The Perfect Hidden Marriage

When the car disappears from the traffic flow, looking up, the vast traffic flow is busy and busy.

Everyone is running around, working hard for the future, hoping to get a good home.

When I was studying, the teacher taught that if a person has no dreams, his spirit will be barren, and if a person has no goals, his life will have no direction.

Therefore, when you were young, you had to read good books.

When I grow up, I have to find a good job.

Well, the marriageable age, you have to find a good partner.

Get married and have a good baby.

Once you have a baby, you have to cultivate it into an excellent talent.

When the child grows up, he has to take care of the child...

Every stage of life must have a goal, life is complete, vivid and colorful...

When Su Mubai was very young, she longed for her mother's love.

At that time, he had no mother.

Later, a woman named Yao Mei gave him the missing warmth. And brought him a cute little brother.

When Mu Sheng was a toddler, she even brought in a beautiful little girl, adding another soft color to their warm home.

Su Mubai likes Su Jin, that strong yet delicate little girl, who is intelligent and sensitive.

She yearns for home more than he does.

She desires for love more than he does.

She loves life more than he does.

She is more crazy about knowledge than he is.

She is better at discovering beauty than anyone else.

She can draw the most beautiful paintings, and her paintings have repeatedly won awards in various competitions.

Her painting teacher said that she is a rare painter. If she puts her heart into this aspect, she will become a national player in the future.

She likes to draw pictures.

She loves to use painting to express love, beauty, warmth, complex human nature, enthusiasm for life, fantasy of love...

He supports her in painting.

Young and romantic, he fell in love with her who liked to paint.

Innocence, love is like the sun.

He likes to watch her, holding an easel, standing in the rising sun in the east, facing the rising red sun in the east, and drawing the hope of a new day.

He likes to stand in the sun, hold a book, and be a quiet and handsome man under her gaze, just to be her exclusive model.

He likes to hug her slender waist from behind, speak soft words of love in her ear, watch her smile bloom in her eyes, the beautiful lines slowly unfold under his pen, and a small family emerges vividly in their careful study on paper...

He likes to admire her distinctive smile, which blooms in his eyes, and its beauty makes him intoxicated.

She said that one day, she would arrange such a home for them, which would be their whole world and their paradise.

At that time, they were looking forward to growing up, in the ignorant love, bumping into each other, laughing and cursing, releasing their youth, and enjoying the purest simple years.

At that time, they yearned for marriage, and hoped that in the future, you and I would have a bunch of babies, and use the first and most true love to make a good marriage story.

At that time, when you are young, your thoughts are always beautiful, and your wishes can always be realized in the future.

However, one day, the world turned upside down, love was shattered, and life lost its original shape.

He reluctantly bid farewell to everything in the past, watched her sad and weeping, left the scene sadly, waited painfully for himself to be strong, strong enough to hold up the future, use his vigorous actions to end the suffering, and return the initial happiness of love...

He waited for the day to find the past——

That became his only goal and direction in life.

Only in the past is everything beautiful.

But in the past, can you really find it back?

When reality is shattered by betrayal, so is love.

He is using 120,000 points of patience to push aside obstacles and regain hope.

But she, after despair, married someone else.

A cry of "brother-in-law" broke his heart.

Her indifference was repeatedly scraping his skin, picking his bones, cramping his tendons, digging out his heart...

Or, that's what she suffered four years ago.

When pet names become exclusive to others, when the past becomes a dream, when the ruthless reality blocks their future, all that remains is sadness and suffering.

How did they become like this?

The dreams I had when I was young, why are they all out of shape today in the future.

Su Mubai leaned on the driver's seat, the more he thought about it, the more he felt uncomfortable, the more he thought about it, the more bitter he became, the accelerator was under his feet, and the more he stepped on it, the harder he stepped... He made a sharp turn to the south, the dazzling sunlight was reflected by something, and flashed into his eyes.

He squinted for a moment, then opened it again. At some point in the middle of the road, there was a young girl with a bunch of light balloons in her hands. She was rushing towards a handsome boy on the opposite side, desperately running through the red light.

He seemed to have experienced such a scene before.

