Rebirth, I really tried to refuse

Xu Xinghe can climb down the pole.

He really drove away, the engine roared, and the car exhaust smoke came out.

The black hair on Fang Ya's head fell away in strands.

Fangya was left alone in the same place, confused in the wind.

No, you really left?

Fang Ya's red lips parted slightly, and she stood there blankly for a long time without reacting. When she reacted, she was about to take out her phone and make an angry call, but she held it in her hand and watched the car drive away.

The figure's back, biting her lips and pacing her beautiful legs, then turned around angrily and left to go upstairs.

Xu Xinghe was in the car. He had no choice but to run away with an excuse. After all, Sister Zhang also took the initiative to call and said that she was going to celebrate the holidays. There was no other way. Xu Xinghe could only divide the day into

Use three portions.

He hurriedly sent Fang Ya home, and then drove to the airport. He had to pick up Aunt Wen when she came back from the capital today.

But in terms of time, because Xu Xinghe couldn't reveal his secrets in front of Fang Ya, he was not in a hurry when staying with Fang Ya, so in terms of time, he was a little late.

When we arrived at the airport, Aunt Wen had been waiting there for a long time with her suitcase in tow.

Wearing a women's suit and wearing high heels, she looked very smart. She seemed to be talking on the phone, "I don't agree, there is no discussion on this matter."

It was impossible for Xu Xinghe not to grasp Aunt Wen's fragile appearance at this moment, and he planned to put his mark on it arbitrarily.

Aunt Wen has her pride and her weakness. Xu Xinghe's relationship with her at this moment has actually not completely changed. He is definitely not unquestionable in front of Aunt Wen. You are my support.

of.

Under normal circumstances, the two of them are definitely not as close as they are to Sister Zhang.

"That's right." Xu Xinghe responded politely.

From her childhood experience, what Aunt Wen wanted was support. In fact, what she wanted was always very simple. She wanted to be owned. Instead of being like a ball, being disliked by others wherever she went, being kicked around, leaving her face disgraced.

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Aunt Wen sighed, squeezed the shoulder strap of her bag a little harder, looked at Xu Xinghe, shook her head, and then said, "Nothing's wrong, um, where is Zhang Yiling?"

Aunt Wen tried to wipe it, but she couldn't wipe it clean, so she could only cover her mouth.

But Xu Xinghe didn't ask, waiting for Aunt Wen to cry and vent her emotions.

Although Aunt Wen can accept a little intimacy from Xu Xinghe, she is definitely not allowed to be too proactive or act coquettishly.

Aunt Wen responded to Xu Xinghe and said that he was fine, but while driving the car to Zhang Yiling's company, Aunt Wen's expression was still a bit wrong. She looked at the car window from time to time, her expression was a bit blank, and she looked a bit dazed.

"Sister Zhang is at the company. I'll pick her up later. Let's have a meal together and then go home."

And Xu Xinghe knows when to give Aunt Wen space, and also knows when to move forward forcefully and compress Aunt Wen's own space.

As soon as Xu Xinghe got out of the car and walked over, he heard Aunt Wen's tone of voice, which could not be said to be too friendly, but undeniable and very aura.

That feeling of powerlessness in the capital, facing the indifference of her so-called relatives, at this moment she really wanted someone to give her some positive power and warm her up a little.

So the tears did not hold back again and fell down. Aunt Wen broke away from Xu Xinghe's hands, suddenly opened her own hands, hugged Xu Xinghe in front of her, "Xinghe, Xinghe"

Xu Xinghe heard Zhang Yiling say before that Aunt Wen was at home because she was brought here by Grandpa Fang's old comrade. Except for Fang Ya and their own family, who were very kind to Aunt Wen, other relatives were more or less malicious.

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Of course, Aunt Wen was mainly silent. She seemed to have something to say, but she didn't say it. She felt a little depressed.

Peeling away Aunt Wen's defense layer by layer, if Aunt Wen is willing to say it at this time, then she may be willing to do so.

Xu Xinghe was not in a hurry and gave Aunt Wen enough time. Even though Aunt Wen didn't say anything for a long time, Xu Xinghe's expression remained unchanged and his voice remained gentle, "Let's eat."

Maybe it was because Xu Xinghe and her had broken through that relationship a long time ago. Although it was an accident, in Aunt Wen's heart, maybe she didn't realize that her attitude towards Xu Xinghe had actually changed significantly.

We waited until we arrived at the underground garage of Sister Zhang’s company.

Xu Xinghe turned his head and glanced at her from time to time.

