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Chapter 180 Passing By

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    Han Dong smiled wryly, "No." He immediately raised his head with firm eyes, "But there must be! Let her live in peace and stability, love her, take care of her, and give her a sense of security and solid dependence. Because,  She deserves it."

    Han Dong was a little excited, looked Zhou Shaoting up and down, and asserted: "But that person is definitely not someone like you!"

    Zhou Shaoting was also stunned by what he said, and remained silent.

    Han Dong looked past Zhou Shaoting, seemed to be looking into the distance, and said sadly, "Don't you think? She doesn't belong to your world at all, maybe, she doesn't belong here either. She has suffered too much damage  .Sometimes, I really wish I could take her away, leave Shanghai, and have nothing to do with you people, and you don't want to bother her anymore. As for how you live, it has nothing to do with her. "

    "you"?  Zhou Shaoting repeated silently in his heart, yes, it was not only him who hurt Xiaoshi, but also Su Lin, Hong Feng, Sun Xiaonan, Zhu Ping, Hou Qinan, and so many people who came and went around her.  People, what he knows, what he doesn't know

    But these people, in the final analysis, were able to get close to Xiaoshi because of him, and finally hurt her.

    Before that, Xiaoshi's life was very simple, and so were the people in her life.  Maybe what Han Dong said is right, Xiaoshi's temperament is not suitable for fighting and fighting in this country where the weak are prey to the strong. She should live calmly in a small world with beautiful mountains and rivers.

    Han Dong looked at the cartoon wall watch on the wall. The chubby owl, delicate in color and charmingly naive, was incompatible with the aged furniture.

    He reckoned that Xiaoshi was already on the way, and he was really afraid that she would bump into Zhou Shaoting again when she came back. She finally stabilized her mood and shouldn't be stimulated any more.

    "Let's go, let's go!" Han Dong sent Zhou Shaoting impatiently, "If you are really good for her, don't let her see you again. Every time I see you, it's like a serious illness. Why do you abuse her like this?  "

    Having said this too seriously, Zhou Shaoting's expression suddenly froze on his face.  Han Dong was also aware of his unscrupulous words, rubbed his hands unnaturally, and slowed down his tone, "I mean, if you really want her, let go. Loving someone doesn't have to be  I want to be with her." He turned his head to look at the moonlit night outside the window, with a hopeless sadness on his face, "I also loved someone, but I never thought of having her, because I know that she deserves better  people."

    Zhou Shaoting came out from the narrow corridor and stood in the small courtyard.  In the yard, there are clotheslines set up by the residents themselves, full of clothes and sheets of various colors, fluttering and flying with the night wind.  The moon was very good that night, and the moonlight was falling, which made the mediocre picture in front of me a little hazy.

    Zhou Shaoting raised his head slightly and looked at a lone sycamore tree standing by the courtyard gate. The leaves had fallen long ago, leaving only strong bare branches, like engraved engravings, which cast a faint shadow under the reflection of street lamps and moonlight  , a dash of desolation, a dash of persistence.

    I don't know how long it has been standing here, how many sorrows and joys it has seen, is it waiting for someone?

    Zhou Shaoting brushed away the fluttering sheets and quilts, and slowly approached the tree.  Perhaps it was because this sycamore tree reminded him of the sycamore manor where he and the girl lived, or perhaps it awakened some of his more distant memories.

    In those memories, a 19-year-old girl sat on a bench in front of the campus lawn and told him a poignant and long legend.

    In that story, in order to wait for a sweetheart who will never come back, a loyal and affectionate woman turned herself into a tree without annual rings, poured deep love into her trunk, and nourished a tree full of branches.  The green leaves that never fall.  Even if it dies once and returns to the dust, it will never grow old and wither.

    Zhou Shaoting caressed the tree trunk, feeling the roughness and vicissitudes of the sharpened palm, just like his heart at the moment.

    His heart was once soaring and hot, but then the wound scabbed over and became cold, hard and rough, and then peeled off layer by layer, exuding freshness, and nowafter repeated injuries and healing, it seems to have formed a knot.  No matter how painful it is, the pain will not penetrate into the flesh.

    Zhou Shaoting's hand slowly dropped, and suddenly he felt a little disgusted with himself.  When did he become such a mother-in-law?  Now that he has decided to let go and told her clearly, why is there any hesitation?

    He saw and heard what he thought his extremely firm love brought her.

    Han Dong said: "If you love someone, you don't have to be with her." Since Han Dong can do it all, why does he insist on making mistakes again and again?

    Zhou Shaoting looked at Wutong beside him again, and remembered the legend Xiaoshi told him, and his heart filled with firmness.

    He is willing toA tree without annual rings is also planted in his heart, engraving all the unfinished love into the soul, isolating the corrosion of the world, not being weathered by time, and will always accompany him to the grave, but will not follow his early birth  Gorgeous but decadent and indifferent.

    Xiaoshi saw a car driving out of the courtyard of the Xiaohonglou from a distance, and disappeared at the intersection shrouded in night in an instant. Someone probably used this place as a temporary parking lot.

    She was too lazy to open the door with the key, knowing that Han Dong was inside, she simply knocked twice casually, as if she was a visiting guest.

