Before, Pei Jing and Yu's family had been looking for opportunities to cooperate with Liu's Group. For this reason, Pei Jing did not hesitate to meet Liu Xiahui one after another to play family cards.
But perhaps Liu Xiahui was too polite and mocked so many times that Pei Jing and the Yu family stopped a lot during the New Year's Eve.
At least it never appeared in front of Liu Bohuai and Liu Xiahui, until today in the cemetery...
Liu Xiahui did not expect to see Pei Jing in the cemetery.
He stood still, just behind Liu Bohuai, without speaking with a cold face.
Pei Jing came alone, and he still knew not to bring Yu Xudong with him.
She was dressed in black, with her hair tucked behind her head and tied with a pearl headband, dressed simply, holding a bunch of flowers in her arms.
The purpose of her coming here is self-evident.
Pei Jing was not surprised when she saw Liu Bohuai and Liu Xiahui, she said hello.
Liu Xiahui said coldly, "It's hard for you to remember my dad's death day."
"But I haven't come to see it for a long time. I should have forgotten which direction my dad's tombstone is. Would you like me to point it to you?"
Pei Jing's expression was not good.
She said: "Xia Hui, I just want to see your father. After all, we were married once... Do you remember, this is your father's favorite flower."
She said, her fingers caressing the pale white petals in her arms.
Liu Bohuai glanced lightly.
Liu Xiahui looked strange, and sneered: "I remember, of course I remember."
"That's not my dad's favorite flower, it's your favorite flower."
Pei Jing: "How could it be... Xia Hui, even if you hate me, there is no need to say that, I clearly remember it."
Besides, this is not her favorite flower.
Liu Xiahui: "What do you remember? Is it possible that only this bunch of flowers existed in the past memory, so it confuses you, my dad doesn't like any bouquets."
But Dad once mentioned Pei Jing's favorite flowers to him.
At that time, Liu Zhouhe and Pei Jing had already divorced.
Liu Xiahui was still young, and he was making trouble every day to find his mother. In order to coax him, Liu Zhouhe came to the flower room with him still crying...
Liu Xiahui has a deep memory of this.
Pei Jing was stunned and couldn't help digging out distant memories from his mind - it seemed that Liu Zhouhe asked her what flower she liked best at that time, and she was impatient.
It happened to be in a flower room around, so I pointed at it, and it seemed to be this kind of flower.
Afterwards, Liuzhouhe seemed to say something that would be his favorite from now on...
Pei Jing didn't care too much.
Therefore, she was too lazy to recall, causing her memory to be confused and fuzzy until now.
At this time, she looked at Liu Xiahui's mocking eyes, and her memory gradually became clear.
- So, her hand holding the bouquet was stiff and her expression was slightly embarrassed.
Liu Bohuai was too lazy to pay attention to her, and even his eyes were stingy, and walked towards the direction of Liuzhouhe's tombstone.
Liu Xiahui followed behind.
Pei Jing hesitated for a while, but finally followed up cheekily.
No way, it would be more hypocritical to leave at this time.
After Liu Bohuai came here, he would always stay for a long time, and Liu Xiahui would accompany him.
No one spoke in front of Liuzhouhe's tombstone. Pei Jing said a few words at first, but when no one answered, he gradually stopped talking.
Liu Bohuai ignored her, Liu Xiahui ignored her, and Pei Jing left the cemetery not long after.
Liu Xiahui retracted his gaze towards her back and said, "Third Uncle, why do you think she came here today?"
Just to mourn his father
Liu Bohuai said in a low voice, "Don't worry about it."
Liu Xiahui nodded: "I see, Third Uncle."
After that, the two were speechless.
After a long time, Liu Bohuai turned and left to go elsewhere, leaving Liu Xiahui alone time to talk to Liuzhouhe.
…
Coming out of the cemetery, Liu Bohuai raised his head and glanced at the sky - it was gloomy, as if it was going to rain, not a good weather.
The gloomy weather always makes people feel depressed.
Liu Xiahui walked to his side and said, "Third uncle, let's go back."
"Well, let's go." Liu Bohuai took Liu Xiahui out of the cemetery.
It was past noon now, and they had to go back to the company to work on their own.
Liu Bohuai's car drove away first, while Liu Xiahui sat in the car for a while and called Xu Mengning.
"Meng Ning, I can't pick you up at night... Well, I just came out of the cemetery. Well, send me a message when I get home at night. See you tomorrow."
After hanging up the phone, Liu Xiahui drove away.
He knew that the third uncle should have no sleep tonight, so he planned to bring a bottle of good wine to the Liu family's old house.
As a nephew, he is very caring.
…
In the evening, Liu Bohuai picked up Li Qingzhou from get off work.
When the two returned to the Liu family's old house, Li Qingzhou had already left a message to his sister and brother, and he would not return tonight.
Obviously, after he lived in the Liu family's old house from time to time, the younger sister and younger brother were used to his not coming home, so they accepted it well.
Li Qingzhou clearly noticed that Liu Bohuai was in a bad mood today.
So after dinner, while Liu Bohuai was washing dishes, he hugged the man from behind and pressed his cheeks.
"Ahuai."
[How should I coax Ah Huai? ]
Liu Bohuai put the tableware and chopsticks away, wiped off the water droplets on the towel beside him, then held the hands around his waist and turned around.
He held Li Qingzhou's cheek, kissed the other's forehead, and whispered, "Can you listen to me?"
