The Perfect Hidden Marriage

  87, sentiment: he wants to find the past and love her again

  When the car is concealed in 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, my teacher taught that if people don’t have dreams, their spirits will be barren, and if people don’t have goals, life will have no direction.

  So, when I was young, I had to read good books.

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

  When you reach your marriageable age, you have to find a good partner.

  Get married and have a quality baby.

  With a baby, it must be cultivated into an excellent talent.

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

  At every stage of life, there must be a goal. Life is complete, vivid, colorful...

  Su Mubai was looking forward to getting maternal love when she was very young.

  At that time, he had no mother.

  Later, a woman named Yao Mei gave him the lack of warmth. He also brought him a cute little brother.

  When Mu Sheng was a toddler, she even led a beautiful little girl into the door, giving them a warm home again and adding a soft color.

  Su Mubai likes Su Jin, that strong and delicate little girl is a smart and sensitive child.

  She has a longing for home even more than him.

  She has more desire for love than him.

  She loves life even more than him.

  She is more crazy about knowledge than him.

  She is better at discovering beauty than anyone else.

  She can draw the most beautiful paintings. Her paintings have repeatedly won awards in various competitions.

  Her painting teacher said that she is a rare painter, and if she devotes herself to this aspect, she will become a national master in the future.

  She likes to paint.

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

  He supported her to paint.

   Young and brilliant, he fell in love with her who likes to paint.

  Innocent years, love is like a sunrise.

  He likes to look at her, holding an easel, standing in the rising sun in the east, facing the red sun in the east, drawing hope for a new day.

  He likes to stand in the sun, hold a book, and be a quiet and beautiful man in her contemplation, just to be her model alone.

He likes to hold her thin waist from behind, speak soft love words in her ear, watch her smile blooming in his eyes, the beautiful lines slowly unfold in the pen, and a small family alive in their careful study. On paper...

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

  She said that one day, she will set up such a home for them, that is their world and their paradise.

  At that time, they were looking forward to growing up, in the silly love of each other, they bumped, laughed and cursed, released their youth, and enjoyed the purest and simple years of life.

  At that time, they yearned for marriage, hoping that in the future, you and I would give birth to a bunch of dolls, and use the most true love at the beginning to make a marriage story.

  At that time, when I was young, my ideas were always good, and my wishes could always be realized in the future.

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

  He reluctantly said goodbye to everything he used to, and watched her sad and weeping, and left the scene sadly, waiting for him to be strong and strong enough to hold up the future, using his vigorous vigor to end the suffering, and the original happiness of love...

  He is waiting for one day to find the past—

  That became his only goal and direction in life.

  Only in the past is everything beautiful.

   can go past, can you really find it back?

  When reality is shattered by betrayal, love is also torn apart.

  He is using 120,000 points of patience, removing obstacles and re-attaching hope.

  But after she was desperate, she married someone else.

  The cry of "Brother-in-law" broke his heart.

  Her coldness, repeatedly scraping his skin, picking his bones, twitching his tendons, digging his heart...

  Or, that’s the pain she endured four years ago.

  When the nickname becomes the exclusive of others, when the old happiness becomes a dream, when the ruthless reality blocks their future, all that is left is sorrow and suffering.

  They, why did they become like this?

  My dreams when I was young, how come they will all go away in the future today.

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

  He squinted and opened it again. I don't know when there was a young girl in the middle of the road. With a bunch of light balloons in his hand, he rushed towards a handsome boy on the opposite side, and ran through the red light desperately.

  This kind of picture, he seems to have experienced it.

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

  For example, send her a dozen art balloons with love words, and get her laughter, a string of warm sweet kisses...

  The vehicle speed is too fast.

   is about to hit her.

  He slammed the brakes and rushed to another lane, only to hear the car whistle screaming, the brakes reverberating harshly, and a bus full of citizens rammed head-on.

  He was startled and stepped away.

  Opponent, shocked, avoid.

  The surveillance camera on the roadside recorded such a scene:

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

  The next moment, the truck overturned the ground, and the BMW squashed its head halfway, rushed out from under the truck body, and hit the roundabout...

  Traffic was blocked at that moment...

   And he, in the balloons flying in the sky, tried to remember how shy and happy she was at that time.

  Can't remember it!

  Because he sank into darkness.

  *

  At that time, Jin Hengyuan was busy organizing the funeral.

  Su Jin is dressed in sackcloth, wearing a filial piety towel, kneeling while supporting the coffin, burning tinfoil and yellow paper in his hands; Su Musheng’s filial robes are on the body, side by side.

  A mobile phone ring rang.

  Jin Hengyuan took the phone out of his pocket and glanced at it. It was grandpa’s call.

  He exited the Wanqing Hall, found a quiet and undisturbed place, and answered the phone:

   "Grandpa...is something going on?"

   "I'm still asking you, what you said yesterday, come to accompany Xiaoya in a while. Why is it not worth talking?

  "How long did you let Xiaoya wait? Have you ever counted it?

   "Look for yourself, what time is it now, how about you? How about people?

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

  “She’s getting hot again now. It’s forty degrees. She can’t get back anymore. She keeps yelling your name, and she doesn’t want to stop crying and making trouble. What about you, what about people...

   "I have called you several times in a row, and the line has been busy. Hey, I'm going to ask you, is work important or a child?"

  The old man was roaring fiercely over there, speaking quickly and quickly, and he was very angry.

   "Little girl is burning again?"

  Jin Hengyuan frowned.

   "Yes, the doctor told us to go to Shanghai as soon as possible. Where are you, come here."

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

   "Grandpa, I have something here..."

   "Fart! No matter how urgent and big things are, let me put it down!"

  The old man's stubborn bad temper is offended again.

  "Grandpa, can you make some sense, I don’t care about Xiaoya, I really can’t leave. Then, I will call and find someone to take you to Shanghai. At the Children’s Hospital, I will arrange it right away..."

"Go away, I can find out clearly. These days, you haven't been to work every day. I'm going to ask you, you have so much free time, what are you going to do... Your daughter, don't care, you give birth what?"

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

"grandfather…"

   "If you don't come, don't call me grandpa. Little girl is crying into tears, do you know... listen, listen..."

The old man raised the phone, and Xiaoya cried and screamed: "Daddy, Daddy, do you want me... Daddy, dad, you come back soon, Xiaoya is going to die, little girl is going to die …"

  Heart-piercing crying, grieving Jin Hengyuan's heart.

  "Grandpa, please help me take care of Xiaoya. After I take care of the things here, I will go over to see her..."

  It is impossible for him to put aside the things here and coax the children, nor can he explain to his grandfather that he is married at this time.

   hung up the phone, he called Jiang Tao: "Atao, do me a favor. Go to Jiashi No.1 Hospital and take Xiaoya to Shanghai Children's Hospital."

  Jiang Tao agreed, but before hanging up the phone, he threw down this sentence: "There is something, you may not know."

"what?"

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

  Jin Hengyuan got a chill on his back, and suddenly looked back at her kneeling quietly, frowning his eyebrows.

"How did you know?"

   "I'm here."

   "Help me pay attention, if you have any news, contact me early."

"Row."

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

  Conceal.

   must hide her.