During the tea break, Lu Xi was curious and asked what kind of tea Zhang Yuchen liked.
After all, it is not an era when people like Zhang Yuchen are westernized. Coffee tea should like coffee more.
Zhang Yuchen is not stiff. What can I say? He noticed from Liu Xi’s verbal expression that he seemed to assimilate his young people. In fact, although Zhang Xiaotian was a noble heir to the newly added prince, Zhang Xiaotian especially loved China Tong culture after falling into B city. Tea was his first drink when he was young.
When Liu Xi’s hesitant atmosphere was about to be maintained because of embarrassment, Zhang Yuchen picked up Liu Xi’s noodles without saying a word. He said, "Tieguanyin is fragrant, soft and lingering, and tea is the best way to behave like life, guard against arrogance and rashness, and treat it wisely and calmly."
Zhang Yuchen’s words have been coiled in Lu Xi’s heart to listen to him. It seems that many years ago, when Lu Xi’s knees were not busy, he often talked with catechu and wanted to give Lu Tianhao a tea-flavored life. Now Zhang Yuchen’s words have been thinking for many years, and Lu Xichu was surprised and then thought about it. How can it not be an unspeakable joy?
Zhang Yuchen’s words really talked about Liu Xi’s heart. Later, Liu Xi cleared up the gap with him and talked about shopping mall things, such as some business skills. Liu Xi was a experienced person who carefully touched Zhang Yuchen and Kan Kan and talked about it before he knew it.
I have to say that this tea talk was a good end. Lu Xi’s love for Zhang Yuchen is extraordinary. In his eyes, Zhang Yuchen is a steady and promising young man. Sometimes Lu Xi still thinks that if Zhang Yuchen is not married, he would be willing to introduce his daughter to him and promote a beautiful marriage between them.
Pity? Pity.
But it’s not a pity that Liu Xizeng comforted himself like this.
Even if Zhang Yuchen can’t be a son-in-law, it’s okay for them to forget their old friends.
This time is just a microcosm of time. Lu Xi thinks that if it weren’t for the recent scandal between his daughter and Zhang Yuchen, his affection for that child would still continue from 2000 to go first.
Chinese Style Layout in Mid-Levels Villa Liu Xi is sitting behind a desk with an old photo in his hand. The background of the photo is black and white. The only vivid thing is the innocent smile of young men and women appreciate each other in the photo.
Lu Xi’s wife, Ai Rou, grew up together as a childhood sweetheart. He is six years older than her. Fate is a wonderful thing, and it is often agreed at a glance. In 1953, when six-year-old Lu Xi was holding a powder-carved jade-carved little girl, his heart was soft. At that time, he didn’t know what love meant. He thought that the little girl had a pair of big, dark eyes and was very cute. Later, Lu Xi became this girl’s guardian, holding her hand and carefully carrying her clumsy steps. At the age of sixteen, Lu Xi’s
Lu Xi has been in the shopping mall for 9 years and nearly 30 years. He seems to have an almost persistent desire for his career. Thirty years ago, his desire was not persistent, but devoted to Lu Xi’s first formal face to his heart. He liked being soft and loving.
Once Lu Xi couldn’t understand what love at first sight was. After nine years of life, he finally gave himself an explanation. Love at first sight means that if you are identified, you must be my heart and I don’t regret it.
Adolescents always like to imitate adults and smoke to relieve their worries. That year, Lu Xi sat alone on the steps of his backyard and smoked his first cigarette. It was also that year that Ai Rou was ten years old and went to his brother’s house to play at the same place. This was the first time she saw Lu Xi smoking. The little child smelled the smoke and ran to Lu Xi’s side. The chubby little hand grabbed his sleeve and said, "Brother, brother, the smoke smells bad and soft and uncomfortable."
The teenager’s inky eyes almost spoil the child. He raises his hand and touches her soft hair. "A good brother won’t smoke if he doesn’t feel soft and uncomfortable." Then he holds his arms in the soft armpit of love and holds the little girl in his arms.
In this way, I silently guarded the migration after years. When Ai Rou was ten years old and met Lu Xi at the age of twenty-four, he was already charming and graceful, and she was not the ignorant little girl who said to two adult men and women that it was time to express her feelings that had been suppressed for many years. Lu Xi’s feelings for Ai Rou finally turned from obscurity to transparency. Two appreciate each other people tied the knot the year she graduated from Ai Rou University.
Love her softly after marriage, and he loves her more at home.