"Well." Li Qingzhou nodded.
[A Huai also has something on his mind? ]
- The little man in the bubble frowned, looking worried for his lover.
Liu Bohuai picked up Li Qingzhou.
Li Qingzhou was wearing exoskeleton support equipment at this time, and his legs were hooked around Liu Bohuai's waist.
They walked out of the kitchen, up the stairs, into the study...
Sheng Kai Entertainment.
Liu Xiahui didn't expect to have so many affairs to deal with today.
Therefore, after he processed all the documents, it was very late, and after get off work, there were not many employees left in the company.
He glanced at his phone, it was almost nine o'clock.
Liu Xiahui stood up and took his coat, and instructed his assistant to take the wine out of the wine cabinet in the lounge, pack it, and take it away.
This wine is worth hundreds of thousands and is very precious.
Therefore, when the assistant took out the wine, he acted cautiously, lest he would fall to the ground and he would not be able to pay.
After packing, the assistant handed the bag to Liu Xiahui, and said, "President, are you going to Miss Xu's place tonight?"
Liu Xiahui: "No, go to the old house, you go back first."
He drove to the Liu family old house alone.
Liu Xiahui has a spare key for the old house—the key to the Liu family's old house, except for the third uncle, he is the only one who has it.
This is also the third uncle values his performance.
Soon, the car stopped outside the door of the Liu family's old house.
The third uncle has always disliked being disturbed by outsiders, especially on his territory.
Therefore, except for the old housekeeper who came here from time to time and was able to stay overnight, there was no one else at night.
Liu Xiahui got out of the car and opened the door of the old house to enter.
He came to the living room, just about to put down the wine and change his shoes, but suddenly he saw something that shouldn't be here - how could there be a wheelchair in the Liu family's old house? !
Liu Xiahui couldn't help but open his eyes, suspecting that he had read it wrong.
However, after looking at it, he was sure again and again that it was an intelligent electric wheelchair, and he was still very familiar with it...
"Li, Li Qingzhou's electric wheelchair?" Liu Xiahui murmured in shock.
No, it shouldn't be his. How could Li Qingzhou's wheelchair appear in the Liu family's old house? !
However, when Liu Xiahui glanced around again, he suddenly saw two pairs of shoes next to the shoe cabinet.
One pair is obviously the style that his third uncle often wears, but the other pair is obviously a stranger's...
who is it
Is it really Li Qingzhou? !
But why is Li Qingzhou in the Liu family's old house
Liu Xiahui frowned. Could it be that Li Qingzhou came to the old house to discuss things with his third uncle? Other than that, he couldn't think of any other possibility.
However, the third uncle never brought official business to the old house to handle it.
Liu Xiahui couldn't help but be puzzled.
He didn't change his shoes, carried the bag containing the famous wine and entered the living room like this - looking around, there were fruit plates, two cups and desserts on the coffee table in the living room.
The third uncle generally does not eat desserts.
There seemed to be an inexplicable emotion spreading in Liu Xiahui's chest, it was complicated, and he couldn't tell what it was.
He went upstairs instinctively—
At this time, in the study, Li Qingzhou had just finished listening to Liu Bohuai's thoughts.
That was the eternal pain in Liu Bohuai's heart.
—Liu Xiahui's father Liuzhouhe died to save him.
In that car accident, Liu Bohuai was protected by Liuzhouhe, the front of the car was flattened, Liuzhouhe's legs couldn't move, but those hands pushed Liu Bohuai out.
Liu Bohuai staggered up and wanted to find someone to rescue him.
However, just as he insisted on walking out a distance, a scorching giant force swept in behind him.
Liu Bohuai fell to the ground and turned around - Liuzhouhe was sitting in the car, swallowed alive by the flames in front of his eyes.
The flames, thick smoke, scorching heat, and scalding made Liu Bohuai's eyes hurt, and it was his lingering nightmare for a while.
Up to now, although Liu Bohuai had no longer woken up in the middle of the night, he would still stay up all night on the day of Liuzhouhe's death.
"A Huai..." Li Qingzhou walked to Liu Bohuai and was hugged by him and sat on his lap.
"Huh?" Liu Bohuai responded in a low voice.
Li Qingzhou leaned his head on Liu Bohuai's shoulder, put his hands on his chest, and was immediately held down by the other hand.
Then, one of his hands was pulled to his mouth for a light kiss.
Li Qingzhou was blushed by the kiss, and he said softly, "A Huai, hug me, kiss me..."
[Wu… My Ah Huai, I want to comfort you. ]
Liu Bohuai hugged him tightly, and then, from the forehead, between the nose... all the way to the chin.
He tasted the tender red petals, and after branding a kiss on his chin, he wanted to kiss his neck.
However, a sudden sound from outside the door interrupted him.
Li Qingzhou was also a little scared.
He and Ah Huai should be the only ones in the Liu family's old house. Was there someone outside the door just now? !
—The villain in the bubble hugs himself in fright.
Liu Bohuai patted Li Qingzhou, hugged him and stood up, frowning, the study door was not closed, and there was a small gap, if anyone could enter the old house, only...
Just as I was thinking about it, there was a sudden sound like a broken bottle from downstairs.
After that, the door slammed shut.
"A Huai?" Li Qingzhou landed and wanted to go outside to have a look.
Liu Bohuai grabbed him and took him to the bedside. As expected, a car drove away outside the old house—it seemed to be fleeing, rushing to fire...
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