See You Tonight, Master Su

"What happened?"

Lara was shocked. Seeing that she had no reaction at all, she simply took the phone from her hand. Looking at the number, it was an international call. She frowned, more strangely, and yelled at the microphone.

"Hey, who are you? What happened?"

The other party was a strange woman who was not proficient in chinese.

"Hello, I'm Mr. Wu Shixiu's new assistant. On his way to h hospital, he was in a car accident and died on the spot..."

What?

His mouth was dry and Lara's voice was hoarse. "What did you say? How is that possible?!"

The woman over there was mumbling something again, but she didn't hear it better. He just put down the phone and looked at Tong Hua, who was sitting beside him. She remained there, her eyes empty, her lips trembling, like a puppet who had pulled away from the world, her face pale and pale, as fragile as a piece of paper.

Lara quickly found a place to park and stopped the car.

"Tong Hua, you haven't confirmed this yet? Don't you keep quiet?"

Without looking at her, Tong Hua's body began to tremble slightly, no longer as calm and calm as before. Trembling like a walking corpse, he took out the rusty keys from his bag.

"M, m... To m..."

"What are you doing? What key is this?" Lara was surprised.

"To m country..."

She just repeated this sentence and could not explain anything. Lara's brain, which was not smart enough in the first place, became even more confused. She scratched her head with all her might. She held tong liang's shoulder with one hand and called Su Minglang with the other.

"Uncle, something serious has happened!"

She was so anxious that she poured beans and beans all over the place and told Su Minglang the whole story. On the other side of the phone, he was silent for a long time and only told her faintly.

"Lara, go with her."

Lara's eyes widened. "Where are you going? M country? Now? Hey, I said, why can't I understand what you guys are saying?"

"Yes, to m country. Now take her to the private airport."

After a few words, Su Minglang hung up.

Lara was stifled, but how could tong jie answer her confusion now, except that her shoulders were shaking all the time, as if she had been cramped? She leaned back and stopped talking. She straightened tong liang's seat belt, stepped on the accelerator and drove her suv straight to the su private airport. Su Minglang had already arranged for the private jet. Apart from the crew members, there were only the two of them.

As Tong Hua's friend and Su Nian's wife, the cool Lara, this time, he was going crazy more than ever.

She had known Tong Hua for many years.

From the intellectual beauty of her early days to the elite of society, Tong Hua's impression in her heart was that she was mature, rational, wise, calm, calm, no matter what happened, she was someone that others could rely on. In front of the gangsters, she could do it with ease. In front of the bomb, she could also analyze the pros and cons. But she had never been so lost before.

Tong Hua's heart was in turmoil.

Is the tempo of the storm coming?

"How much longer?" Just as lara was scratching her heart and lungs, Tong Hua finally spoke, his voice as low as water.

"About thirty minutes."

When the co-pilot finished respectfully, Tong Hua nodded slightly and said absent-mindedly, "I'm going to m country."

"I know. Uncle ordered someone to pick you up at the airport there.

One of the states of m.

The driver who came to pick them up circled the city under Tong Hua's guidance.

"Madam, which way does this road go?"

Tong Hua glanced out of the window, his expression very faint, his eyes a dull pain that seemed to pierce through the years.

"Turn right at the intersection ahead, and then go around a large flower terrace to the left. Go through that fork and walk three or four hundred meters away. There is a small courtyard. There are roses planted in the courtyard. The branches can be seen as soon as they come out of the wall. That's where they are."

She spoke very carefully and depicted it vividly.

But she didn't seem to be talking about a real place, she was looking for memories.

A place with a single door and a single courtyard, with directions, is easy to find.

As she helped her out of the car, the first thing she saw was an old iron door with mottled paint. The iron gate was not only guarded by the iron general, but also pasted with a somewhat faded door god. Through the gap between the iron gates, you could see that the yard was full of plants and flowers in summer, growing crazily in the sun.

"Tong Hua, is this...?"

Looking at the locked iron door, Lara hesitated.

Tong Hua did not answer her. His hand trembled as he carefully unlocked the lock.

The courtyard was quite tidy and didn't look like someone who hadn't lived for a long time.

But it could be seen that its owner had not set foot here for a long time.

Tong Hua dragged her numb steps and walked in step by step. She did not hear Lara's confused question. Her whole brain was filled with memories and memories.

When she entered the room, she clicked on the light and the whole room suddenly lit up.

The slightly musty air was cold and low in pressure.

Her body stiffened as she looked around, her long, silky hair fluttering in the breeze in the hallway, her mouth moving, her fingers caressing a string of glass curtains hanging from the door, and a bitter smile on her lips.

