Three adorable babies: Daddy, please line up

Chapter 172 Photos
Father Lin's hands strengthened, and a pair of cloudy eyeballs fell on Lu Qingxin's body. She trembled suddenly and opened her mouth, "Ah...but...but...ah..."

"Uncle, you... want to ask if my mother's belongings have ever been recovered? Don't worry, they have... been recovered." Lu Qingxin smiled, "However, after so many years, thanks to your help Keep it, I think my mother will thank you too."

"...Ya, ya..."

"Do you want to ask Lin Yaxue? She...has escaped from the currency market and is said to have gone to the United States."

Hearing this, Father Lin's muddy eyes trembled, a flash of resentment flashed across it, and at the same time, there was a touch of almost invisible rejoicing that it was his daughter after all...

Father Lin's eyelids trembled again, and they seemed to be closing slowly.

Lu Qingxin felt sore, looking at the old man who seemed to be leaving in the next moment, but remembered many years ago in her mind.

The old man in my memory is still a middle-aged handsome man. Back then, he hugged himself, smiled brightly, and said that he wanted to ride a big horse with him...he made a big horse for himself...

At that time, her mother, Fangran, was sitting beside her smiling very gently.

Standing at the door, Lin Tianchen stared blankly at the two people in the ward, one of them was his father, and the other was... the woman he had really loved.

The incandescent light, the cold light outlines the silhouette on the wall, and the handshake, it really looks like a daughter is sending off her old father.

If, back then, he and Lu Qingxin really got together... Or, if he really disciplined Lin Yaxue as Lu Qingxin said... Would today's tragedy still happen?

Lin Tianchen's eyes unconsciously became a little confused.

Sudden.

Father Lin, who was about to fall asleep, trembled violently again, and the hand that was held by Lu Qingxin suddenly increased his strength again, and his cloudy eyes widened.

"Uncle, uncle?"

"Dad, Dad... what's the matter with you?" Lin Tianchen came back to his senses, he didn't care about the wound that was hurting somewhere, and knelt beside Father Lin's bed, holding Father Lin's trembling other hand.

"Ah, girl...Li, you lied...you lied..." Father Lin spoke intermittently. The old man who was on the verge of death suddenly discovered Lu Qingxin's good-natured lies, and his cloudy eyes flashed with sarcasm and pain. Turned it again quickly, and said with difficulty, "...book, book...but...book..."

"Book? Dad, what book are you talking about?"

"Book...book!" Father Lin's forehead showed blue veins, as if he was enduring the pain and the drag of death.

Lin Tianchen was at a loss, and simply looked at Lu Qingxin.

Lu Qingxin hesitated, and asked tentatively, "Book? Uncle, do you mean my mother's book? Or...uncle, uncle...don't get excited! Uncle..."

Father Lin's entire body trembled violently, slowly twitching, and the corners of his mouth were crooked, and he was still saying, "...Book! Book...you! Your...your...you..."

At this moment, it seemed that if he could not finish this sentence, he would die with regret.

"Uncle, don't get excited, I know what you mean. I'll read the book you mentioned when I get back. I..."

"Ah... ah..." Father Lin opened his mouth wide, drooling, but still exhausted his last strength to make a sound of "... ah... ah..." to retort.

Lu Qingxin's heart became more and more bitter. At this time, she vaguely realized that this book might also have something to do with her mother, but... what was the relationship?Where?But it can no longer be guessed.

Lin Tianchen was even more dazed than Lu Qingxin. He held his father's hand, anxious and helpless, and could only call repeatedly: "Dad, Dad..."

Father Lin burst into tears, his eyeballs were almost protruding, he opened his mouth, still saying "Ah... ah... ah..."

At this moment, Lin's mother who had fainted suddenly broke in, the needle hole on the back of her hand was still bleeding, and as soon as her eyes fell on Lin's father, she couldn't help crying again: "Husband, husband—— "

"Mom, don't cry yet. Dad... Dad has been calling for books. Does he have a book? What book?" Lin Tianchen asked hastily.

"Book?" Lin's mother was stunned for a moment, and raised her eyes to look at the man who had lived most of her life. When she confirmed that the word "book" came from the trembling lips, her eyes dimmed instantly, and she seemed to be old. ten years old.

"Mom? Mom?" Lin Tianchen sensed something was wrong and was anxious, "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Lin's mother shook her head, slowly sat on the hospital bed, looked at the man who kept his eyes open and his lips trembling, but said, "No, it's nothing. Husband, Lin Lin, you... you said The book... I see! You mean the book shelf at home... the one at the bottom, right? The English book wrapped in layers of newspaper... isn't it?"

Father Lin's trembling body suddenly stopped, and then trembled violently again, as if responding.

"Okay! I know...I knew it a long time ago! You...you old man, don't worry, don't worry-I will give...to Lu Qingxin..."

