Chapter 130: Where there is her, it's always picturesque

Life is short for decades, but the time she spends with him is very small.

I finally came back, but I found that my parents were old.

Huang Xinying sighed lightly, then raised a relieved smile, and silently comforted in her heart: Fortunately, there is still time and opportunity to honor them.

"Dad, are you tired?" After walking for so long, Huang Xinying was worried that her father's body would not be able to bear it.

"It's okay! Your father's body is tough, and the tigers can kill a few! Huang Jianhong patted his chest and said with an ironclad face, as if he was afraid that people would not believe him.

Huang Xinying smiled, they were all in wheelchairs, and the tigers could kill several of them, who to scare?

She couldn't help but tease: "Dad, do you really think you are eighteen years old?" I'll believe how many mosquitoes can swatt to death, tiger? Forget it..."

"Hey! Don't look down on your dad, give me a cane, and I can still travel all over the world! Huang Jianhong kicked his nose and face unconvinced, that look, not to mention how arrogant he was.

"Come on, do you really think that you are the best in the world?" Huang Xinying smiled at him.

"Hey~ Don't say it, if it weren't for your father's pregnancy, maybe today, it would be different..."Huang Jianhong said, he sighed, and his eyes gradually dimmed, covering a layer of sadness that no one could understand.

From his words, Huang Xinying, who could obviously catch a touch of regret, and the face that was originally smiling like a flower was slowly filled with a trace of guilt...

"It's all over, it's over..."Huang Jianhong sighed and said softly.

After a pause, he continued to speak in a cheerful tone: "However, I want to ...... back then."

Again!

Huang Xinying suddenly stroked her forehead helplessly, he didn't know how many times he had turned over the old things, he had heard it since he was a child, as long as he seized the opportunity, he would talk passionately for a long time, and her ears were calloused.

Although she felt helpless every time, Huang Xinying was still very attentive and listened to every word her father said.

After all, this is what he really experienced back then.

It seems that only in this way can she share a little pain for him.

However, Huang Xinying understood that what he said was far less difficult than what he experienced at the time.

Also, if it weren't for the bitterness, he wouldn't remember it so clearly.

Small square.

Huang Xinying pushed her father to a circle of people his age and chatted.

Then, she sat aside, supported her cheek with one hand, and quietly looked at her father with a smile on her eyebrows.

I saw his gray hair, I saw the wrinkles on his face, and I saw him in a wheelchair......

As soon as her eyes were hot, a sour thing suddenly surged into her eyes, making her eyes sore and swollen.

Time flies, and I remember that when I left, he could still be alive and well, carrying a hoe, to work in his flower field and vegetable garden.

When I came back now, I saw him in a wheelchair.

Thinking of this, Huang Xinying felt that her throat was choked even more uncomfortable.

However, even if she feels very uncomfortable, her face will not show half a point. will only smile to hide his sadness.

Just like when I was a child, sad, alone, hiding in the corner, silently wiping tears.

Now, when I grow up and am sad, I will only laugh it off.

It's just that her seemingly impeccable smile was seen through by him at a glance.

Ye Hanyu looked at her silently, and his heart suddenly hurt terribly.

She pretends to be strong, which always makes him feel heartache.

However, such a poignant smile made him feel a trace of warmth inexplicably when his heart ached.

It seems that she is so undisguised and so real that she makes him feel like he has returned to the past.

The sunset was beautiful, but not as beautiful as the smile on her face.

Because of the place where she is, it is always picturesque.

What Huang Xinying didn't know was that when she walked out of the house, there was always a man behind her, silently getting out of the car and accompanying her all the way.

She laughed, he laughed, she frowned, he frowned, she was sad, he was sadder than her.