Chapter 674 Fanwai: I love you, every day ([-])
Wan Qianqian went into the bathroom and didn't come out for a long time. Yao Yi went to the door and opened the door. He saw Wan Qianqian sitting on the toilet covered with his legs crossed, with his head resting on his knees. She didn't look up when the door opened. Look at your head.

"Go to sleep."

"Tell me, are you planning to forget her all your life? Are you never going to fall in love with me in this life? Is it because you have a relationship after drinking that time with me? Or do you think you need a friend of hers? The shadow is with you every day?"

Wan Qianqian's tone was calm, without any ups and downs in his voice, and he looked at Yao Yi with tears in his eyes. Yao Yi didn't know how to open his mouth with teary eyes. He had never thought about these questions.

If you forget her, how can you forget her?He had never tried it before, and he didn't understand what kind of feelings he had for the little woman in front of him.

"Mianmian was not an accident."

Yao Yi explained in a tone, but he was very guilty in his heart. Mianmian was indeed carefully designed by him in order to let her continue to come back and be by his side. If there was no question behind her, he could answer the question with confidence.

"Or do you feel that you need a shadow of her to accompany you every day..." This sentence made him startled, isn't it?Even he himself is not sure.

The plan for a year is in spring. The trees on both sides of the street grow green leaves, which makes people feel comfortable, and the orphanage's courtyard is filled with laughter and laughter.

Pei Ruomian was wearing a beautiful pink windbreaker with two shofar braids and was circling around the older children. With that chubby face, people couldn't help but want to kiss him or her.

After the Spring Festival, the old dean slipped in the vegetable field in a heavy snowfall and sprained his leg. In addition to the perennial rheumatoid arthritis, he could no longer walk on the ground. He sat in a wheelchair and watched the children playing in the yard.

"They were having so much fun." Wan Qianqian stood behind the principal's wheelchair, holding on to the handlebars of the wheelchair with both hands, smiling as he watched Pei Ruomian's small figure wandering among the children.

The number of children in the orphanage is increasing every year. This place is prone to rain disasters. It seems to have become more serious in recent years. Those with good conditions choose to move to other places, and those without conditions can’t leave even if they want to.

The country is more than willing to deal with this kind of natural disaster, and Wan Qianqian's memories of her childhood also started from the orphanage, and she only heard that her parents also died of natural disasters.

The old dean looked up at the blue sky, and said earnestly, "The rainy season is coming again, listen to the dean's words, take Mianmian back, otherwise Yao Yi should be worried."

"Principal, Auntie Bai has to take care of you when I go back. There are so many children, I'm sure she won't be able to handle it."

"Now there are enough people here to help, Qianqian, the problem always needs to be solved, blindly avoiding it will only make the problem worse."

"I didn't escape." Thousands of words flickered, she was afraid to go back, since she vented in front of Yao Yi that time, she was afraid to see Yao Yi, she was afraid that Yao Yi would suddenly answer her questions one day, Afraid the answer would disappoint her.

It has been almost a month since I came to the orphanage because of the old director's injury, and Pei Ruomian happened to have children playing here and didn't want to go back.

Yao Yi would call every day, and he would come over to help the orphanage in the past two weekends. Recently, the new version of the game he and Pei Yifeng made was under testing, so he didn't have time to come over.

(End of this chapter)

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