Chinese New Year, family reunion. The Liang family is no exception.
Every year at this time, Liang Zihuan's aunt and uncle would gather at their house with their cousin Lu Jialan to have a lively New Year's Eve.
The whole family gathers together, and the usually majestic and busy big boss puts on an apron and makes dumplings happily together. It is booming, especially with the taste of the New Year.
But young people are not interested in making dumplings. At least Lu Jialan is not interested.
She was helping to mix the salad at the cooking counter.
"Brother! Bring me that yogurt sauce, don't want this sauce, it's not good!" she shouted.
My aunt also went home for the New Year holiday, so Liang Zihuan didn't know where the sauce was. When he opened a refrigerator, it was full of vegetables and meat, and he was blinded immediately. It took me a long time to find it in another refrigerator dedicated to cooked food, fruit and sauces.
The two siblings are leaning on the cooking table while cooking, eating and chatting.
Lu Jialan asked: "Who is that, what happened afterwards? How did I see her dating a man who was already working?"
Liang Zihuan asked inexplicably, "Who is it?"
"That's Xia Rou." Lu Jialan said the name reluctantly.
Ever since she knew that it was her brother who was going to tease Xia Rou, and not Xia Rou who was teasing her brother, she had been feeling awkward.
"She has a boyfriend?"
"Well, I've seen it twice, and I think it should be a boyfriend."
Liang Zihuan said "Oh..." and stuffed a piece of orange into his mouth without saying anything.
After a while, I asked: "Who is it? Already at work?"
"The people in our dormitory said that he is a white-collar worker. What does it have to do with the people in the drama club? He has been working as a foreign aid for the drama club for two consecutive years." Lu Jialan paused and said, "It's just that he is quite handsome."
Glancing at my cousin, I had to admit: "I won't lose to you."
Liang Zihuan didn't care about his appearance.
"White collar..." He pondered for a moment, then asked, "What kind of car does this man drive?"
Women's shoes and bags, men's cars and watches. If you don't know a man's net worth, you can get a glimpse of it by looking at the grade of his car and the taste of his watch.
"I don't know." Lu Jialan said. But she thought about it, and then said: "But once I saw the two of them at the school gate, the boy took a taxi and left."
Liang Zihuan was startled.
Throwing away the orange peel, he lit a cigarette. In the smoke, I thought of Xia Rou.
The girl saw things clearly, knew where her own value was, knew what he wanted, and refused without hesitation.
But he found an ordinary white-collar boyfriend for himself...
she…
"What's the matter with her? Is there still a drama?" Lu Jialan asked.
"... No way." Liang Zihuan flicked the cigarette ash and said flatly, "She's not interested in me, so I gave up too."
"That's good..." Lu Jialan breathed a sigh of relief. "I don't like that Xiarou anymore!"
Liang Zihuan smiled lightly.
Feeling regretful.
"The Xia Rou you are talking about..."
Suddenly a man's voice sounded from behind, Liang Zihuan and Lu Jialan turned their heads at the same time. Lu Jialan's stepfather stood there with a hint of confusion in his expression.
Hesitantly asked: "How old is she this year?"
Liang Zihuan was slightly taken aback.
Come to think of it, his step-uncle is also named Xia...
His name is Xia Hongjun.
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Xia Rou had fun with Cao Xiong in Xijiang, and when she returned to the provincial capital after the Chinese New Year, her cheeks were rosy and her complexion was radiant.
Wei Qi came back two days earlier than her, and every day there were constant text messages wishing Qing to return early, and the sadness penetrated the phone and overflowed. Every time Xia Rou saw it, she couldn't help laughing.
Looking at the phone again and giggling... In the passenger seat, Cao Yang glanced in the rearview mirror, then turned to look at the scenery outside the car.
After watching for a while, I couldn't help but glanced in the rearview mirror. Suddenly, I saw Xia Rou's expression was different...
"What's wrong?" he asked, turning around.
Xia Rou stared at the phone: "It's dead."
"Change to a new one." Cao Yang turned around and didn't care.
Xia Rou let out a "hmm".
In fact, she was looking at the text message just now when she suddenly got a call.
She didn't save that phone number, but she won't remember it wrong. It was Liang Zihuan who was right.
The phone was set to vibrate first and then ring, but she pressed it off before the ring rang.
Why did Liang Zihuan call her? She looked out the window, thinking blankly. Obviously the last call, he already understood.
In this case, there is only one possibility...
The phone vibrated again, she pressed it without hesitation, and then turned off the power of the phone.
Although everything is well arranged when playing outside, no matter who it is, the most comfortable place must be at home.
But after only going home for a day, Xia Rou is about to go out.
When Cao Yang got out of the elevator, he saw Xia Rou in the hall holding her coat.
"Going out?" he asked.
"Dating." Xia Rou was in a good mood, smiling and poking her cheek with her index finger, pretending to be a cutie.
But... it seems... the cuteness failed...
Brother's face is not very good...
Cao Yang sized her up. The long hair was braided in a very complicated way in his opinion, and it was tied behind the head with pearl hairpins. It looked... very soft...
It looked like she had been well-dressed for a date.
Cao Yang was a little confused about how he felt in his heart.
"Taxi?" he asked.
"Um."
Cao Yang glanced at her and asked, "Young man, don't you know the situation at home?"
Xia Rou was slightly stiff.
"I haven't told him yet... I think..." She lowered her head slightly, "There's no need to say it... It's still early..."