In his young love, he did a lot of romantic things.

For example, sending her a dozen literary balloons with love words written on them will bring her laughter and a series of passionate sweet kisses...

Driving too fast.

Going to hit her.

He slammed on the brakes and rushed to another lane, only to hear the horns blare, the brakes echoed harshly, and a bus full of citizens hit him head-on.

Confused, he steps away.

The opponent, horrified, avoided.

On the roadside surveillance camera, such a scene was recorded:

At 10:15, a shiny black BMW got under the wheel of a heavy truck at a flying speed.

The next moment, the truck overturned, the BMW flattened half its head, rushed out from under the truck body, and hit the roundabout...

Traffic jammed at that moment...

And he, amidst the balloons flying all over the sky, tried hard to recall her shy and happy pretty face at that time.

Can't remember!

For he sank into darkness.

*

At that time, Jin Hengyuan was busy arranging for the funeral.

Su Jin was dressed in sackcloth, wearing a filial scarf, and knelt while supporting the coffin, with tin foil and yellow paper burning in his hands; Su Musheng wore a filial robe and stood side by side.

A mobile phone rang.

Jin Hengyuan took out the phone from his pocket and took a look. It was Grandpa's call.

He withdrew from Wanqing Hall, found a quiet place where no one would be disturbed, and answered the phone:

"Grandpa... is there something wrong?"

"I still want to ask you, what did you say yesterday, you will come to accompany Xiaoya in a while. Why is it not worth talking?

"How long have you kept Xiaoya waiting, have you ever counted it?

"Look for yourself, what time is it now, where are you? Where are you?

"Hengyuan, it's your daughter who is in the hospital...

"Now her fever is burning up again, it's forty degrees, and she can't retreat no matter what, she keeps yelling your name, crying and screaming, and won't stop, what about you, what about you...

"I called you several times in a row, and the line was always busy. Hey, I want to ask you, is work more important, or children?"

The old man roared furiously over there, speaking urgently and quickly, extremely angry.

"Little girl is on fire again?"

Jin Hengyuan frowned.

"Yes, the doctor told us to transfer to Shanghai quickly. Where are you, come here quickly."

Jin Hengyuan glanced at the situation in Wanqing Hall: How could he walk away now!

"Grandpa, I have something to do here..."

"Fart! No matter how urgent or important, let me go!"

The old man's stubborn bad temper broke out again.

"Grandpa, can you be reasonable? I don't care about you, I really can't leave. Then, I'll call and find someone to take you to Shanghai. I'll make arrangements for the Children's Hospital right away..."

"Fuck off, I got it right. You haven't been to work every day for the past few days. I'm going to ask you, why did you go off with so much free time... Daughter, don't worry about it, you are born What are you doing out there?"

The old man's unreasonable ability is definitely at the level of ancestors.

"grandfather……"

"If you don't come, don't call me grandpa. The little girl is crying, do you know...Listen, listen..."

The old man raised the phone, and the little girl cried and cried: "Dadbi, Dadbi, don't you want me...Dadbi, Dadbi, come back soon, the little girl is going to die, the little girl is going to die It's..."

The heart-piercing cry hurt Jin Hengyuan's heart.

"Grandpa, please help me take good care of my little girl. After I finish taking care of the affairs here, I will go to see her..."

It is impossible for him to let go of the matter here and coax the children at this time, and there is no way for him to explain to his grandfather that he is married at this time.

After hanging up the phone, he called Jiang Tao: "Ah Tao, do me another favor. Go to Jiashi First Hospital and send Xiaoya to Shanghai Children's Hospital."

Jiang Tao agreed, but before hanging up the phone, he said: "There is something that you may not know."

"What?"

"Su Mubai had a car accident! His life is in danger. The Su family has blocked the news from the outside world."

Jin Hengyuan's back felt cold for a while, and he suddenly turned his head to look at her kneeling quietly, frowning.

"How did you know?"

"I'm here."

"Help me pay attention, if you have any news, contact me as soon as possible."

"OK."

Headache, if she knew the situation, how messy would it be?

conceal.

She must be lied to.