Destined Wife: The Apple of My Eye

Early in the month, kindergartens and schools are closed. Every day, I went to Chen Hong's house to play with Mingxi Xiaojiu. Fei Ying always said that it was Mingxi that he lost money, and he didn't bother to take them to play with another child!

"We don't mean to be good with any child casually!" Chen Hong spit out the seeds of the seeds, carefully watching the three children there before lowering her voice, "I heard their teacher said that there are always young The girl gave him a gift, and Mingxi didn't even need it at all.

Yan Yan listened to him, "No, right? This is a sophomore ..."

"Don't underestimate the elementary school students." Fei Yingha said, "Xiao Jiu'er Cai Kindergarten is in the middle class. Many little boys bring her delicious food every day."

"Wait a minute ..." Yan Yan asked what he thought, "Did those nine Jiuer who had eaten have brought it back?"

Fei Ying shook her head: "I haven't seen her take it, yes! Their teachers said she accepted it."

"I know where to go." Yan Yan rolled her eyes. "She's rolling."

No wonder the kid has candy in his schoolbag every day when he comes back from school. Yan Yan has been rolling the schoolbag for the first time since he discovered it, and then confiscated snacks, otherwise he can eat it all by himself.

"It must have been the wrong birth. If he was a little girl, it would be more painful!" Chen Hong laughed. "I see, you and Lang Ruoxian will have a daughter again. Maybe it is particularly masculine."

Yan Yan's eyes flashed, and Chen Hong laughed even more: "What? You want to hide us?"

"Are you two reconciled?" Fei Ying was the one he didn't know, and sighed. "My uncle is really hopeless, and I'm not acting as a couple with you."

Chen Hong patted her: "I listen to my sister, and chase whoever you like when you are young. Even if there is no good result in the future, you will not regret when you recall. Moreover, Lang Ruoxian is not that kind of person, he is really very Love you, hurt you and billow into your bones. "

"I know." Yan Yan never doubted Lang Ruoxian, but she was not positive enough about her feelings.

Fei Ying came up: "You admit that you like him too?"

"I admit it." Yan Yan shrugged. "I admit it long ago."

"My uncle lost to Lang Ruoxian was convincing." Fei Ying just said, Chen Hong glanced at her, "don't say it's like you are a Fi shirt, he will not feel convinced!"

Fei Ying, whoops, fell on Yan Yan, Yan Yan hugged her two and shoved, Chen Hong suddenly opened her cell phone.

"I've got a little bit about the flute here."

"Flute?" Fei Ying recalled for a moment, and immediately remembered the woman who had a close relationship with Lang Ruoxian.

Yan Yan was also a little surprised: "How do you ..."

"It's a coincidence." Chen Hongdao said, "A friend of mine likes her paintings very much. I've bought several pairs. Even if I knew each other, I've eaten twice."

On the phone is a pair of oil paintings, portraits of people. They all know who they are, and they are Lang Ruoxian.

"Is this abstract?" Fei Ying tilted her head and looked, "How come there are two faces."

Chen Hong reminded her: "Take a closer look at these two faces."

"It's the same!" Fei shirt looked again. "It's all Lang Ruoxian, she really likes Lang Ruoxian, and she's all painted on it."

The painting is obviously Lang Ruoxian's face, but two faces overlapping each other.

"There is a mole on her face," Yan said suddenly, and her expression had such a meaning.

Fei Ying snorted, and finally found that there was a red drop-shaped thing under the eyes of a face.

"What do you mean?" She asked Yan Yan.

Yan Yan stared at the screen of the mobile phone: "Tear mole, the red mole growing under the corner of the eye is called a tear mole. Few people have this."

"That's weird. Why does Lang Ruoxian have a tear mole on one of his faces?" Fei shirt asked. "He didn't have this thing."

Chen Hong looked at Yan Yan: "Do you know anything?"

"I guessed it too." Yan Yan smiled. "But it's Lang Langxian, I'm not in a position to say it."

Chen Hong nodded: "Just know what you have."

"No? What?" Fei Ying quit, "Don't you know both of you? Tell me!"

"I don't know ..." Chen Hong squeezed her face. "Did you hear Yan Yan say it was Lang Ruoxian's private affairs? We shouldn't care about it, curiosity is so important."

Fei Ying skimmed his lips: "Anyway, this flute just likes Lang Ruoxian, otherwise why paint him?"

"Isn't this something that I have known for a long time." Yan Yan stuffed a strawberry into her mouth, "OK, talk about the New Year? How will you arrange this year?"

Chen Hong's eyes narrowed: "I'll stay in the G city, if you and Billie don't go out, let's go together!"

"Red sister, are you because of Brother Li Yi?" Fei Ying laughed bitterly. "Where have you two come from? You promised him?"