As soon as Mother Lin said the last word, Father Lin's trembling body suddenly calmed down, and even those wide eyes finally closed.

The heartbeat line displayed on the instrument gradually became flat and became a straight line.

With a sound of "Wow--", Mother Lin couldn't help crying anymore. The unwillingness back then has turned into grievances over the past few decades, but now, all of them have turned into tears.

*
Lu Qingxin got the book that Father Lin was talking about at twelve o'clock in the morning.

Mother Lin's tears seemed to have dried up. She stuffed the book into Lu Qingxin's hands, and said viciously, "Lu Qingxin...our Lin family...don't owe you anymore! You...you can do it yourself!"

"Bang!" With a sound, the door was slammed shut.

Lu Qingxin looked at the book wrapped in newspaper in her hand, but didn't open it immediately.

From the moment Father Lin left, she felt lost, and there was a vague pain that pulled her nerves while breathing.

She walked all the way from the gate of Lin's house...stepping on the stairs, she walked downstairs step by step.Then from the community, under the dim street lights, he stopped and walked to the parking place.

Suddenly, Lu Qingxin's footsteps stopped.

A slender man was leaning against a black BMW car. With the dim light, the man's eyebrows and eyes could not be seen clearly, but...

Lu Qingxin just felt that he was smiling, his smile was gentle and seemed to be intoxicating.

"Yichen." Lu Qingxin murmured, suddenly unable to restrain the emotion in her heart at this moment, she quickly ran a few steps, then threw herself into Qiao Yichen's arms, calling, "Yichen—"

As soon as Qiao Yichen hugged the person who threw himself into his arms, he felt that his heart was instantly filled with satisfaction, and he couldn't help but want to sigh.

"Yichen, why are you here?"

"What do you think?" Qiao Yichen chuckled softly, with a gentle voice, and said, "My wife doesn't come home in the middle of the night, and I'm alone... lonely, empty and cold."

"Pfft!" Lu Qing was overjoyed, and pinched Qiao Yichen, but before the other party wanted to complain, she raised her head and gave Qiao Yichen a superficial kiss.

Qiao Yichen's blue eyes froze for a moment, then he calmly turned his back on the guest, and slapped the person in his arms on the car, turning a superficial touch into an intertwined lips and teeth, extremely affectionate.

A kiss to stop.

Qiao Yichen sat in the driver's seat, buckled up Lu Qingxin's seat belt, and said depressedly: "If I knew it earlier, I should have left the welfare home, so that I can make a lot of fun by kissing..."

"What are you talking about?" Lu Qingxin blushed and said angrily, "Qiao Yichen, I find that you are becoming more and more shameless now? This kind of three fat people like to talk about words, you It also works smoothly."

"Don't mention Tianyu to me, that little bastard, he told me, Balabala He Jingxiu, as soon as he came back. It seems that he can't wait to grow in that man's eyes from now on, so that she can be happy... I said, if you piss me off, I picked out the peach blossom eye surnamed He, and gave it to her! Let's see if she still thinks peach blossom eyes are pretty..."

"Pfft!" Lu Qingxin slapped Qiao Yichen speechlessly, and said, "What are you talking about? By the way, you're a big man, are you promising? How can you compete with San Fatty?"

Qiao Yichen tilted his head, his blue eyes were extremely wronged, and said: "I'm jealous!"

Lu Qingxin: "..." What she said was so reasonable that she was speechless.

"By the way, my wife, I have to make one thing clear. Don't forget, not only is that little bastard Tianyu non-stop, Tianyu is also not a law-abiding person... always showing me things that I don't understand. Help... Then, when he saw my confused face, he hummed, "

Speaking of this, Qiao Yichen coughed, imitating Tian Yu's little adult and said, "Aren't you my daddy? Why don't you understand these things... You're not as good as Brother Gu Yu! Hmph! I've decided, I don't want you Be my daddy! I want Brother Gu Yu to be my daddy..."

Lu Qingxin: "..." With such a vivid performance, she felt that her three views had been refreshed.

"In addition, the most difficult thing to deal with is Tianyou! That little bastard boss..." Qiao Yichen continued to file a complaint, telling Tianyou's embarrassing things these days, or other deeds, detail by detail.

Lu Qingxin smiled all the way, gradually diluting the initial melancholy, and when she finally returned to Qiao's old house, she had returned to normal.

*
Day two.

Lu Qingxin had breakfast, then sent the two children to play by themselves, then took out the book and started to unpack it.

However, just when she opened the first layer of newspaper, she suddenly found a photo.

Some old photos have been endowed with the most moving color by time.

There are two girls on it, smiling brightly at the camera.The two of them, one in red and the other in green, have the same style of dress, and the posture of the two holding hands, it can be seen that the relationship between the two is very good.

The one in the green dress is Fangran, who Lu Qingxin has called her mother for more than 20 years.

(End of this chapter)