After Xu Xinghe waited for her breathing to completely calm down, he took the initiative to let go of Aunt Wen, then took out the wet wipes he had prepared before going out from his bag, and gently wiped Aunt Wen's face without saying a word.

Aunt Wen did not refuse, and no one offered her wine. Zhang Yiling also put away her usual sharp edge when facing Aunt Wen.

Just hold her hand and let her know that you are there.

"I'm here, I'm here."

When Aunt Wen returned to the dinner table, Xu Xinghe was worried that they would start to fight each other when they were drunk, so he never wanted them to drink.

Xu Xinghe has been holding Aunt Wen, waiting for her to go from intense emotional feedback to slowly sobbing, and then finally calm down, just hugging Xu Xinghe quietly, as if greedily sucking in the safety that comes from him at this moment.

feel.

It is getting late, most people in the company have dispersed, the garage is very quiet, and the voice-activated lights will light up one by one according to the sound of cars passing by.

"I, I'm about to lose my grandpa again." Aunt Wen finally cried, with an expression of extreme sadness and despair on her face. Her voice was full of fear and anxiety, as if she no longer knew what to do.

Zhang Yiling originally wanted to say something, but when she saw Xu Xinghe's blinking eyes and Aunt Wen's expression, she stepped on her high heels and got into the back seat.

Aunt Wen's expression was a little confused, "Xinghe."

Zhang Yiling is the person who is most familiar with Aunt Wen. It seems that the two of them are always having a lot of troubles, but when things really happen, Zhang Yiling just rolls his eyes and sighs, "What else can you do? I'm back in the capital, and what else can I do?"

It's not her family's business."

Why is Aunt Wen so good to the little girl at home? She has been indifferent since she was a child. Only slaves who have lost their mothers need her, so she puts the daughter on her back into her mouth and hugs her.

I'm afraid it will fall on my body.

After all, Aunt Wen was older. She lowered her head, gently fiddled with the bouquet wrapped in plastic packaging with her little hands, raised her head and narrowed her eyes with a smile, "I'm interested."

Xu Xinghe hugged her tightly, and tried to keep his voice as warm as possible. His hands were small and he patted her back gently, "You still have me, you still have me, you have me."

Zhang Yiling said in a rare voice, "In a while, I will drink with Wen Wan. You can enlighten her more. Wen Wan said that happiness means that her life has always been good, but if she is unhappy, she must also be unfortunate."

The smell of wood in the private room was very strong, and the light when looking up was dim.

Xu Xinghe quickly held Aunt Wen's hand. She didn't know whether it was because she felt cold or because it was too cold. Her hands didn't have much warmth and were a little cold. Xu Xinghe quickly covered hers with both hands.

He held his hand, then nodded slightly, looked at her, and nodded, "Are you feeling better?"

"Why are you saying thank you to me?" Xu Xinghe seemed a little unhappy. He took Aunt Wen's hand, looked at Aunt Wen, and said seriously, "What you said is very unpleasant. I am

You man, you can tell me anything and discuss with me. I am willing to support whatever ideas you have. Wen Wan, you have to remember that you are no longer you at this moment, you are also me."

Xu Xinghe was stunned, but Aunt Wen continued, holding Xu Xinghe's hand tighter, "Grandpa Fang has always been very kind to me. He often helped me out before, but..."

Zhang Yiling opened the passenger door, hoping to get Aunt Wen to open it. However, before Aunt Wen could say anything this time, Xu Xinghe winked at Sister Zhang, indicating that she would sit in the back.

As he spoke, he lowered his head.

"I, I don't want the inheritance, I don't want anything, but they have been guarding me, so I kind of want it."

Xu Xinghe hugged her, breathing heavily and patted her shoulder, his voice thick, "Seeing you crying, Wen Wan, makes me feel distressed, my heart aches so much."

Aunt Wen's sobs became louder and louder. Sister Zhang knew exactly what to do at this moment and silently exited the private room, leaving the entire space to Xu Xinghe and Aunt Wen.

The mature Aunt Wen didn't ask why Xu Xinghe was a little late. She gently pressed Xu Xinghe's hand to help her take the bag hanging on her arm, and said in a soft voice, "It's enough for you to help me pull the box. I'll do this."

Do it yourself."

Xu Xinghe didn't hesitate, then stretched out a tissue and gently rubbed Aunt Wen's blushing face. At this time, some people might ask what's wrong, like a hundred thousand whys.

But Aunt Wen's lips trembled slightly, and then she said in a daze, "Thank you, thank you. Xinghe."

