Chapter two hundred and sixty-eight, only letters left

Are you asleep?

Gong Haohui crept in, afraid to wake up already fast asleep Gong Xiaoai, listen to the Butler old Liu said, the child came back into the room without a word, even did not eat dinner. He thought he was tired of playing outside, so he didn't call him again.

He must have known about him and safely by now, and he was a little worried, so he went into his room to have a look.

The door did not lock, inside a pitch black, Gong Haohui to the layout of the room is very familiar, very easy to touch the bed, Gong Xiaoai looks very fast asleep, he gently snoring, do not know what kind of dream sitting.

Fingers touched the soft, soft pillow, is dry, fortunately, he did not secretly a person shed tears.

Gong Haohui squatted beside his bed, long fingers around his small round head, stroking his soft, soft hair, long eyelashes covered his beautiful eyes, Luo Ying left, this is his final line.

Standing up, he withdrew his hand, intended to leave, a turn, a pair of cold hands, caught his cape.

Turning back, the eyes of Ai were especially bright in the dark, as if flashing a faint light. He took his little hand and warmed him with the warmth of his palm.

"Didn't sleep, or did I wake you? "

He sat back on the bed, put the hand of Gong Xiao back into bed, he did not give up, stretched out to hold him again.

"Dad, is it true about your wedding to safely? "

I have to say, it really bothered him for one night. Even with his eyes closed, he couldn't sleep. All he could think about was Gong Haohui and Enron getting married, even though he knew the two of them didn't like each other, but he was really afraid that Gong Haohui would marry safely because of Luo Ying's affair.

Sure enough, he was still upset about it.

Gong touched his little head and comforted him. "No, I won't marry any woman, except your mother. "

Gong Xiao heard this sentence, thoughts more sober, he sat up, eyes fixed at him, as if to verify he just said: "really? "

Gong played with his little brain and told him clearly again: "Really, I won't marry any other woman but your mother, I promise. "

"Well, that's what you said, I believe you. " As if to get a definite answer, he lay down in peace, eyes still lingering on Gong Haohui's face, "I slept. "

Gong Haohui looked at his face, full of stubborn innocence, he held his small meaty hands, voice suddenly began to choke.

"So... if your mother really won't come back to me, will you leave me in the future? "

There was so much uncertainty in this child, and he came to him like an accident, and he was afraid that one day, he too would suddenly disappear into his life, and he knew that in his heart, Luo Ying was the first priority, and he was just an umbrella he'd found for his mother, dispensable.

"No. " Like him, Gong Xiao did not hesitate to give him the answer, "I will always be at your side, waiting for my mother to come back, even if she has not come back, I will not leave, not to mention, I believe that she will come back

His reply, to Gong Haohui's surprise, was like eating a wine with Syrup, the sweetness of the wine covered all the bitterness.

"Why... aren't you... "

He would like to ask him why, but the words come to his lips, but how can not say it, perhaps to the point where everyone has their own things to say.

Ai xiao-gong single-handed propped up the bed, from under the pillow took out a letter to Gong Haohui, this is exactly when Luo Ying left, stuffed under his pillow, but he was too anxious, after a long time to see.

In fact, he had thought about going out to look for Luo Ying by himself, but when he saw the letter, he thought he should stay with him by Gong Haohui's side. After all, this is what Luo Ying wants, isn't it? If he is sure he will not marry again, leave him alone, indeed will be more lonely, as for Luo Ying, he believes she will come back, because he is still here, mother will not put down their own.

After Gong Haohui saw, began to become silent, Gong Xiao Ai from his hands to fold the letter back, re-pressure under the pillow, this can let him sleep a bit more solid.

"Go back and have a look. Maybe mom left something for you too, but you just didn't see it. "

With that, he lay down again, covered the quilt, turned over, "you can go, I want to sleep, someone in my sleep. "

Gong Haohui smiled helplessly and got up and left the room, closing the door for him.

Standing in front of the bedroom door, he hesitated for a long time, but finally summoned up the courage to open the door. This was the first time Luo Ying had come here since she left. Her smell still lingered in the room. He walked slowly to the bedside step by step, he did not know what Luo Ying would say to him, perhaps after hearing, it will make him more desperate.

Sitting on the bed, the sheets had become cold and cold, he fluttered his pillow, under which was a white envelope, which read, Hao Hui Kai Kai.

Open the letter, above is still luoyingxiu fonts, tears wet his eyes, but as a man's last stubborn, he or try not to let it flow down.

"Haohui, I'm sorry. I may not be able to wait until we get married, but that doesn't mean I don't love you. I Love You more than I love myself. "

"But I can't be selfish. The company is your father's last memory. If you lose it because of me, I'm afraid I'll hate myself forever. "

"I'm sorry, but all this time, I didn't care enough about you to realize that while you spend a lot of time and energy trying to make me happy, you're actually in a very stressful situation. "

"I left, don't blame Miss Ann, it was my choice, if you want someone to help you, you must pay the same price, right? I'm happy, this price, I can help you bear. "

"I don't know when I will see you again, but I hope you can be happy, even if I am not around you, you must be happy. "

"As for Xiao Ai, please, I hope you can take good care of him, also hope he can like me in your side, accompany you. Do not read. "

After reading the letter, Gong hao-hui was already in tears. His tears fell on the envelope and faded the black handwriting. He folded the letter back into the envelope and sat on the cold floor, his eyes looking as if they had lost their expression.