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Chapter 672 Forgive, Worry

Cen Qinghe and Cen Haifeng came to the barbecue restaurant downstairs, which is now a barbecue restaurant. When Cen Qinghe was in elementary school, the owner here was just a tin cart owner, and he pushed the cart to do business at the intersection every day. More than ten years passed in a flash.

When we met again, everyone from the boss to the boss's wife was very enthusiastic. After some pleasantries, Cen Haifeng and Cen Qinghe entered a private room. He ordered her favorite fried potato chips, and Cen Qinghe ordered a few skewers of roasted kidney .

The boss's wife smiled and asked Cen Qinghe, "Where's your mother?"

Cen Qinghe replied: "Going to play mahjong."

"Your mother still loves to play mahjong so much. When you were young, your father took you out for barbecue. You are so old, it's great that your father takes you."

Her inadvertent sentence made Cen Qinghe and Cen Haifeng feel uncomfortable. The former could barely smile, but the latter was tearful, almost crying.

Cen Qinghe took the menu, quickly ordered some, and finally ordered six bottles of strong wine.

The owner's wife smiled and said: "The child is back for the Chinese New Year, happy, drink two more glasses."

After she left, Cen Haifeng looked at Cen Qinghe and said, "Six, how many do you want?"

Cen Qinghe said: "Let's start with half and half, and let people take it if it's not enough."

Cen Haifeng smiled, "The drinking capacity has increased."

Cen Qinghe said: "You don't have to let me, we can have a good drink tonight, and I will see if I can drink you."

Cen Haifeng shook his head, "You can't, you're a little girl."

Cen Qinghe said: "Don't underestimate me. The last time I drank with a client, he was from the Northwest and he was better at drinking. Xinyuan and I took turns drinking and couldn't stand it. That time I drank a bottle of Moutai and two bottles of red wine and beer. I didn't count, that is, that time, I felt that I had drunk enough, and my drinking capacity increased by a level."

She said it in a flaunting tone, but Cen Haifeng felt distressed when he heard it, and looked at her and said, "The client deliberately forced you to drink?"

Hearing his tone, seeing that he was in a hurry, Cen Qinghe hurriedly said: "No, the client is very nice, but just like us, he is in the wine without saying a word."

Cen Haifeng didn't say anything right away, he looked straight at her, his eyes turned red when he looked at her, and without looking away, he stretched out his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose to secretly wipe away his tears.

Cen Qinghe felt uncomfortable when he saw it, so he said calmly: "You don't have to worry about me, I have a good life outside."

After the words fell, Cen Haifeng lowered his head even lower, and took out a tissue to cover his eyes.

Cen Qinghe's throat was choked up, and the tip of his nose felt sore. He couldn't speak, and the private room was silent.

The clerk knocked on the door and came in to deliver the wine. Cen Qinghe opened a bottle, filled it up for Cen Haifeng first, and then poured it for himself.

"Why don't you ask me out for a drink? Come on, have a drink first to appetize."

Cen Qinghe handed the wine glass to Cen Haifeng, and Cen Haifeng took it. She raised her head and drank the whole glass.

Cen Haifeng said in a low voice, "Drink slowly."

Cen Qinghe smiled and said, "I'll give you a warning first."

Cen Haifeng also said with a smile: "Drinking is the most taboo to drink fast first, you have to eat something to fill your belly first, and then you can stop the attack."

Having said that, he drank a glass of wine in one gulp, pretending not to take advantage of her, but in fact he wanted to use the wine to quench the sourness in his heart.

Now that the store is full of people, things are served very quickly. The last two bowls of spicy noodles were brought by the boss's daughter-in-law herself, and she said "it's ready".

Cen Qinghe thanked her, and after they left, she picked up a bunch of roasted kidneys and took a bite.

Cen Haifeng looked at it with a smile on his face, she loved to eat this kind of food since she was a child, unlike a girl, he has called her son for so many years, and has always taken her by his side like a son.

What he wants most is that she can be happy and happy, as long as she wants, as long as he can give, he will do his best to give, but he only did one thing in his life to be sorry for her, but it hurt her so deeply .

Cen Qinghe caught a glimpse of Cen Haifeng looking at her from the corner of his eye, but he didn't expect that he would suddenly lose control of his emotions and cry out when he looked at her.

Cen Haifeng covered his forehead and eyes with his hand, because the grief was so violent that even a grown man couldn't resist it, like a child who did something wrong, knowing that saying sorry would not help, he could only cry out in regret .

Cen Qinghe knew that Cen Haifeng called her out not just for a simple meal, but seeing him like this, her vision suddenly became blurred, and the food in her mouth lost its original taste and became extremely sour.

Putting down the sign, she sat on the chair and wept silently. Cen Haifeng's suppressed weeping made her heart ache. In the end, she took out a few tissues and handed them to him, and said in a low voice, "Why are you crying? What words?"

As soon as Cen Haifeng grasped Cen Qinghe's hand, his forehead rested on the back of her hand. Obviously both of them were sitting, but he bent his body very low, as if bowing to her. He cried and said: "Qinghe ,sorry Sorry……"

Cen Qinghe burst into tears like rain, and there were hot tears of regret on the back of her hand. She knew that it was okay not to say a word at this moment.