"Father... I'm back..."

Lara was horrified by her monologue.

"Tong Hua, what are you talking about? Are you feeling unwell?"

Tong Hua closed his eyes tightly. He felt his tears turn red and hot, but he could not shed them.

"So I've been wrong, I've been wrong. I saw two pictures of the family tree last time. Wushushu, you've expressed your feelings, but I thought you were just a moment..."

"Tong Hua, did you run into a ghost?" Lara circled around her.

Tong Hua ignored her and went straight inside, opening another door.

"Minglang... Su Minglang..."

By the window, a handsome, sunny young man, like a figure from a painting, had a handsome face and smiled at her. He gently scratched her nose. "Little girl, don't be afraid. I will protect you."

When she was pregnant with the sun and knew her father, she was in a terrible mood. Sometimes, she couldn't wake up all night. He always smiled at her gently. Every time he made something delicious, he would try his best to make her eat it. If she ate a little more one day, he would be as happy as if he had won a big prize, with a sunny smile on his face. At that time, she vomited violently, and sometimes she would vomit all the time when she had just eaten it. For a few months, there was hardly any improvement. No matter what she wanted to eat, no matter when she wanted to eat, he would prepare it for her.

One by one, trivial memories appeared in the brain...

In a trance, she seemed to see another young man running nervously. His forehead was shining brightly from the sunlight, and he smiled shyly at her.

"Tong Hua, are your feet okay? Shall I carry you?"

"Thank you, Minglang."

In a rough alley, the young man smiled and asked her, "Tong Hua, do you want some fruit candy or chocolate?"

"Well... I choose both."

Next to his ears were young boys and girls laughing happily without worry, and his low voice bargaining with the peddler.

But why did she find a photo of her 12 years old in the remnant of the Lijia family tree... Only why didn't Su Minglang say it was his, but vito.

No wonder he could be so nice to her... No wonder she sent a love letter to Su Minglang for her friend, but Su Minglang told her directly to be her girlfriend.

When exactly did Su Minglang start paying attention to her? No wonder he had to leave her in five years without saying a word. He had come to find her father, so he offended the Bai family and got involved in their whirlpool.

Tong Hua looked at the house. It was said to be the house her father had lived in when he was alive. She never knew it. She thought that his father lived in the same place as when he was in the country. There were bodyguards protecting him from tens of miles away. He lived in a luxurious house. The decorations have not changed.

He really loved his mother.

Looking for clues in the room, she saw a calendar on the desk.

On the calendar, there were his scrawled handwriting.

"I squatted ten thousand times and rested my head on my knee ten thousand times, but Jiajia, you never appeared by my side, nor did you think of me once. I am no longer in your memory, but I want to keep my memory of you forever. If I could, how I wish City h was still the same City h as before, and I'm just an ordinary man. I can stay with you forever..."

"Jiajia, I'm just a surviving orphan in this beautiful world. You're the only one who treats me well. You're the only one who makes my family feel good."

"Some people want me to be a tool, some people want me to be an accurate gun, only you, you want me to be a person."

Slowly squatting down, Tong Hua held her knees in both hands and rested her head on them.

She seemed to hear the boy asking her, "Jiajia, what if I miss you?"

The girl's crisp voice was very pleasant to hear. "Haha, that's not easy. So, xiao, look at me, squat down, put your head on your lap, and I will appear in front of you... Well, if I didn't appear, I would have missed you."

In that case, Wushushu, who had always been by his father's side, was also influenced by it! No wonder that day he said he was going to m country for treatment. When Tong Hua said he would miss him, Wushushu actually said he wanted her to put her head on her knee.

"If you miss me, just put your head on your knees... Then I will miss you too."

Li Xiao basically recorded every word he said when he was with his mother for a short time. Every word was a sweet picture. How could such a day be easily forgotten? He had survived all these years on it!

So when he had cancer, he would be so open-minded, would not accept any treatment, and just left in such a hurry! He was in a hurry to find his mother!

Tong Hua thought of Wu Butler again, the way he looked at her, the way he said it to her, the way he took care of her, and why Wu Butler would always sleep with her at night and say such things, but never touch her.

In fact, the person he loves is not her! He had always regarded Tong Hua as his daughter. The person he really loved was his mother, Tong Jiajia. Tong Jiajia, who had never met him before, had recognized Tong Jiajia through the words recorded by his father.

The first time I felt the sweetness of love, I always compared all the women in this world with Tong Jiajia, so that I would never marry a wife in my life.

That's why father would trust him to take care of Tong Hua! Father knew his feelings, so he knew that Wu Shixiu would always take care of Tong Hua, protect Tong Hua, and know that he would never harm a child.

