The old man naturally forgave Li Jingyuan, and after learning about Li Jingyuan and Gu Liangyan's wedding, he severely criticized Gu Liangyan and complained that Gu Liangyan did not notify him to attend their wedding. However, he was still angry and finally directly The golden land was given to Li Jingyuan and Gu Liangyan as a wedding gift.
Thinking of Gu Liangyan's shy smile at that time, Li Jingyuan's heart is so tight that it hurts everywhere!
"Gu Liangyan, why do you drink for me?! Why do you steal my drink!"
The memory was interrupted. Li Jingyuan glanced at the red wine in his hand, smashed the glass to the ground angrily, and growled. Thinking of the scene where the woman stood in front of him to stop him from drinking, he frowned irritably. Why?! Why did you want to grab it? His wine!
"Come here, get the wine! Get..."
Li Jingyuan was obviously not satisfied. He stood up and walked towards the door, yelling impatiently. However, he stopped breathing the moment he opened the door.
"Qing... Qingyu?"
Li Jingyuan looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief and asked cautiously, fearing to scare the woman in front of him.
"Brother Li."
Shen Xixi heard the man's magnetic voice, looked at Li Jingyuan affectionately, and deliberately lengthened her voice.
"It's really you, Qingyu. It's great that you are still alive!"
Seeing the familiar clothes on the woman and hearing the familiar name, Li Jingyuan, who was completely drunk, did not have the slightest doubt and directly recognized the woman in front of him as the deceased Shen Qingyu.
"Brother Li, it's me. I'm still alive. You're drunk. I'll take you home, okay?" Shen Xixi responded quickly, holding the man's arm and coaxing her gently.
Li Jingyuan nodded, "Okay, let's go home."
Li Jingyuan couldn't help but frown when someone else touched his body. He naturally wanted to get rid of Shen Xixi, but when he heard the word "go home" from Shen Xixi's mouth, he abruptly withdrew his arm and his voice He agreed quietly.
At night many years ago, the young Li Jingyuan lost his father and mother at the same time. From then on, his small shoulders carried the entire Li family.
There was lightning and thunder, followed by heavy rain. The little boy knelt in front of the grave of his hands. The rain mercilessly hit the boy's face, and fell to the ground together with the tears from the corners of the boy's eyes.
"Young Master, let's go back."
The housekeeper tried to persuade him distressedly, but unfortunately the boy just knelt there quietly without any response.
"It's not good! The master fainted!"
The only son left with his daughter-in-law. Mr. Li could not bear the pain of losing his loved ones for a moment. His vision went dark and he fainted. The people next to him quickly shouted, and for a while everyone ran to see Mr. Li in a panic, fearing that the old man would come again. What happened?
"Little brother! What are you doing here? Why don't you go home?"
In the crowd, the little girl with a ponytail saw Li Jingyuan kneeling alone and ran over curiously.
"I...I don't have a home anymore."
Li Jingyuan was shivering from the cold, and his lips were turning purple. Hearing the little girl's words, he shook his head sadly. His father and mother had left him, and his home was no longer there.
"Then let me take you home, okay?"
The little girl replied with a sweet voice and took Li Jingyuan's hand. But that childish voice and innocent face became an indelible memory in Li Jingyuan's mind.
"Qingyu, I have never thanked you properly. Thank you for warming me on that cold night."