so pitiful.

The glazed cup is full and empty, empty and full again, very much like his heart, missing Yan Lu, swelled with happiness because of his love, and scared because of his emptiness.

Cheng Yuan still cared about his younger brother very much. After eating, he helped his wife back to the room and lay down. After waiting for him to wash up, he went out to find Cheng Hua who was drunk.

"Why are you sitting here drinking alone?"

Cheng Yuan sat down, looked at the wine jar beside him, and frowned slightly.

"This sweet-scented osmanthus wine was brewed and buried in the ground before I got married, but now it tastes mellow."

Cheng Hua was already slightly drunk, and he spoke with a slightly tongue-in-cheek tongue.

"You guys just bully me, show off, show off, show off in front of my eyes one by one. Hmph."

"Huahua, you're drunk."

"No."

"Stop drinking. Go back to sleep."

Cheng Yuan got up and helped Cheng Hua up, but Cheng Hua didn't resist, and leaned softly on his elder brother, allowing him to take him back to the room.

"Brother, do you love sister-in-law?"

Walking to the front of the room and opening the door to enter, Cheng Hua suddenly turned his head and asked him a question without thinking.

"Of course love."

"What's love like?"

"Love is sweet as honey. Your sister-in-law is that honey."

"No, brother, you are wrong." Cheng Hua stretched out his index finger and shook Cheng Yuan in front of him, "Love is sour. Sour and astringent."

Cheng Yuan looked at his red eyes, hugged him distressedly, and stroked his back.

"Love is sour and bitter. I don't like it."

"If you don't like it, don't want it, Huahua. There will be better ones."

"But I can't bear it..." Cheng Hua raised his head in his arms, showing for the first time the expression of an aggrieved child who couldn't eat candy, "I can't let it go, I can't bear it, I still like him, I still love him. "

Cheng Yuan touched the back of his head and was speechless for a long time, so he could only hold him tightly in silence.

"Brother, will he love me?"

"Our Huahua is so good, he will love you so much that he will never leave you, just like I will never leave your sister-in-law."

"You, you have to bring my sister-in-law with you to comfort me! You hate it! You hate it!"

"Heh... well, well, no sister-in-law. Huahua, be good, don't cry. My precious brother is so outstanding, how could he not love you."

"I don't know...I...I'm so tired...Brother..."

"Go home when you're tired. Big brother will always be here. Whenever you get tired, you can go home anytime. It's okay for big brother to take care of you." Cheng Yuan hooked his chin, caught his little teardrops, and said softly Said: "You are the youngest in our family, so you don't have to carry everything by yourself. Aren't there older brothers and sisters here?"

Cheng Hua stopped talking, but kept crying with the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Hey, sleep well, you'll be fine tomorrow, huh?"

Carefully wiped away his tears, pushed him into the room, asked the maid to fetch hot water, and watched him tidy up slowly.

"I'm still crying, and I'm going to stare at walnuts again when I wake up tomorrow. Just wait and see how your second sister laughs at you."

The absent-minded man immediately pouted and glared at him.

"Okay, sleep well. It's embarrassing to cry at such an adult."

"Don't tell Second Sister!"

"Know it."

Seeing that the person had returned to his usual appearance, Cheng Yuan felt a little relieved and went back to the bedroom.

"Is he all right?"

"Well, I still couldn't help crying, I was persuaded." He touched his lover's haggard face distressedly, and said slightly reproachfully: "Didn't I tell you not to worry and go to bed earlier. I haven't had a rest these days. good."

Su Ling'an moved in with a smile, let Cheng Yuan come up, and said, "There is nothing so precious. This child Huahua keeps everything in his heart. He always looks very strong, and he doesn't say anything when he is wronged. Like this It's good to vent once in a while. I just don't know what's going on with them. Far, why don't you find some time to go and have a look."

Cheng Yuan shook his head, went to bed and embraced him, gently stroked his stomach, and said the argument of his parents: "Siblings have their own blessings. It's useless for us to intervene in their affairs, let them handle it themselves. Now, you still Take care of yourself before you talk. When the little bastard in your stomach comes out, let's have a good rest and go out for a walk. "

"What little bastard, this is your son!"

"It doesn't matter, it's the little bastard who makes you feel bad. But it hurts me so much. Come on, let Xianggong see this little bastard..."

"...Irregular!"