Chapter 298 The Scar in the Heart
At 18:35 Beijing time, the busy airport was packed with people as usual.
A woman dressed in casual sports style strode among the crowd, with a large sweatshirt and hat covering most of her face. A tall man followed closely behind her. Compared with his elegant and simple casual suit, what was more eye-catching was his hair, which made people give in at first sight.
The various photography agents who have been waiting at the airport pick-up channel all year round were attracted by this powerful aura, but no one realized who these two "big guys" were.
“I’m going! Jiang Yunhui!”
It wasn't until someone shouted that everyone who was still watching stupidly was awakened, but when they swarmed over, the two of them had already disappeared at the gate.
"You... two?" Manager Han first looked at Jiang Yunhui in stunned silence, and then saw Xiang Nuan take off his hat, and was speechless.
"New look? Did you do an endorsement shoot? Did you participate in an event?" He almost caught up with the guessing game. But then I changed my mind and realized that it was wrong. My wife had long hair when she was watching the show the day before!
“Change your hairstyle and cut it a little shorter.” Jiang Yunhui responded with a slight smile.
“You call this too short?!”
Manager Han looked at Xiang Nuan again. If there was no new movement between these two people, he must be crazy.
“It’s okay, it’s okay,” he patted his chest to comfort himself, “There’s no need to film or meet people, it’s just so willful.”
“How about you try too? Try it? It's very refreshing! The three of us are neatly arranged." Xiang Nuan teased him with a smile.
His head shook like a rattle, it was just too much fun.
When they got home and got out of the car, Manager Han discovered the gauze on the back of Xiang Nuan's head. He was so shocked that he almost staggered. If Jiang Yunhui hadn't supported him, he would have fallen flat on his butt.
His mind was spinning rapidly, and countless thoughts were running through his mind like crazy. When do you need to shave your head? ! Even though he has no life experience in this area, he has watched such painful dramas frequently.
Isn’t it? No way? His knees felt weak and he felt dizzy.
"Madam, she..." If there were a little tears in her eyes, her acting skills would be comparable to those of professional actors.
Hiss - Kick him hard on the butt, and now he can kneel down directly.
“What are you thinking about?” Jiang Yunhui stared at him fiercely.
"I mean, my wife is injured." He held his butt and felt aggrieved.
"I hit it and needed to treat the wound, so the doctor cut my hair."
"Oh, then you also..." He quickly covered his mouth and slapped himself twice. Next, "The more I push my hair, the better it grows, and it will become darker and thicker in two days."
Jiang Yunhui laughed angrily at him, where is the child? !
Xiang Nuan was really coaxing the child. Jiang Ranran was frightened when she saw her changed and hurt look. No matter how Xiang Nuan explained and comforted him, he just stared at her without saying a word.
"Hey, Ran Ran..." Xiang Nuan knelt down and hugged him, "When you get injured, you put a band-aid on it, right? It's just that this one is a large one. It will hurt when your hair is standing on the tape, so the doctor will help cut it off. Hair, to prevent it from being pulled and screamed when the tape is removed in the future."
Jiang Ranran nodded, but still looked at her like a stranger.
"Ran Ran, can you let mom and dad go have a rest first? They will be very tired after taking a long flight." Uncle Huo's eyes were also full of worry, but he noticed Jiang Ranran's fear and silently I pushed a lot of questions to the bottom of my heart.
"Let's go, tell me what you learned from Uncle Duan these two days?"
Xiang Nuan stood up and took Jiang Ranran's little hand, but he threw it away and hid in Uncle Huo behind. She was startled and panicked for a moment.
"My wife is not allowed to go out for these two days. She is not allowed to work. She is only allowed to rest!" Jiang Yunhui and Manager Han walked in and did not see what happened just now. He explained to Uncle Huo while rubbing Jiang Ranran's hair.
"We agreed on the way back."
Normally, Xiang Nuan would argue with reason, but now she was restrained by Jiang Ranran's reaction, and her voice was much lower.
"Just two days." Jiang Yunhui looked at her seriously, leaving no room for argument. "I won't go out either. Let's stay at home and read books, watch movies, and play games with our son. Do you think it's okay Ran Ran?" Jiang Ran Ran Without speaking, Jiang Yunhui asked again, but he still didn't speak. He suddenly turned around and ran away.
"What's wrong with Ran Ran?" Jiang Yunhui was still a little confused.
Xiang Nuan looked worriedly at the direction in which he disappeared and sighed softly. She wanted to follow but was stopped by Uncle Huo.
The atmosphere suddenly changed. What was originally a beautiful time for family reunion was obscured by dark clouds. Manager Han was keenly aware of this subtle change and said wisely: "See you in two days and have a good rest."
Jiang Yunhui patted him on the shoulder and went to Jiang Ranran's bedroom.
Ran Ran was lying on the bed, her small body like a rag doll. Jiang Yunhui stood at the door and stared for a moment, then deliberately let out a sigh of relief and lay down next to him.
"Finally home!" He seemed to be saying to himself.
Jiang Ranran remained motionless, still lying face down.
"Tell me about anything new that happened to you in the past two days?"
"Will she die?"
"What?!"
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Jiang Yunhui straightened up, while Jiang Ranran was still in the same posture, but her face was buried deeper.
"Hey, baby, look up at me. How could you have such an idea?"
"My mother died in France."
Jiang Yunhui's heart Got hit hard. He never knew that Jiang Ranran had such fear in his heart. He has never met Wan Qing. To him, "Mom" is just two words, not a gentle hug, not a strict discipline, not a happy play, just two Chinese characters. But there was such a dark abyss in his little heart.
"First of all, your mother did not die in France," Jiang Yunhui cleared his throat, "She was in Norway. She was sick. Secondly, Xiang Nuan... Xiang Nuan's mother will not die, at least not because of illness. The wound is dead now. It just looks a little bad, but it's just a small bruise, not much bigger than when you bumped your leg on the corner of the table."
"Really?" Jiang Ranran raised her head, tears already staining her face.
Looking at his pitiful and helpless look, Jiang Yunhui wanted to cry. He hugged his son tightly and held him in his arms.
"It's okay, baby, we will always be with you. I promise that our family will always be healthy and happy together, I promise."
Jiang Ranran nodded. , hugged dad’s neck tightly.
"Do you want to go upstairs to find her? She needs your comfort most right now. She missed you so much every minute in France and brought you a gift. Do you want to go and see it?"< br>
Jiang Ranran nodded, shook his head, and then nodded again. Jiang Yunhui knew that he was a little scared and could not accept the subversion of their images. He stroked his back again and again until he was completely relaxed.
“Let’s go.” Jiang Yunhui kissed him hard on the forehead, as if to cheer him up.
He hugged Ranran and gently knocked on Xiang Nuan's door. Seeing Xiang Nuan again, Jiang Ranran still stared at her for a long time, then stretched out his arms and turned to her arms.
"Does it hurt?" His little hand gently stroked the gauze.
"It hurts." Xiang Nuan nodded, his eyes filled with tears.
"Can I sleep with you at night? I can help keep an eye on you and prevent you from turning around and crushing your head."
Xiang Nuan nodded heavily, tears already rolling down his face.
Jiang Ranran wiped away her tears with her little hands, and said softly: "I also want to get a haircut like this. Can you take me there tomorrow?"
Xiang Nuan smiled. , shook his head and said: "No, I'm afraid Uncle Huo will have to follow your example. It's not easy for him to grow hair at his age."
Jiang Ranran was stunned for a moment, seeming to think of Uncle Huo's shaved head, giggling. stand up. Jiang Yunhui stretched out his arms and hugged the two of them tightly, and the three of them laughed together...