Daddy, Here Is Mommy

Gu Nian was confused.

He personally tested he Lanxi's blood samples, several data are abnormal.

As he Lanjing's daughter, Lin ange is also half of the Helan family.

Why doesn't she have any problems. Moreover, the results of several successive tests were the same.

Is it because of her father?

Gu Nian raised his wrist and looked at the time. He Lanxi should have arrived at Yunshan by this time.

He took out his cell phone, found out his phone number and dialed it.

Du

The phone was on all the time, but no one answered.

"Well? Is it a delay on the way and it hasn't arrived yet

Gu Nian thought.

"Forget it. It's the same with sending it to him."

He removed the mobile phone from his ear, took the test report down and sent it to he Lanxi. After that, he will get up and put it in the kraft bag.

……

Yunshan.

Fengquan mountain.

He Lanxi will stop the car at the foot of the mountain, leaning his head to the side of Fang Qingchuan warm voice.

"Qingchuan, here we are."

"Well..."

Fang Qingchuan pulled some heavy eyelids and handed his suit back to him.

Raise your eyes and look forward.

A granite boulder stands not far from the front, with three large characters carved on it.

Fengquan mountain.

The font is painted with cinnabar, which is mottled after years of rain.

Fang Qingchuan's heart was stuffy and stuffy. He pursed his lips, opened the door and walked down.

Hiss

Just got off the bus, she could not help shivering.

It's already may, and the temperature in Fengquan mountain is still a little cold.

A warm back.

I felt a little weight on my shoulder.

Looking down, he Lanxi put his suit on her again.

"Young master, I'm not cold..."

Fang Qingchuan turned his head and made a gesture to return his suit to he Lanxi.

"Put it on..."

He Lanxi smiles, turns and walks to the back of the car. I lifted my foot under the sensor. The reserve car opened slowly.

"Young master, I will..."

Fang Qingchuan walked over and prepared to carry his luggage. He Lanxi took the lead.

"Let's go."

He Lanxi picked up his travel bag with one hand and pursed his thin lips, warm voice.

Although there are only a few pieces of Fang Qingchuan's clothes in the travel bag, which are not heavy, Fang Qingchuan is still a little embarrassed.

When she was stunned, he Lanxi had already stepped forward to the stone steps.

Fengquan mountain is a place of practice. Except for those who cultivate themselves, no one comes to Fengquan mountain.

Fang Qingchuan's grandmother has been here for nearly 40 years. Even Fang Qingchuan spent his childhood here.

Many years ago, he Lanxi had been here once, so he did not feel strange in the face of the complicated mountain road.

Halfway up.

"Qingchuan, tired? Do you want a break? "

"Young master, have a rest."

At this time, Fang Qingchuan's back has been out of a thin layer of sweat, cheek also floating out of two red.

She took he Lanxi's suit in her hand.

"Good."

He Lanxi found a stone, put down his travelling bag, stood still, raised his eyebrows and looked up.

The road up the mountain is getting steeper and steeper. I don't know if it's just rained, and there's a misty mist in the mountains. The visibility ahead is very low.

If you come for the first time, you will get lost.

"Young master, why don't you send me here? I'm familiar here... "

Fang Qingchuan stopped and whispered.

It's easier to go up than down. He Lanxi will come down later.

She was worried about him.

“……”

He Lanxi squints his eyes, eyes light flow, like the warm sunshine in spring.

Even in the foggy world, Fang Qingchuan felt that there were trees blooming around him.

He was silent and showed his attitude.

He turned down her offer.

"Young master, you really don't have to send me up You have to drive back to Yunjing... "

"Qingchuan, I'm afraid I won't have such a chance in the future. I'll accompany you last..."

He Lanxi collected his warm eyes and stood face to face with Fang Qingchuan. The voice is clear.

"Young master..."

Fang Qingchuan tried to control the mood again burst out, tears fell from the corners of his eyes, wet the collar.

"Qingchuan, no matter how high or how far, you have to walk alone..."

"Young master..."

Fang Qingchuan's throat was blocked, his nose was sour, and his tears were like broken pearls."Qingchuan..."

He Lanxi's fine painted face is covered with a thin layer of sadness, and his tender eyes are like jade. Unfold the arm, will Fang Qingchuan light into the bosom. Cool finger belly fell in Fang Qingchuan wet eyes.

The sudden "approach" made Fang Qingchuan's heart miss half a beat in an instant, and the heart rate disorder was no good. The whole body was stiff.

Rao Shi's embrace is the "harbor" that she has been thinking about for a long time.

Between the two, always separated by a punch distance.

"Qingchuan, don't cry. Wait a minute. Grandma will think I'm bullying you

He Lanxi's palm held the back of Fang Qingchuan's head and used force.

Fang Qingchuan's forehead, against the heart of helanxi.

The mountain breeze blows slightly, ethereal in the mountains, just like a gauze general mist dancing with the wind.

Where they stood, there was neither the top nor the bottom.

All things in heaven and earth belong to peace.

Birds, rabbits, are quiet.

Fang Qingchuan's heart a little bit tight, the red spread behind the ear is getting deeper and deeper.

Even if she was so close to he Lanxi, she still couldn't hear his heartbeat.

"Qingchuan, from now on, I hope you don't cry, always happy."

He Lanxi said that the more like to explain the general affairs.

"Young master..."

Fang Qingchuan's heart suddenly gave birth to a trace of regret. She shouldn't listen to him. She has to come here. She should stay in Yunjing and stay by his side.

She raised her head, looked at he Lanxi that pair of ink jade general pupil eye, pursed the lip to say.

"Young master, shall we go back?"

"Qingchuan, you?"

He Lanxi narrowed his eyes, and his eyes slipped through a touch of sadness.

"Young master, shall we go back?"

Fang Qingchuan said again.

"Not good."

He Lanxi lifted the thin lips of Cen and said QingHan.

"Young master..."

Fang Qingchuan suddenly broke away from his arms and turned to go down the mountain.

"Qingchuan..."

He Lanxi reached out and quickly grabbed her.

"Young master, I beg you, let me go back to Yunjing, OK?"

Fang Qingchuan turned to him and begged in a low voice.

"Qingchuan, you've come here. Why don't you go and see grandma?"

"I'll come back for the new year. Or, August 10... "

After the word "Five", Fang Qingchuan suddenly choked back.

In helanxi, the tenth five year plan was a barrier that could not be stepped out. It was a "robbery" that could not be solved.

"Qingchuan, be obedient. Go... "

He Lanxi picked up the bag and held Fang Qingchuan in his other hand.

"Young master..."

"Qingchuan, who has come here, can't give up halfway."

He Lanxi led her and walked up slowly.