"Xiao Wei, don't say anything. Take the medicine first, OK?" Tong Yimo's voice choked. The frozen heart was broken because of his weak life at the moment, but reason did not allow her to cross the border again, "I beg you to love yourself, let us all let go, OK? I'm married and you have your own children. It's really impossible between us! Don't torture yourself any more... "

"Are you really married?"

"Yes, I'm really married."

"Divorce him and come back to me, will you?"

"Wei, don't do that."

"Mo Mo, can we start over? I don't want to take care of Ji Siyan any more, and I don't want to think about Shangxuan any more. I want you to come back to me, and we'll be here, guarding grandma's grave, for the rest of our lives, OK

Cold day scene from the child to foam's arms to support the body, side to look at her.

His long, long hands fluttered and held her cheek slightly.

"I've been looking for you that day. Thinking that you would stay in a hotel, thinking that you would avoid me without my real name, I asked them to show me the monitoring from one hotel to another. Finally let me find you, but you find men to anger me. Mo Mo, I can do without anything, but I can't do without you. "

Cold day scenery, said both affectionate and pleasant.

Child to foam on his eyes, raised his hand, moved his hand in his cheek, voice cold light said: "I have his child."

Her words, like a knife, went deep into his heart.

The cold day's gaze moved slowly down to her flat abdomen.

Tong Yimo covered his abdomen with some guilty heart, wrung his brow, and then added, "I measured it this morning."

"You..." The view of the cold day widened its eyes in disbelief.

"Now, we have each other's own children, so..."

"Is he good to you?" He interrupted her.

"He was very kind to me."

The cold day scene recalled the man who met in the hotel that day. Although he looked unruly, he seemed good to foam.

He finally moved, took the tablet in the palm of Tong Yimo's hand and put it directly into his mouth and swallowed it dry into his stomach.

Child to Mo happily raised his eyes, quickly picked up the water cup, handed him in the past.

Leng dayjing smiles bitterly and looks at Tong Yimo. After taking the water cup, he takes a symbolic drink.

"It's time for me to go back. When you are well, go and see grandma! My grandmother's grave is on the back of the mountain. There is a way up. " Tong Yimo said calmly.

Leng dayjing put down her water cup, took her hand and said gently, "now it's getting dark. You go down the mountain alone. I'm not sure. Go tomorrow

Child to foam subconsciously looked out of the window, the sunset has already disappeared, I do not know when, the night fell quietly.

Down the mountain at the moment, she can't get a minibus to town.

"Gu --"

a cry of hunger.

Tong Yimo looked back at the cold day scenery.

Leng Tianjing smiles awkwardly: "today I I didn't eat for a day. "

Child to foam calmly up, went to the kitchen.

Fire, cook, wash, cut

After getting out of bed, Leng dayjing stood at the door of the kitchen, looking at the child Yimo's skillful work in the kitchen, vaguely reminded of the picture of grandma cooking for him and foam in the kitchen.

Fortunately, Mo Mo is not his cousin

Tong Yimo sat on the bench behind the black earth stove, took the torch, again blew the wood in the fire pit, and then added some dry wood to it.

If it was not for his memory to find here, he really did not know that his foam has such a capable side.

She would take care of gardens and gardens, grow herbs, and repair huts, keeping the place in good order.

"I have seen the design drawings you left here. Are you going to build a wooden house without reinforced concrete?" The cold day scene leaned against the door frame, struggling to support the body, asked.

Tong Yimo got up from behind the stove and came to the front of the stove again. He lifted the lid of the pot and began to stir fry. He could not help but complacent and said, "how about it? My design is good, isn't it? He built a wooden house with his back against the mountain and facing the sea of clouds

"There are more than 10 mu square houses and 89 straw houses. After the elm willow shade eaves, in front of the Taoli Luo hall. " Cold day scene happily smile, blurt out.

Tong Yimo raised his eyes and looked at Leng dayjing. Seeing that he looked better, he joked: "you are a liberal arts student delayed by science and engineering. You can guess where my design inspiration comes from."

"The man who can make you give up going back to yuantianju and have a baby for him must have something to impress you." In the cold day, the smile on his face gradually converged, and his eyes were dejected.

Mo Mo married the architect again. Does it mean that she has always been in her heart.After all, in the beginning, she studied architectural design for him.

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