His wife, Wen Wan Lu Xi, dared not neglect her career. After years of hard work from scratch, Lu Real Estate first saw its appearance. At that time, Lu Xi and Ai Rou had a love crystallization and were named Tianhao.
From ancient times to modern times, women’s love is great, for parents, for women, for their beloved husbands, and even more for the original wife, Jia ‘er, who is at the side of Liu Xi, is satisfied, but Ai Rou doesn’t think so. She always feels that she should have a daughter in her husband so that she can become his life.
When Ai Rou told Lu Xi that she wanted to have another daughter, Lu Xi objected on the spot. He still remembered that his wife was in great pain when she was born. Her husband, Lu Xishi, didn’t want his wife to suffer such pain again. Maybe it is good for the man to have children in the family, but it is a great cruelty for the woman. For Lu Xi, he has already had a son and a successful career. The most important thing is to love his wife.
Just because Lu Xi gave up doesn’t mean that Ai Rou will give up. After half a year, when Ai Rou successfully conceived and learned that she was pregnant with a daughter, she was so happy that she told Lu Xi about this happy event with a mother’s mind, but his joy was unspeakable.
I saw her in their bedroom that night with a happy face. He hooked her nose. "Silly girl, I am satisfied with having a son. After all, I wronged myself."
Ai Rou didn’t speak. When Lu Xi stretched out her arm, she naturally leaned her head against Lu Xi’s chest and clung to him. She listened to his heartbeat. There was a bright moon outside the window, and she said, "I will love you as life after my daughter is born."
Three months later, the hospital Ai Rou Lu Xi gave birth to a daughter, but she was bleeding heavily and died in childbirth. Before she left, Ai Rou had the last strength to hold Lu Xi’s hand and looked at his daughter with tears in her arms. "Brother, remember to talk to Rou Rou and love our daughter with your life because she is my incarnation. You love her the day after tomorrow."
It’s like going back to the scene many years ago when teenagers smoked to relieve their worries. The little girl’s sweet, waxy voice remembered in her ear that "Brother’s cigarette smells bad, soft and uncomfortable."
"If a good brother doesn’t smoke, he will never smoke again if he is soft and uncomfortable."
Rourou, my silly girl, when you were six years old, you became attached, and my brother couldn’t let you go in his heart anymore.
I haven’t touched tobacco since I was sixteen because you didn’t like me smoking.
Rourou, if I had known you and I would have ended like this, I would rather have never met you in my life, even if I miss you all my life.
The daughter looks very much like Ai Rou. Liu Xi abides by his wife’s promise to love her life and intercepts the word tenderness in his wife’s taboo. The daughter is named Tian Rou.
God-given Lu Xi’s love for softness is rare in his life.
In the 9-year-old moonlit room, Liu Xi wiped her face and tears with an old photo of years of memory, got up and went to the French window to pull the curtains to see the moonlight. In the past 30 years, Lu Tianrou has grown up and understood love.
Lu Xi compared her to his wife in the lonely moonlight and said, "Rourou, our daughter is very beautiful. I can help her find a good marriage, but I never thought that she loved a married woman. In fact, I didn’t want to blame the child. Before that, I also intended to betrothed Tianrou to him. Unfortunately, they had the best meeting. When she loved him, he already had family love. What to do when it was right? What choice was the best for our daughter?"
Moonlight has been tender in time, but it has never stopped. Just as Lu Xi and Ai Rou met each other in the best years, it was love at first sight, holding hands for a lifetime, but it was a pity that love was easy to keep together. When he gave her a beautiful promise and prepared to fulfill it all her life, the red face disappeared, and the Iraqi people were not alone. The years were full of sorrow.
If the moonlight tonight is not like the scene where she snuggled in his arms 30 years ago, it is similar to the moon companion star. If you had the heart to leave me alone yesterday, it was too soft.
Liu Xi knocked at the door when he was immersed in moonlight memories, in exchange for his melancholy.
"Dad, I’m Tianhao."
"Come in," Liu Xi packed up his emotions and went back to sit behind the desk.
Liu Tianhao pushed the door and came in with an extra document in his hand. When he walked to Liu Xi, Liu Tianhao looked apologetic. "Dad, I’m sorry that you asked me to check Yin Ning’s information, except knowing that she is Yin Yinhai’s only daughter."
"Oh," Liu Xi raised her eyebrows and took the file in her hand. In addition to Yin Ning’s photos and names, she had her family background. Her growth track was all white, and even her age was a secret.