In the banquet hall, Shen Duli, Zhou Rong and the four girls looked anxiously and looked at each other.
It was a wonderful family reunion dinner, but the four girls' jealousy made the whole house unhappy. Ye Huan, the protagonist of the reunion dinner, was nowhere to be seen, and the four girls had guilty looks on their faces.
Zhou Rong, who was anxious, couldn't bear to see them upset, so she forced her face to comfort her: "Don't worry, maybe he will just go out for a walk and come back soon..."
Gao Shengnan bit off his chun, then put on his police hat, stood up and said, "I'll go out and look for him."
With that said, he hurried out of the hotel like a gust of wind.
Shen Duli and Zhou Rong looked at each other and smiled bitterly. All his guards and Zhou Rong's bodyguards were sent out to look for Ye Huan, but they haven't been found yet. What can this girl do if she runs out?
Nan Qiaomu lowered his head and sat on the chair without saying a word, but his face was a little pale.
No one understands Ye Huan better than her, including his parents, and they understand him better than she does.
She knew why Ye Huan ran away suddenly.
Ye Huan is a person who loves freedom. When the surrounding environment makes him feel restrained and depressed, he will choose to resist desperately or escape.
What made Ye Huan restrained and depressed was not only the jealousy of the four girls, Nan Qiaomu knew that there was also a deeper reason.
The simple life was broken, from poverty to prosperity suddenly, everything was different from before. There were thousands of followers coming and going, carriages and horses walking around, rich clothes, good food, power and money, it was like having a Nanke dream, the dream He got everything he wanted, family, friendship, love, he could choose, he could squander it. The poor boy who was looked down upon by many people and still struggled unyieldingly to survive, the down-and-out orphan, suddenly fell into a lot of love. These days, Can he adapt? Can he not be confused?
Nan Qiaomu felt sorry for him. Ye Huan was still the same Ye Huan, stubborn, resolute, and a little willful. He kept that confused feeling deep in his heart. What outsiders saw was just his brilliant smile. Smiley face.
Everyone seems to have forgotten that it takes time for a person to adapt suddenly from one environment to another. If he is not used to the prosperity in front of him and cannot bear to hurt the relatives around him, then he can only choose to escape.
Where can he escape to?
Nan Qiaomu smiled quietly. Where else could he go other than the once warm and familiar place?
Standing up, Nan Qiaomu said, "Uncle and aunt, I will go out to find him too."
Zhou Mei and Liu Mei looked at each other, stood up at the same time and said, "Let's go too.
In an instant, all four girls were out.
Shen Duli looked at Zhou Rong, smiled bitterly and said, "Look at this reunion dinner, we are the only ones left."
Zhou Rong had a smile on her lips, but she pretended to be sad, and sighed: "So many girls."
It’s really annoying to choose who to be my daughter-in-law in the future..." Shen Duli made a serious face and said, "Just let him go, the relationship between men and women should be taken seriously, how can you be such a child's play? I see you and What will happen to my son in the future?"
"You don't need to worry! With a family business as big as Tenglong Group, are you afraid that you won't be able to support several wives?"
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Nan Qiaomu guessed right, Ye Huan escaped from the bustling city and hid in an old building where he was once a poor man.
He likes it here, he feels that this is the only place that truly belongs to him.
People are really lowly, and they are not used to rich clothes and fine food, but they find that living in the slums is where they live.
He is used to poverty, and he is afraid that he will be lost in the prosperity. He is afraid, uneasy, and afraid. What exactly he is afraid of, he himself does not know.
In the simple and messy bedroom, in front of the old and breathless computer, Ye Huan folded his hands and typed word by word on the keyboard. He also picked his feet from time to time, holding a cigarette in his mouth. The smoke made his eyes slightly swollen.
He squinted, still staring at the screen with all his concentration.
The character on the screen is too cold. You can tell at a glance that she is definitely not called Chuáng. The female police officer is good and she looks beautiful in uniform. But if I ask her to have sex with me in uniform, I don’t think she will agree. What’s more,
You might beat me up..."
On the Xunfang score, Ye Huan reviewed the four girls one by one. When he reached the end, he suddenly slapped the keyboard and cursed: "Fuck! I don't have the time to update this thing. I'm really sick!"
Ye Huan felt heartbroken when he thought of Nan Qiaomu's resentful and aggrieved eyes.
Zhou Mei, Gao Shengnan, Liu Mei, they were interested in him, Ye Huan could tell.
But do they know what love is?
Will they prepare breakfast before I get out of bed in the morning, then suddenly lift my quilt and kick me out of bed?
Will they frown when I cough from smoking, secretly hide the cigarettes and lighters, and then give me one every hour?
Will they pat me on the shoulder when I am most helpless, smile and say... Hey! It will all pass!"?
