The Secret of Misfortune and Love

Nangongxue took Xia Yu's hand and spread his palm. The latter resisted a little, but Nangongxue also showed the scar on her palm and joined him, and there seemed to be an unspoken connection between her hearts instantly. It spread between the two, "You seem to be very resistant to Huajun, I have met that young master of the Hua family."

Xia Yu showed a wry smile on his face, which was uglier than crying, "I can't see him in my life, I hope you and the gentleman just now can keep the news of my stay a secret, otherwise I'm afraid I'll have to change places and live incognito life."

Although Nangongxue had doubts and wanted to know what happened to the boy, but after all, this was the first time they met, so it is not good to inquire about other people's private affairs. He finally nodded, "Do you have a pen? I will leave my msn , you can add me, let’s chat together at night.”

Xia Yu found a pen for him, and left her msn number, her information and contact information. The two chatted very happily, maybe it was the same scar on the palm of the hand, maybe the heart was also broken.

Thoughts were flying in a mess, her nose was breathing the strong fragrance of gardenia, Nangong Xue was thinking about what Mr. Han was ordering in that western restaurant at the moment, if the two of them were eating together, she would definitely eat something delicious Beef brisket, and then fed the other party mouthful, but when he thought that the man was with Nan Yu, his heart twitched uncontrollably.

Back home, Nangong Jingke's appearance frightened both of them, only to see that the man's soft and fine hair was wet with sweat, and he curled up under the blanket with a pale face.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Nangongxue threw the steak aside and asked anxiously.

Nangong Han also had an extremely nervous expression on his face. Although he tried his best to restrain himself, he called the guards outside, "What's wrong with him? What happened?"

The subordinates panicked and expressed that they didn't know. They only wanted to be in charge, and they couldn't enter the room.

"Hey, what's the matter with you?" Nangong Han walked over and asked worriedly.

Nangong Jingke opened his eyes, and looked at him and Nangong Xue weakly, "I... I have a stomachache, and there are cramps in my stomach."

Nangongxue touched his forehead, it was still a little hot, "I guess it's acute gastroenteritis, accompanied by fever, why don't you go to the hospital quickly?"

Nangong Han's handsome face darkened, "I'll ask the doctor to come over right away, bear with me, I'll get you some hot water first."

The doctor is an intellectual lady in her 30s, her name is Linda, a native of Ottawa, Canada, and she is an old acquaintance with Nangong Han, but she doesn't know that he and Nangong Jingke are father and son, and Nangong Jingke's real age is over 40 years old The appearance is too young, so he thought they were just friends who were not a few years older than them.

Linda skillfully hung the hanging bottle on Nangong Jingke. With the mottled marks all over her body, who could not see what happened to this body?She looked at Nangong Han meaningfully, and the stern big boy who was looking straight at him dodged his eyes embarrassedly, "Anthony, sometimes you should be a little restrained, after all, men are no better than women, and they didn't do that kind of thing in the first place." But it exists, his fever this time was caused by the infection there, and remember to wear a t in the future!"

Nangong Jingke closed his eyes weakly, as if he didn't hear Linda's words, because he didn't pretend to be deaf and dumb, and he couldn't find a suitable expression or reaction to deal with it. How should he explain that he was not gay and was ravaged by a man? In this way, and that man is still his own son?My heart is numb...

Nangong Han turned his face away, "Leave when you're free, you talk too much."

Linda pursed her lips and smiled, explained how to change the bottle, when to take the medicine, and what foods to avoid, etc., and left.

Nangong Xue lay on the bedside and held Nangong Jingke's hand, and said with a wry smile, "Father, you really have no luck. I brought you a super delicious steak. You can only drink gruel these days. I'll buy it." I’ve eaten millet, and I’ll make millet porridge for you to drink.”

Nangong Jingke hummed weakly, without opening his eyes, Nangong Xue applied an ice pack to his face and head to help reduce the fever, and suddenly his eye sockets were hot.

"Go to bed early, I'm here!" Nangong Han said awkwardly at Nangong Xue.

With a cold snort, Nangongxue didn't bother to look at him, "Dad's fever is all because of you, even if you have acute gastroenteritis, you can't escape the responsibility."

Nangong Han's eyes narrowed, "What do you want to say?"

"Don't do that kind of thing to Dad again!" Nangong Xue stood up straight and replied forcefully and stared at him. This was a confrontation.

Nangong Han smiled, "Okay, what I said before still counts, as long as you are willing to replace him, I can spare him."

"Brother—!" Nangong Xue was impatient, he didn't understand why such a good family had to have such a nondescript relationship.

"Go out, I don't want to give anything, what right do you have to dictate other people's affairs?" Nangong Han was angry.

After being kicked out, Nangong Xuewo went back to her room and lay in a daze on the bed. After a while, she called in another tube of ice, staring at the screen with her mobile phone, panting.

The msn prompt sounded, and the name was: rain-love-flowers.

Xia Yu!

Nangongxue accepted her friend and sent a smiling expression: It's great that you showed up at this time.

