Daddy, Here Is Mommy

She couldn't take care of Lin ange herself, which made her feel even worse.

"Aunt Huan..."

Lin An's voice was so tight that he couldn't speak any more.

"Good boy, aunt Huan knows that you are sad and that you are sad. But children, you can't just immerse yourself in sadness. You still have Yan Yan and work... "

Ye Qinghuan was comforted.

“……”

Lin ange listened, tears fell down.

"Good boy, don't cry. The most taboo in the month is to wipe tears. Aunt Huan is crying a lot in the month, and now her eyes are not good... "

Ye Qinghuan, sentence by sentence, is like a mother to her daughter warm voice advice in general.

"Child, aunt Huan knows that you don't want to eat anything now. But you should listen to Aunt Huan. No matter how much, you should eat some... "

Ye Qinghuan seems to have installed a monitor in her ward. She knows everything.

"Well..."

Lin ange choked and answered.

"Child, don't let aunt Huan worry, OK?"

When ye Qinghuan said this, her voice trembled slightly. I can tell that she is really worried about lin'ange.

"Good."

Lin ange couldn't bear her sadness and answered again.

"Why don't I ask Yunxiao to look after Yan Yan for you?"

Ye Qinghuan always worried about her, as if completely forgotten, her side still has Lu Yiyao.

"Aunt Huan, I'm fine. Gu Yunxiao is very busy. Don't disturb him. Aunt Huan, you must not tell him this time... "

"Look at me, you have wings by your side. What can I do if I let the clouds come over?"

Ye Qinghuan laughed softly.

“……”

Lin ange's long eyelashes blinked and didn't know what to say for a moment?

Ye Qinghuan certainly doesn't know the heavy past between Lu Yiyao and her.

"Boy, let's do this today. You can have a good rest. I won't talk to you for a long time. Tomorrow, I'll call you back. "

Ye Qinghuan also did not say anything more, then hung up the phone.

"Well, how could it be so?"

She held her cell phone, her eyes flashed and she sighed heavily.

Not far away from a tall pear tree, Yingjie pear has fallen, green leaves out.

Ali.

Ali?

At that time, she felt that Lu Yiyao's name was too sad. Unexpectedly, it became "farewell"?

On the corridor.

The figure of a refined nobleman stood upright, with a deep melancholy hidden between his eyebrows.

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Lin ange gently withdrew his mobile phone from his ear and looked at the steaming red jujube soup, his eyes sank.

"Aunt Huan is right. I lost Ali. But I still have Yan Yan, I still have work and a lot of things to do. You have to pick yourself up. "

She took up the bowl of jujube soup and had to eat it.

Lu Yi Yao pushed the door in and saw that she was eating. Her heart was hanging down.

She walked quickly to take the porcelain bowl in her hand and feed her.

Lin an song won't let it.

He also did not insist, let her eat slowly.

"An'an..."

Lu Yiyao calls her in a low voice, with doting and heartache in her voice.

Lin ange didn't look up at him. He had to eat, but he ate more slowly.

Lu Yi Yao, with her sharp lips, sat down on the chair in front of the hospital bed.

Suddenly, I saw the cowhide file bag still on the bed. My heart suddenly sank and I guessed what was in it?!

He can't wait to pick it up and open it.

Lin ange did not stop or speak, but could not eat any more.

In the mouth, there is no sweetness, only endless bitterness.

She held the porcelain bowl in her hands, trying not to let the remaining half of the red jujube soup spill out.

Lu Yiyao can see the cover of the document clearly, and then he is sure that Lu Hongzhan is not wrong at all.

Lu Jinhui actually tried to use these shares to "force" Lin ange to leave him?

His anger was out of reach.

I quickly flipped through the following contents.

Anger went straight overhead.

PA.

He smashed the document in his hand to the ground.

The paper was scattered all over the ground.

The black words on the white paper, like a sharp arrow, shot at his heart.

There was a mixture of anger.

Pain, long and piercing.

He really didn't expect that Lu Jinhui would be so "shameless" to interfere in his affairs with Lin ange.

Both soft and hard.

Hum.

He's really good.Lin ange knew that when he saw these documents, he would be angry.

She wanted to talk to him, but she choked back.

The temperature in the ward was two degrees lower.

Lin ange felt a little chilly.

The jujube soup in the porcelain bowl is also cold.

She put the porcelain bowl on the bedside table, took the paper towel, and gently wiped her mouth.

Clear eyes can not help but look at the past.

Lu Yiyao has already got up and walked to the window, standing with his long body back to her.

The figure, curling with anger.

The back, showing boundless desolation and desolation.

Lin'an's heart is torn and painful, which is a kind of heartache from the heart.

She knew that she still loved him.

However, mother's death, is always a mountain between them.

She can't make it.

Or, for the time being, she can't make it.

One of them was standing, the other half leaning.

Each other was silent.

Needle dropping can be heard in the ward.

Time tick tick tick tick, go fast.

Lu Yi Yao pinched the bridge of his nose. His deep eyes closed for a second, and then he opened again, gathering the anger in his eyes.

Slowly turned his head and walked towards lin'an'ge.

Squat down and pick up the scattered documents on the ground and put them back in the file bag.

He sat on the edge of the bed and hugged the quiet Lin'an song.

The familiar cool thin breath suddenly disturbed, Lin an GE's heart hurt even more.

She was stunned for a moment and began to struggle.

Lu Yiyao held her closer.

He hugged her tightly and called him.

"An'an..."

"Ann, that's why you ignored me, didn't you?"

"Ann, my silly girl, why are you so stupid? I told you, no one can break us up. Why do you forget all that? "

He stroked her long black hair with tears in his deep narrow eyes.

"Ann, don't do that again. You must tell me something. Don't be so angry with me, will you

Lu Yi Yao tilted her head and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

His kiss is warm but affectionate.

"Ann, my silly Ann..."

Lu Yiyao hugged her again, as if his treasure had been lost and recovered.

He was afraid of losing her again.

On the back of a tight heart beat.

At this moment, she wanted to lie down in his arms and tell all the grievances in her heart.

But she couldn't say anything.

No matter whether Lu Jinhui's statement is true or not, she can't take the risk.