Would they take several buses to and from work every day just so that they could sit in the living room with them in the evening, watch TV quietly for a while, and then have a few peaceful chats?
A woman who should have been so radiant was willing to give up her glory for me. She squeezed into this small shabby room with me, holding hands and laughing at the vicissitudes of the world outside the window. The passage of time is like water and trees. It seems that she was born to come to this world for Ye Huan.
No matter whether he is poor or rich, she is like his shadow, never leaving him but remaining unknown.
What is love?
This is what the fuck is called love!
Do other women understand?
In the small small room, Ye Huan suddenly realized the Great Way like a Buddha sitting under the Bodhi tree.
A breath of fresh air rushed straight to the spiritual platform, and Ye Huan suddenly became enlightened.
Buddha became enlightened because he suddenly figured it out.
Where is Ye Huan? He suddenly figured it out.
Becoming a demon or a Buddha is often a matter of a thought, and acceptance or failure is also a matter of a thought.
Ye Huan loves this woman, loves Nan Qiaomu, it's that simple.
After taking a deep drag on the cigarette, Ye Huan took out his cell phone with a smile, turned it on, and then dialed a familiar number.
, "Qiao Mu, I'm back, back to our home," Ye Huan said with a smile.
On the other end of the phone, Nan Qiaomu's voice was as calm as ever: "Well, I know you must have gone home."
silence……
"Qiao Mu, if you don't dislike me for being such a jerk, let's be together." Ye Huan's eyes were slightly moist.
There was a deathly silence on the other end of the phone, and a moment later, soft sobs could be heard faintly.
Ye Huan smiled bitterly: "Does my confession make you feel so uncomfortable?"
, "No, Ye Huan, no Ye Huan, I have been waiting for your words for too long, so long that I can't even remember the years, me, me." Nan Qiaomu's sobs became clearer and clearer.
Ye Huan's heart couldn't help but ache for her.
The small rooms are close to each other, but they are as far away as the end of the world. The love in Nanqiao has always been humble and quiet.
, "Ye Huan, I have always been in love with you, ever since I was a child. I have never dared to say it out loud these years. I was afraid that you wouldn't accept it, I was afraid that you would run away, and I was even more afraid that I wouldn't even have the right to stay by your side.
Nian, I don’t know how many times I have cried for you secretly. Ye Huan, I finally waited for you. Before I grow old, I finally waited..." Ye Huan's eyes turned red: "Qiao Mu, I'm sorry, I am indeed a
Bastard, I have delayed too much of your precious youth. You have been struggling with some inexplicable things these years. I am just a gangster. I am afraid that I am not worthy of you. I am afraid that your brilliant life will be ruined by daily necessities."
, "Ye Huan, I know you are a bastard, but you are the bastard I love. What does it mean to be worthy? Even though you, Ye Huan, are penniless, in my eyes you are an upright man. That's the only way.
Only a man worthy of me, Nan Qiao, is willing to spend the rest of his life calculating your daily expenses!"
The two of them talked to each other and laughed with tears in their eyes.
These years have been difficult for everyone, and it has not been easy.
"Ye Huan, why did you suddenly think of confessing to me tonight?" Qiao Mu asked gently.
There was a sudden clarity on Ye Huan's face.
“After seeing all the prosperity, I suddenly figured it out.”
This ordinary sentence, uttered in the mouth of this twenty-year-old young man, although the mountain is still a mountain, it has the added meaning of the vicissitudes of thousands of mountains.
Nan Qiaomu stopped talking. She understood this man. She was the only one in the world who understood him.
On the phone, Nan Qiaomu softly hummed a childhood song, "Yueren Song". She had sung it many times in front of Ye Huan, but unfortunately Ye Huan could not learn it, let alone understand the deep meaning.
, "There are trees in the mountains, and the trees have branches. I am happy with you, but you don't know it..."
Ye Huan hummed softly along with her. At both ends of the wave, the two closed their eyes and enjoyed the tranquility and warmth. There were smiles on their faces, but more and more tears flowed.
Nan Qiaomu choked with sobs and hummed uncontrollably.
It's not that he can't sing, he just keeps escaping.
, "Qiao Mu, do you still remember that you folded a lot of paper cranes for me every year? I kept stuffing them under the bed without even looking at them."
"Of course I remember" Nan Qiaomu sighed faintly.
Ye Huan wiped his tears and said with a smile: "Over the years, there should be a lot of those paper cranes. Can I take them to the scrap station and sell them tomorrow?"
,"Why?"
, "If we can raise nine yuan from selling them, we will go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the certificate tomorrow, okay?"
Nan Qiaomu was stunned, then squatted on the street with his cell phone in hand, crying loudly regardless of the image.