Fake show is real: Wrong Love Bo Liang Chief

Turning over several clay figurines one after another, the two children took turns to answer once.

In the end, the question and answer seemed to be a game. Qin Jing pointed out the clay figurines in the three hardcover books given by the store. During the whole process, the two children answered patiently without being impatient.

When he really couldn't think of an adjective, Qin Jian didn't urge them to answer. He just rested his chin on the hand resting on the soft couch, patiently waited for the two children to come up with an adjective, and then pointed to the next one to continue asking.

Finally, Qin Jing spread out the three hardcover picture albums in front of the two children, pointed to the clay figurines or scenery in the three picture albums, raised his head and asked the two children softly, "Xiaoqi, Yanzi, all the nouns you answered just now are suitable. Get up, do you know what it's called?"

Without waiting for the two children to answer, Qin Jing said it himself, his voice was very soft, his voice was very low, and it was soft like a dream, "Future. Xiaoqi, Yanzi, these add up to form a group called 'Future' ' words.”[

Wen Rongyan was so shocked that his mouth was still slightly opened, but Wen Rongqi quickly retracted his emotions after being surprised. He stared at the clay figurines or clay landscapes in the album for a long time before looking down at Qin Jing with steam in his eyes. Dizzy, quickly down the eye sockets to the cheeks.

Qin Jing wiped Wen Rongqi's tears away with a smile, gently rubbed his head, endured the soreness in his heart, and bent his lips, "Xiaoqi, these are your future. You can use whatever future you want. Knead it with your own hands. Anyone’s future is crooked at the beginning, but as long as you stick to your future and don’t give up because of the crookedness at the beginning, one day, you can use your own hands to knead the one in your heart. The future. That future has everything you want."

Xiao Qi is too mature, before Wen Rongyan understood the meaning of Qin Jing's words, Xiao Qi's eyes were dizzy with water vapor, Qin Jing stood up and hugged Xiao Qi, just like he hugged Xiao Mobai when he was a child, Gently patted Xiao Qi on the back.

"Xiao Qi, Third Aunt knows that you are very smart and sensible. A person's whole life is like making clay figurines. When we first made clay figurines, we always made them crooked. They didn't look like anything and didn't have a good shape. But a living clay figurine Birth must go through the broken clay figurines over and over again. The past of you and Yanzi is like those broken clay figurines. If you persist, you will be like the clay figurines in the picture book. If you give up now, you will always They're all rotten clay figurines."

No matter how tight and thick Wen Rongqi's heart is, he is only an eight-year-old child. Qin Jing hugged him and talked a lot. Gradually, his cold face began to move, and finally tears began to flow down slowly.

Seeing that Wen Rongqi was crying, Wen Rongyan sat beside him and scratched his head, pursed his thin lips, moved to Wen Rongqi's side, and gently squeezed his hand.

Swallow's little head was resting on Xiao Qi's shoulder, leaning gently on Xiao Qi's shoulder, murmuring softly in her immature childlike voice.

"Xiaoqi, don't cry, Yanyan is always with you."

Qin Jing and the two children played on the soft couch for a while, then sat next to the old lady. The scene just now might have been too sentimental, and the old lady's eyes were red.

"Jingjing, did you and Lili quarrel?" The old lady took Qin Jing's sign and asked with a long sigh.

Hearing this, Qin Jing's heart felt sour, and he clearly said that he would not worry the old man, but he still pretended not to be true.

After thinking about it, no matter how strong a person's heart is, it is made of flesh, and it will also have emotions and pain.

She, Qin Jing, is no more than an ordinary person, and her heart is even less powerful. How can she really perform a play seamlessly?