She thought, even if she got married, she would have to wait until she graduated from college, it was still early. A few years is enough for her and Wei Qi to gradually stabilize their relationship. She gradually figured it out, first moved out of Cao's house, and stood up on her own. Talk to him again.
At that time, to Wei Qi, the Cao family was just a family that kindly adopted her for a period of time when she lost her father. This way, acceptance is much easier.
It is really unnecessary, Cao Yang thought.
But it was her first love. Superficially, the less other factors are mixed in, the simpler and more beautiful it will be.
In the future, this will be the first and most beautiful memory on the road of growth in life, especially for girls.
She deserves such fond memories.
The taxi stopped outside the gate, and Cao Yang helped her put on her coat, and pinned a lock of her hair behind her ear. He said softly, "Go."
"En!" Xia Rou gave him a sweet smile, got in the car and left.
Cao Yang walked to the window, leaned against the window lattice and lit a cigarette, watching her leave through the stained glass.
The panes projected different colors, splitting his face, making no expression visible.
The winter vacation is short, and school starts in a blink of an eye.
That day, Xia Rou's roommates were discussing the school's exchange student program in the dormitory, and the voice of the housekeeper's aunt came from the intercom above the door: "Xia Rou from 427, your family is looking for you. Xia Rou from 427, your family is looking for you. "
Xia Rou never expected that after she refused Liang Zihuan's call, he would come to the school to find her.
But when she saw the handsome middle-aged man next to him, she knew that he would contact her again, as she thought.
Xia Hongjun, her biological father, knew of her existence after all.
Xia Hongjun stood at the door of the dormitory management office, and heard Liang Zihuan call "Xia Rou". Turning around and seeing the girl standing on the stairs, he knew that he was right.
It was really his daughter.
She looks too much like Cheng Wan, and at the same time... also like him. This child has gathered the advantages of both him and Cheng Wan in appearance, and looks better than both of them.
A sudden tide of guilt came over him.
He felt that his choice back then was not wrong. At least the achievements he has made since abandoning Cheng Wan can prove that his choice is correct.
But he is getting old, and slowly... wanting a child.
In order to protect Lu Jialan's interests, his wife refused to give him another child. The company's shares are all in the hands of Liang's family, and he dare not steal his life outside.
So Xia Rou...became his only child.
In the past two years, he occasionally really thought of her. It's just that I didn't expect to see her again!
His eye sockets couldn't help getting wet, and he was a little agitated.
But Xia Rou looked at him coldly.
She walked down the stairs and came straight to Liang Zihuan: "What's the matter?"
"I called you and you didn't answer, so I had to come to you." Liang Zihuan said helplessly. He glanced at Xia Hongjun, and tentatively said, "This is my uncle, do you... have any impression of him?"
"Xiaorou! You...do you remember me?" Xia Hongjun said a little excitedly, "I...I am..."
"You shouldn't have come to me." Xia Rou looked at him quietly for a while and said, "You gave me to my mother back then, so I have nothing to do with you."
Xia Hongjun was stunned: "You! Do you still recognize me?"
Xia Rou was silent for a while, and said, "I saw you on the day of the report."
Xia Hongjun thought of the day he sent Lu Jialan to report, and the name "Xiarou" drifted into his ears vaguely. He thought he had heard wrong, but he didn't.
His eyes were wet: "Xiaorou, forgive me..."
"You... You can recognize Dad at a glance... You must miss Dad very much, right?" He wiped his eyes, a little choked up.
not at all.
Xia Rou actually lied.
In the last life, when he and her met again, no one recognized the other. Over the past ten years, people's appearance has changed too much, and their memories are getting blurrier every day.
She met this handsome middle-aged man in the corridor of the company, he was well dressed, with a smile on his face, and asked her where the bathroom was. It happened that she was also going to the bathroom, so she took him there.
After coming out, I saw him smoking outside the bathroom.
"I see that you look familiar, have you seen it somewhere?" The man looked at her a few more times and asked a little confused.
In fact, Xia Rou also felt that he was inexplicably familiar.
Bloodline, that's how amazing it is. This involvement, separated by time and distance, was bruised and bruised all over by being abandoned and heartless, and it still hasn't been cut off.
It happened that a colleague came to the bathroom and called "Xia Rou".
A "Xia Rou" revealed everything.
The man who abandoned his wife and daughter back then, and the abandoned child reunited just like that.
Later Xia Hongjun came to look for her.
Not trying to recognize her back. With his status as a married man in the Liang family, he didn't have the confidence to bring his ex-wife's daughter home. He wanted to secretly give her some money behind his back, and he also planned to buy a house as a dowry for her.
Xia Rou was full of resentment and grievances, she refused to take it. She has a house, although it is older, it is a very high-end apartment.
Xia Hongjun was surprised, and traced back to the source of the assets in her hands. From this, she knew the Cao family she was relying on.
The last family relationship has come to an inflection point.
He introduced his nephew to her. That young man was handsome and rich, treated her well, supported her, and was willing to marry her.
Her biological father made every effort to match. The young man kept talking to their father and daughter.
In the end, she reconciled with Xia Hongjun and got engaged to Liang Zihuan.
During those two years, she bowed her head and begged for mercy in front of Cao Yang again and again.
A small part is for Liang Zihuan, and a large part is for Xia Hongjun.
He said that his assets are controlled by the Liang family, and he has no confidence in his words.
Only when he breaks free from the Liang family's control can he truly support her.
So need her help.
And she, after all, is fettered by this blood relationship, and she cannot get rid of it.