Why, their love for so many years had made her heart so sad.

The perfect love and happy family of her life were the protection of her parents more than 20 years ago. Those people with imperfect love were her accomplishment.

The people that I have missed are gone after all.

Three days and three nights.

Since arriving in m country, Tong Hua has been staying in this house, sorting out some old things and guessing some things. In an old book, she saw an excerpt - "Two little guesses" said that good love is when you see the whole world through one person, and bad love makes you abandon the world for one person.

This should also belong to her father. She could not imagine what state of mind she had written it in.

Now, looking at some of the people in the story, she realized that was why.

On the day she left m country, the weather was still so clear, and the clear blue sky was as clean and bright as water. She looked up and narrowed her eyes for a while, smiled and turned around to lock the door of the yard, put the key back in her bag, and stepped onto the car that had been waiting by the roadside.

This was the place where father lived for twenty years, and it was also the place where father looked at the sky for twenty years.

It was also a sunny day in england.

As soon as she got off the plane, she saw Su Minglang with a stroller in one hand and Xiaotaiyang in the other.

He was dressed in a straight suit, showing off his intelligence and generosity without reservation. He stood there with an air of grandeur and smiled at her.

"You're back?"

Tong Hua walked over slowly, took the little moon from his arms with a smile, and put another hand into his arms.

"Come on, let's go home."

The shadow of the family of four was pulled by the sun for a long time.

Su Minglang saw the bullet necklace she took out her clothes, and a smile appeared at the corner of her eye.

"Sorry, I lied to you again."

"I know. He didn't want to tell me."

Su Minglang pursed her lips, sighed in silence, and held her hand tightly.

That year, when Wu Shilong heard the news, he deliberately turned Li Xiao's most secret house around to let him know, and then conspired with the Bai family, deliberately taking advantage of Wu Shixiu's weakness to arrange him next to Li Xiao to be an insider. But when she found out that Wu Shilong had fallen in love with a dead woman, Wu Shilong was angry. She met Su Minglang seven years ago.

Such a newcomer and quite capable, he was looking for Li Xiao, and this was a good opportunity for Wu Shilong, so Su Minglang knew this place for a long time. When Li Mei gave Tong Hua the key in Jinsanjiao, Su Minglang guessed it was the key here. The reason was that Su Minglang had just gone to england to start a business and was able to settle the Bai family. Wu Shilong was behind it.

In fact, Su Minglang came to m country for this reason.

With Wu Shilong's help now, he was naturally happy and saved a lot of things.

Then there was the story behind...

The quest vehicles rv was still so luxurious and domineering.

Looking out the window at the familiar england, Tong Hua half-narrowed his eyes and did not know what he was thinking. He kept leaning his head on Su Minglang's shoulder, as if trying to get the strength he needed from him. He did not recover for a long time.

"Sleepy?" Su Minglang brushed the hair off her forehead and kissed her.

"Not sleepy." Tong Hua smiled at him. "Minglang, go back today. Can I apply to read my mother's diary?"

He rubbed his chin against the top of her hair and let out a gentle'mmm'.

Tong Hua smiled again. "The story you told in Jinsanjiao was actually inferred from the contents of that diary, right?"

A beautiful woman who had passed away for twenty years opened a secret that had been buried for more than thirty years with a diary that had been sealed for a long time. Using a kind and forgiving heart, she wrote down the causes of all the contradictions that Li Xiao could tell her back then.

It sounds wonderful...

But that heavy affection must have suffocated her, right?

Su Minglang pursed his lips and hugged her even tighter. "You know now?"

His eyes curved and Tong Hua gave a faint smile.

"You're not the one who led the Zheng Yuan car's spontaneous combustion, are you? At most, you just turned a blind eye and didn't remind him that the perverted man almost ruined things. Hehe, this is really funny..."

Su Minglang looked down at her, looking at her pale face in the light of the car window.

"You can still laugh when he's dead?"

"If he doesn't die, how can I know this? How can I know what he's thinking?"

He frowned deeply as he stared at her, his eyes deep.

Tong Hua raised his lower lip and opened his hand to him. "Lend me your phone."

"What are you doing?"

"Let's play!"

The two of them had known each other for so long that Tong Hua had never been a wife who liked to check on the guards, nor had she ever asked him to hand over his phone. Su Minglang never carried her behind her back. But this time, he hesitated.

"What phone are you playing with in the car? You deserve a beating!"

"Give it or not?"

Su Minglang snorted and pulled her into his arms. He lowered his head and found her lips and bit them.

"How dare you fight? Looks like I need to cheer up my husband!"