Chinese people talk about courtesy, as long as the other party says sorry, in most cases, it doesn't matter if they have to reply.

It's not a mistake that can be made up for with a sentence of "It doesn't matter."

She could only sit on the chair stiffly, and waited until the soreness in her throat that was so suppressed that it hurt gradually faded away, and then she pretended to be calm and said: "Actually, you shouldn't say sorry to me, you should tell me what you said. Ma said."

Cen Haifeng raised his head, crying like a man in tears, and said: "I'm already planning to have a showdown with your mother, I'm sorry for her, and I'm sorry for you, I've been regretting it every day for the past six months...I'm thinking that I will die I can't make you sad, I really thought more than once, go out and let the car hit you to death, you're dead, you don't have to hide from me and don't go home, you and your mother have a good time."

Cen Qinghe's tears flowed down her lower eyelashes. She looked at Cen Haifeng and said, "You really think that if you do something wrong, you can just let it go. What about my mother? What about my grandma? What about me? Do you still want me to suffer a heart-piercing blow?"

Cen Haifeng lowered his head, covered his face with his hands, and faced her facelessly.

Cen Qinghe took out a tissue and blew his nose, and said in a muffled voice: "Now you know where you went wrong?"

Cen Haifeng covered his face and nodded.

Cen Qinghe said again: "I've been away for so long, do you still have any contact with that woman?"

Cen Haifeng wiped his face, and quickly replied: "No, I swear to the lamp that I will never see each other again, Qing He, Dad really knows that I was wrong, can you forgive me?"

Cen Qinghe lowered his eyes slightly, and said: "I have thought about it a lot in the past six months since I left. You are right. The reason why I was so angry at first was because Xiao Fangying was Xiao Rui's mother, and because of the two of you. Son, it is impossible for me to be with Xiao Rui again in my life. After six months of recovery, I basically have no contact with Xiao Rui, no love for him, and it seems that I am not so angry anymore. "

"Dad, you know that our fate as father and daughter is not easy to come by. I don't know if we will have the chance in the next life, so I am very grateful to God for giving us the opportunity to be father and daughter in this life. I can only forgive you this time. I didn't mean to threaten you, I just told you from the bottom of my heart that this kind of thing is too hurtful, and once is enough."

Cen Haifeng was so choked up that he couldn't speak, nodded repeatedly, and suppressed his voice: "I swear, I will never do it again."

Cen Qinghe said: "You don't have to have a showdown with my mother. I think she lives a muddle-headed life very well. The process of some things is not important, but the result is important. I hope that in her heart, you will always be a good husband, and you will always be a good husband." It's a good father."

Cen Haifeng collapsed completely, he took Cen Qinghe's hand, put his forehead against the back of her hand, tears fell from between her fingers to the ground.

He really regretted it. If he had known today, he would never have allowed himself to make such a big mistake, hurting his wife and daughter. How could a man have the face to stay in this house because of his own fault?

But he loves Cen Qinghe and Xu Li so much that he is reluctant to quit.

After half a year of suffering, except for Xu Li, everyone in the know is exhausted physically and mentally, and it is time to draw an end.

Cen Qinghe took out a tissue to help Cen Haifeng wipe away his tears, and said in a muffled voice: "Okay, don't cry, people will think you can't drink enough to make me cry when I go out later."

In the end, Cen Haifeng still cried to his heart's content. After confessing at once, he gradually stopped crying.

Cen Qinghe has mixed feelings in his heart, and he can't say he is happy, because the price of forgiveness is also very heavy. Even if it is family affection, there is a bottom line of tolerance.

When the atmosphere in the room was sad, Cen Qinghe's cell phone rang, and he took it out to see that it was Jin Nan calling.

Cen Qinghe cleared his throat and connected, "Hello, are you here?"

She thought her voice was normal, but Jin Nan paused, and then asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Cen Qinghe realized later, is his voice a bit dull?
She replied aloud: "I am watching a TV series and saw a touching moment."

Jin Nan said, "We're home."

She said, "It's good when it's safe. Where's Chang Shan?"

"Here she is."

He gave the phone to Chang Shan, and Cen Qinghe chatted with Chang Shan again, and when the phone was hung up, Cen Qinghe's mood completely eased.

On the other end, Chang Shan returned the phone to Jin Nan, muttering to herself, "Qinghe seems to be crying, I heard her voice is not quite right."

Jin Nan also heard it, she said she was watching a TV series, why didn't he believe it for no reason.

But what happened to her, she refused to say, how could he know.

"When your phone is charged, you can ask her." Jin Nan was used to it calmly, his tone was lukewarm, and Chang Shan didn't notice the worry that flickered in his eyes, so he just said yes.

The two went back to their own rooms, Jin Nan was still thinking about Cen Qinghe's voice, what could be wrong to make her cry secretly and dare not tell the truth?
The bag in his hand was casually placed on the sofa. After a delay of two seconds, he came back to his senses and his eyes fell on the bag again.

He walked over and took out the white sweater in his bag. At first glance, the front was scattered, with more than a dozen oily spots, big and small, like stars in the sky.

He actually finished a meal in such clothes?

(End of this chapter)