Xia Yu: What's wrong?I just had dinner, and the shop was closed, and I was bored while lying down, so I remembered the msn number you left.

Nangongxue: I'm a little troubled. I can't do anything about family matters.

Xia Yu: Is there anything I can do to help?

Nangongxue: Yes!You chat with me, talk, talk until I fall asleep.

Xia Yu: Hehe, this is really a daunting task.

Nangongxue: Did you encounter anything interesting today? Tell me about it.

Xia Yu: Yes, I met you, can you tell me about the scar on your palm?

Nangongxue pondered for a while, and sent a laughing emoji: Not only do I have scars on my palms, but I also wear wrist guards, and there is a big one on my wrists. If you tell me yours first, I will tell you mine.

Xia Yu: Don't you know Huajun?Haven't you heard a little about me?

Nangongxue scratched her head in embarrassment: I don't know Hua Shao well. He is Han Ling's friend, so I met him. We haven't chatted for a long time, and no one has mentioned your matter.

Xia Yu was silent for a while: That's right, it's been so long, maybe you've forgotten me, do you know Han Ling?So you also know Brother Pei You?

Nangong Xue was dumbfounded: It seems that the world is really small, we all know each other, your name is Mr. Cheng Shang, Brother Shang?Your relationship should be very good, right?

Xia Yu: Well, I was his follower when I was young, and I only met him again in recent years. Things are different, forget it, we just met, and today we won’t talk about those spoilers. By the way, what are Xiaoxue’s hobbies? ?

Nangong Xue thought for a while: she can draw some spider snakes and so on, and she has no special hobbies, she can dance a little.

Xia Yu: It's very hot today, how about going to play ice hockey tomorrow, the ice hockey room is cool.

……

The two chatted until three o'clock in the morning when they were so sleepy that they couldn't even open their eyes before saying goodnight to each other. They connected the charging cable of their mobile phones and glanced at the photo of Mr. Han in the background. The picture was replaced with a photo of the pot of gardenias I bought today.

Gardenia is more than all trees, and there are not many sincerities in the world.It is useful for body color, and harmonizes with Dao Qi injury.Red takes wind and frost, green looks at rain and dew.If you are ruthlessly moved, the most important thing is to reflect Jiangbo.

He forgot the name of the author of this poem. He only knew that it was a very famous poet in Chinese history. When he was in Chinese class, he memorized it after learning it. He remembered seeing this poem in one of Mr. Han’s notebooks. A poem, so I care very much, isn't that what it is like to like someone, and I will care about his every move.

Later, he learned the flower language of gardenia: I wish to win the heart of one person, and the white head will never be separated. If you love, please cherish it.

Tears rolled down, which always reminded him of the big watermelon that said: grow old together, and be united forever.We agreed to go to Baitou together, what is it now?

There is also the stray cat that stayed in Dubai. When he returned to chin-a, he left the cat with a servant and gave her a lot of money to take care of the cat. Thinking of meeting again in Dubai, every time, It's a beautiful beginning, but a tragic ending. Could it be that I and Mr. Han are really a sentence from chin-a: There is no destiny.

Don't miss him, go to sleep, don't miss him, don't miss him...

The next day, Nangong Jingke improved a lot, and her stomach didn't hurt so much. Nangong Han lay on the head of the bed and obviously hadn't slept all night, her eyes were very red. Nangong Xue brought millet porridge to Nangong Jingke, but Nangong Han was refused to rest. up.

"Cheng Chengcheng, then you take care of Dad at home, I'm going out."

Nangong Han stared at him, "Where are you going? Looking for Han Ling?"

Nangong Xue was unsteady, with bruised veins on her forehead, "Can you not mention him? I'll go find Karen."

Nangong Han frowned, "Why are you looking for Xia Yu? You should stay away from him, that person is very troublesome."

"He's my friend now, don't worry about my affairs." Nangongxue was unhappy, he just wanted to have a friend. He used to regard Nangonghan, who was Anthony, as a bosom friend, but was lied to all over.

"I'm too lazy to care, come back early at night, uh...Come back and make porridge for your father."

Nangong Xue muttered in her heart, that's not your father, but she didn't have the guts to say it out, so he glanced at Nangong Jingke who was still sleeping soundly, "Father left it to you."

"Wait a minute, I put the new arrivals in your drawer."

Nangong Xue's back stiffened, and with her back to Nangong Han, her voice was much softer, "Oh!"

Leaving in a big stride, the item he was referring to was naturally ice.

Xia Yu is wearing a white T-shirt, light blue jeans, white Adidas sneakers on her feet, a silver chain around her neck, and a Jade Buddha hanging on it.

Nangongxue wore a pair of camouflage cropped harem pants, a white T-shirt, and flip-flops... It was a bit nondescript, but it looked good in this way, but it was not formal, the key was comfort.

"Do you believe in Buddhism?" Nangong Xue took a bite of the ice cream Xia Yu handed over and asked, um, he likes the matcha flavor.