"Beautiful him!" Chen Hong put her hands on her hips. "Where is this? Slowly boil it!" Chen Hong looked proudly at the son who wiped Xiao Jiu's mouth, "mainly I think he It's really good for Mingxi, that's what matters. "

Yan Zheng and Fei Ying nodded. They both felt that Li Yi was a good person, and they were sincere to Ming Xi and Chen Hong.

"We are going to Rice." Fei Ying said, "A relative got married."

So Yan Yan made an appointment with Chen Hong, and the two of them were together during the Chinese New Year. In the evening, Lang Ruoxian came back and found that Yan Yan looked wrong at him ...

"What's wrong?" Putting someone into his arms, his eyes dripped softly.

Yan Yan did not conceal him, and said about Flute's painting, at the end he said, "So your old man is the second child's family. He seems to be called Lang Zeyu, right?"

"..." Lang Ruoxian's expression changed quickly.

First frowning, then helpless, and finally sighed: "Well, Xi Di is Lang Zeyu's girlfriend. They grew up in an orphanage.

"So she empathizes with you?" Yan Yan could understand.

The person I like is gone, there is a long identical, it is easy to think of this person as the one who is not there.

"Can't say it's empathy," Lang Ruoxian denied. "When she looked at me, she was actually looking at another person."

Yan Yan thought for a while: "Isn't she very painful."

Knowing that this person is not his lover, he still has to remember his love through this same face, and always live in memories. It's no wonder that Flute is always so strange to her ...

"It's an instinctive reaction," Yan said. "Without me, there would be no one else in your world. And she doesn't. In her opinion, the two of you are dependent on each other, but suddenly you have someone else."

"I know she can't accept it." Lang Ruoxian kissed the corner of Yan Yan's mouth. "But I can't bury my love in it because she won't accept it.

"She must face reality and come out of her memories." Lang Ruoxian was decisive. "Otherwise, there is only one way to destroy it."

Yan Yan's eyes flashed: "Do you want me to help her? Want me to be her friend?"

"No." Lang Ruoxian resisted the little woman's forehead. "It has nothing to do with you. When I meet again next time, I will formally introduce you and make it clear to her."

Yan Yan feels that Lang Ruoxian hasn't finished talking about the flute, but since he doesn't say it, he just doesn't want to let himself know. So Yan Yan didn't ask. When the Chinese New Year was still a week away, Lang Qin, who was far away in France, called and said he would return to the New Year.

"Four uncles are coming back to see Grandpa." Lang Ruoxian told Yan Yan.

Yan Yan felt that he should also go to see a doctor: "There is still a lot. The old man said a few days ago that he didn't want him to go to the hospital. I don't feel so coquettish."

"Okay, I'll take you there if everything is fine in the afternoon."

I haven't seen Langcha for a long time in half a year, knowing that my grandpa is going to see him happy all the way.

"Why does Grandpa live in the hospital?"

"Don't you eat radish so well?"

"Mom, did you bring radish to Grandpa?"

"If Grandpa doesn't taste good, I'll train him!"

"..."

But when he was at the hospital, when he saw Langcha lying on the bed, the little boy didn't say a word, tears dragging the old man's sleeve.

"Grandpa is okay!" Langcha knew he was scared, and he felt his head rolling. "Look, isn't this still talking? And if you don't come, Grandpa will be discharged from the hospital to see you right away."

Looking at Yan Yan, Yan Yan nodded: "Grandpa is okay, isn't rolling out a gift for Grandpa?"

"Grandpa, this is what I painted in the kindergarten. Look ..."

An old and a small head muttered next to each other.

"What did the doctor say?" Yan Yan walked to the door and whispered to Lang Ruoxian.

"Still rest." Lang Ruoxian asked her, "What do you think, let grandpa and uncle live in France for a while?"

Yan Yan opened his mouth and paused before saying, "That would also require his elderly to go."

"I'll go and tell him."

I don't know what Lang Ruoxian said, Lang Cha agreed. When Yan Yan took the toilet to the bathroom, Lang Cha looked at Lang Ruoxian with a grim expression.

"Some things I need you to do."

Lang Ruoxian covered his eyes: "Grandpa, you said."

In the manor two hundred kilometers away from G city, the housekeeper was stunned to see Lang Li tremble and be helped downstairs.

"Master, you can go!"

Lang Li looked very strenuous and smiled at him: "Yeah, I found my legs strong in the morning, but I still need someone to help me."

"That's great! I'll tell the master right away, maybe he'll be happy as soon as he is happy!"

Return to the room and help his caregiver close the door.

"Sir, my father designed it according to yours, and found the descendant of the Chinese medicine, and he will bring the G city tomorrow."

The new caregiver is his own. Lang Li asked with confidence: "How is the hospital contact abroad?"

"The doctor has been found, but he has a patient in his hand and it will take another year to give you treatment. We have arranged it. You can fly in March."