Chapter 11

"呲呲"

The phone is vibrating again.

Han Rou only felt that the palm of her hand was hot, and what she was holding was not her own mobile phone, but a hot potato.

Han Wen looked at her flustered but bright eyes, feeling a little dry in her heart.

He showed a gentle smile: "Xiao Rou, you are already 23 years old, and my brother has no objection to your dating."

Brother is just worried...

Han Rou continued to lower her head and said nothing, that sentence was still in her mind.

You like Xu Jingyu.

Xu Jingyu.

That tall man in a simple white shirt with a straight back.

A bright black spot on the bony wrist.

That condescending smile, the silhouette at dusk.

"Take out your phone, maybe Shanshan sent you a message."

Yes, Uncle Liu is going to pick up Leng Shan today, what if Shanshan loses her temper again?

Han Rou took out the phone hidden in the back, just as Han Wen snatched it from the screen, he stopped Han Rou with one hand and flipped through their chat messages with the other hand.

"Han Wen! Give it back to me!"

It's obviously a WeChat friend I added yesterday, but the chat message is so long...

The last WeChat message just now was also sent by Xu Jingyu.

Xu Jingyu: "I passed by a Haidilao, and it felt pretty good. When will I treat you to Haidilao?"

Han Wen returned the phone to Han Rou, Han Rou snatched the phone and turned her back to him angrily, leaning her little face against the cold glass window with her back arched, her fingers slid gently on the screen.

"Humph!"

Xu Jingyu's few words were repeated back and forth in her heart silently.

Xu Jingyu: "What do you want to eat?"

Xu Jingyu: "No, do you know about completely inelastic collisions?"

Xu Jingyu: "This is how I feel about you, Han Rou is very cute."

There was a long silence in the car, and the sky gradually darkened.

Han Wen restarted the car and rushed to the destination. It turned out that this girl would inexplicably ask him what is an incomplete elastic collision in the middle of the night...

Han Wen shook his head and turned on the radio in the car.

The gentle voice of the hostess came out: "The next step is our song request session. It is an eight-year-old boy who ordered a song for his sister. Today is his sister's birthday. Sister Annie wishes her birthday here. hapiness……"

The singing is cheerful, and it is a very nice song.

Han Wen said slowly: "Xiaorou, brother is just worried that you will be cheated."

Han Rou doesn't want to talk to him at all now, before he shouted about her in front of Xu Jingyu with a bad face, and now he is rushing to read her chat records, she is such a big person, she has no privacy at all!
"Humph!"

"Xiaorou, you were only four years old when your parents left. I know that you lack the love of your parents, so I want to protect you better, and worry that you will be deceived and that you will be sad later."

Han Rou's nose gradually became sore, she had only had a cold temperature since she was a child.

The car had already stopped at the gate of the cemetery, Han Wen waited for Han Rou to speak, but she stubbornly remained silent.

The cold temperature rolled down the windows, and the temperature was a bit cool at night.

Although the rain had stopped, the wind was still clammy and cold.

"Let's go, go see your parents first, and talk about other things later."

Han Wen took off his suit jacket and put it on Han Rou's body, then walked in front silently, Han Rou followed him along the path to find their parents.

Under the gray line of sight, the two small faces on the tombstone were also somewhat blurred.

Han Wen put the chrysanthemum in front of the tombstone, and murmured in a low voice: "Mom and Dad, I brought Xiaorou to see you."

In my cold memory, the deepest impression of my parents is this gray and white photo of them smiling kindly.

Her childhood and her growth were all protected by Han Wen with all her strength.

(End of this chapter)

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