    As soon as Han Dong opened the door, he complained on his face, and let her into the room, while scolding: "Why are you shopping so late?"

    The air conditioner in the room was fully turned on, but Xiao Shi was like an ice lump, bringing in a gust of air-conditioning. She stretched her body in the warm room and said procrastinatingly: "I'm not coming back as soon as I receive your call."  Is it? Isn't today Christmas Eve?"

    Han Dong pulled away the chair beside the table, "Let's have some food."

    Xiao Shi looked at the rich dishes on the table, with a look of pity in his eyes, and said regretfully, "I've eaten it."

    "be with friend?"

    "No, myself." Her voice dropped slightly.

    Han Dong felt a little sore in his heart, but his tone seemed to be questioning, "Did you spend Christmas Eve alone?"

    Xiao Shi pulled out a cheeky smile, and joked unscrupulously, "You haven't heard of it, 'Lonely is a carnival of one person; carnival is the loneliness of a group of people'."

    Han Dong had no choice but to see her smiling so hard, he felt really uncomfortable.

    Xiaoshi suddenly felt that there seemed to be some special atmosphere in this room today.  In the warm air of the air conditioner, there was a faint and cool smell of tobacco, and Han Dong didn't smoke.

    She looked around the small dining room, but didn't see anything unusual, so she couldn't help asking Han Dong: "Has anyone been here?"

    Han Dong's expression froze, then he lowered his eyes and said coldly, "No."

    Xiaoshi thought he was upset, and was wandering outside again because of her big night, and he worked so hard to cook a table of good dishes, but she turned a blind eye.

    She touched her stomach, and it seemed that there was still some space left, so she happily sat at the table, making a gesture of waving her index finger, "Then let me eat some more!"

    She picked up the chopsticks and glanced at the table full of delicious vegetarian dishes. She was a little embarrassed and sighed: "How do you do so much? Even if I come back to eat, there will only be the two of us!"

    Han Dong pulled out another chair and sat down at the table too. However, he didn't mean to have dinner with Xiaoshi, but looked at her seriously for a while, then suddenly said: "Ashi, I want to have dinner with Xiaoshi recently.  Go back to Yongde, my mother is not in good health, I will go back and take care of her."

    Xiao Shi frowned, and asked with concern: "What's wrong with Auntie?"

    "It's nothing serious, it's just rheumatism, an old problem. But this time it's so bad that it's hard to walk." Han Dong sighed, "As soon as this person gets old, all kinds of problems come."

    Xiao Shi thought of her father, and was a little lost in thought. Han Dong hesitated for a moment, and interrupted her thoughts, "Ah Shi, let me tell you something."

    Xiao Shi turned to look at him, expressing that she was listening carefully.

    Han Dong sighed, "I may have to leave Shanghai. This time when I come back from my hometown, I plan to sell the bakery. My parents are getting old, and I want to spend more time with them."

    Xiao Shi was very surprised, and at the same time felt a subtle sense of loss in her heart.  Han Dong is now the closest person to her in this city, if even he leaves, she will really be unaccompanied and alone.

    But on the surface, she didn't dare to show the slightest bit of reluctance. Instead, she expressed her strong approval and deep understanding, "Well, it should be!"

    Han Dong stared at her eyes for a while, trying to tell if there was some nostalgia from those clear eyes, but he was still disappointed.

    He lowered his head to pick at the lines on the table, and continued: "Also, didn't that girl Xuemei open a cake shop in Heshun Ancient Town? She insisted on hanging the sign of my Dongyang Bakery, saying that it was my branch."  , and sent me quarterly dividends" Han Dong shook his head, but there was connivance that he didn't realize, "Oh, I'm really chained forcibly!"

    Xiao Shi also heard about this.  It is said that Guo Xuemei's cakes are spread out in a decent manner, and the short cakes are sold outside, and a unique small space is set up as a coffee shop inside.  Not only that, but she also began to teach herself cultural lessons and foreign languages.  Because many of the tourists in Heshun Ancient Town are young people who pay attention to sentimentality, and there are also many foreign tourists. She must keep up with the level of customers in order to do a good job and make the business bigger.

    Xiaoshi was deeply impressed by this, and was impressed by the little girl with dark skin, clever eyes, and high ponytail.

    Han Dong chattered and complained, "This girl has always been reluctant to hire someone, now she's all right, she's completely overwhelmed! I really don't want to care about it, but you say I'm taking the 'dividend' forced by others,  I always feel sorry in my heart. After thinking about it, I still have to help."

    He said it very reluctantly, but Xiao Shi felt a little worried, couldn't help but smiled slightly, and nodded "Yes".  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)??The little girl with a high ponytail looked at her with admiration.

    Han Dong chattered and complained, "This girl has always been reluctant to hire someone, now she's all right, she's completely overwhelmed! I really don't want to care about it, but you say I'm taking the 'dividend' forced by others,  I always feel sorry in my heart. After thinking about it, I still have to help."

    He said it very reluctantly, but Xiao Shi felt a little worried, couldn't help but smiled slightly, and nodded "Yes".  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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