There was no need to bother to get to the bottom of things, but the whole journey was quiet, giving Aunt Wen room to think.

"She was raised by her grandfather when she was a child. Her father became a martyr in the army. Her biological mother remarried. The family was fighting for the inheritance. Thinking that she would end up with a father who didn't care for her and a mother who didn't love her, her grandfather brought her to his old comrades. Who would

If she wants to share the property with one more person, she will be even more marginalized. Grandpa Fang's health is getting worse and worse, and her situation is getting more and more difficult." Zhang Yiling allowed Xu Xinghe to understand the emotions shown by Aunt Wen at this moment.

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"Grandpa doesn't guard against me, he, he doesn't guard against me." Aunt Wen's voice became softer and softer as she spoke, and her eyes were blurred by tears.

Aunt Wen looked at Xu Xinghe with a complicated expression. This little boy seemed to have something digging into her heart, but she was a little at a loss. She took the wet wipes from Xu Xinghe's hand. At this moment, she really wanted to not look at him.

Then when Aunt Wen went to the bathroom, Xu Xinghe, who was in the hotel private room, quickly asked Sister Zhang, "Aunt Wen, what's wrong? This is..."

Aunt Wen's eyes were red again, and her voice seemed to have the powerlessness and helplessness of being abandoned, "Uncle, he said, grandpa means that if I choose to get married, I will have no inheritance rights."

If you don't want to say anything, forget it. I'm here. Even if you don't tell me, I will be there. I have everything.

Xu Xinghe's handling method is brilliant.

Xu Xinghe only started to ask why at this moment.

Although he didn't say anything, Xu Xinghe tilted his head when he felt the hand on his back, and his breath hit Aunt Wen's ear again, "Can you tell me, what's wrong?"

Xu Xinghe must respect her armed strength.

When they arrived at the hotel table to eat, the atmosphere between them seemed to be somewhat silent.

After Xu Xinghe passed by, he took Aunt Wen's luggage and asked, "Aunt Wen, what's wrong?"

She still wanted to show her powerful side to Xu Xinghe, including to Zhang Yiling, who knew her best. She seemed to not have the most unquestionable pride in her heart.

So Xu Xinghe will definitely not treat Aunt Wen as a little girl in love.

Today I took the initiative and asked, "Would you like a couple of drinks?"

Seeing this, Zhang Yiling quickly winked at Xu Xinghe, why were you so dumbfounded?

Xu Xinghe knows how to answer.

The car slowly stopped next to Sister Zhang.

Of course he couldn't just give it to Fang Ya, Xu Xinghe treated everyone equally.

The result is obvious, this is the most useful and most needed thing for Aunt Wen.

After a few drinks, she sat in front of a round table with dishes on the table. Next to her was the person she was most familiar with and least defensive about. When the alcohol sank into her stomach, her head felt hot, and Aunt Wen's eyes turned red.

, tears burst from the corners of the eyes and slid down the cheeks.

It was Aunt Wen who hugged him just now, and now it was Xu Xinghe who hugged Aunt Wen domineeringly.

Then after Aunt Wen finished crying, she raised her head and looked at Xu Xinghe with red eyes, and called out, "Xinghe."

Aunt Wen did not let go of Xu Xinghe, and her red lips finally opened, her voice a little confused, "Grandpa is critically ill. Although he was rescued, he made an appointment for me to get married to someone I didn't know before.

Marriage between men"

In this way, not only his body, but also Aunt Wen's heart is attracted to him.

Aunt Wen didn't make a sound, but a few tears fell silently. She raised her hands tremblingly and slowly, followed Xu Xinghe's creaking nest, and slowly hugged Xu Xinghe.

Aunt Wen didn't say much, she pulled up her hair, nodded, got in the car, and saw the apples and flowers prepared by Xu Xinghe.

Xu Xinghe is not in a hurry, he has to take his time. If Aunt Wen takes the initiative to ask for stickers or something, there must be some distance to walk, and this is normal.

Xu Xinghe nodded.

"He seems to regard me as his granddaughter, his granddaughter."

After returning to the capital, Aunt Wen really felt that she had nothing in that home. "No one would speak to me anymore, no one would comfort me. It seemed like I shouldn't be there."

As Aunt Wen spoke, she grabbed Xu Xinghe's clothes tightly and buried her face into Xu Xinghe's chest. Her voice became more and more muffled, and she cried again, "Although grandpa is not dead, I

It seems like there is no grandpa anymore, twice."

Aunt Wen only felt that her heart ached so much, and her fragile appearance was clearly visible at this moment.

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