Deep Love: Young Master's Sweetheart

Awei went. In the winter of that year, the snow covered the dirt of the sky and the ground. She closed his eyes with her own hands. She wanted to live well and let him rest at ease in another world.

She can only imagine that the world is still beautiful, otherwise, she really can't live.

Awei, you know under the spring, and you should know that I have been with you forever.

However, awei is also her taboo. She is most afraid of being mentioned.

"If so, it's really my bother. It seems that I'm troubled." the female voice still whispered, but it was obviously a little lost.

She wanted to ask about the past, but because she didn't know how to ask, she didn't understand why luo'er was looking for her?

She has nothing to do with Fengming crane now.

She sat quietly and watched luo'er go to the door. Her forehead was sweating.

Pain, rolling hit.

"Ah Zhu, ah Zhu..." she shouted eagerly before the door was closed.

"Madam, what's the matter?" ah Zhu hurried back, and Ziyi's expression frightened her.

"Call the boat, call the nurse, let's leave, go to... Go to the hospital... Come on..." she seemed to be giving birth, and her stomach hurt badly all at once.

God, why so fast? There are still a few days left.

A Zhu suddenly became confused. She picked up the phone and began to call. These had been trained for a long time. Ziyi thought of everything when her child was ready to give birth.

She leaned on the sofa and breathed, telling herself to take a deep breath and then take a deep breath. She can't panic, absolutely not panic.

Luo Er Mu ran stood outside the door. The door was still open. Maybe she really shouldn't have come. Was it because of her arrival that Ziyi suddenly had to give birth?

Count the time carefully. God, the child obviously had it before Ziyi left t city.

The man took her back from the hospital. Although he was kind to her, he never touched her.

He likes to drink. He always goes to the blues alone and gets drunk. He always thinks that he is angry about their past. Until she went to his company that day, he didn't know that he has never asked for a secretary again. He can be as messy as he wants in the office. He asked him why, but he didn't say.

Then, she found a whole bunch of purple roses on the Secretary's desk. After that, a flower boy would send purple roses every day, and the wind singing crane would insert them in the vase by hand, day by day.

She finally knew that the person who had sat in that position before was Yang Ziyi.

She finally came to know everything.

Fengming crane has always been unhappy. It turns out that he is missing Yang Ziyi.

But at the beginning, why did he say Ziyi was his nanny?

She asked him, but he just drank and said nothing.

Whose story is written by who.

She missed five years of his life, so she also missed his love.

She left his people with her former feelings, but she couldn't keep his heart. His heart had long floated to the other side of the ocean on another woman.

The child belongs to ah he. It really belongs to ah he. Time can calculate everything.

Luo'er picked up her cell phone and kept shaking her hand. For a long time, Feng Minghe picked it up. She had only one sentence: she was pregnant with your child and was about to have a baby.

The mobile phone was put down and never rang again.

Ziyi was sent to the boat and sent to the hospital. Because of her body, she had to go to the best hospital to have a child. Her body was very painful. She was tortured by constant labor pains. The child began to toss her after quietly accompanying her for nine months. She kicked her body with dishonest hands and feet. It was really painful.

"Madam, check it backwards."

The doctor came and told her in fluent English that her painful period was coming again. She had to check the opening size of the cervix. Only when the size arrived could she be born, but there was only one word of pain to describe the process.

With her eyes closed, she was examined by the doctor and had a baby. Only then did she know how hard it was to be a mother. At this moment, she suddenly wanted to call Yang Xuejing anyway after giving birth to a child, not for anything else, just for Yang Xuejing to give birth to her.

Women's production is a matter of life and death. There has been such a saying in the people of country Z for a long time, but women's production in foreign countries is nothing at all. People here don't do confinement, but when they grow up, their bodies are not the same, okay.

What a strange race.

She was still in pain. The kid in her stomach was trying to earn money. Ziyi was pushed to the delivery bed. She thought it would be a caesarean section, but she was told that she could give birth normally. She closed her eyes and didn't have half a familiar person except nursing. Ouyangfei already knew, but it took him more than ten hours to get up.

Holding the handle on the cold delivery bed, a kind of fear hit my heart. Baby, you must be born obediently and smoothly.

"Mrs. Yang, do you have any family members?"

She shook her head, shaking off a head of sweat, no, really No.

"Well, then get ready for an injection."

She nodded, conscious that she had to decide everything by herself.

Suddenly, the door of the delivery room was knocked. Ziyi vaguely heard someone shouting outside the door: "I want to go in, I want to go in."

The voice was so familiar that it made her feel as if she were in a dream. Ah he, did she dream of ah he in the daytime?

Crane, this is your child.

"Doctor, let me in. I'm the patient's family... I'm really the patient's family..."

It's painful again. The pain finally woke her up. It doesn't seem to be a dream. The man outside the door is really ah he.

"Mrs. Yang, does your family have a man named Fengming crane?" the nurse who ran in asked her for confirmation.

The name was so kind that she couldn't help nodding.

"Is it the child's father?"

She continued to nod and bite her lips. The joy in her heart had overcome the pain. Ah he came, really came.

Sure enough, when the released man came in, she saw the wind singing crane. He held her hand, so warm and powerful.

Ziyi closed her eyes, felt his breath, his temperature, and survived the near death in the suffering.

"Madam, your head is exposed. Work harder and come on."

"Ziyi, I'm here, ah he is here, I'll always be with you, come on, come on!" ah he's encouraging voice has been in her ear, her ah he

All of a sudden, she felt something "clattering" in her stomach, and then her stomach was empty, "born." with the surprised cry of the doctor, the baby who was soon clapped loudly began to cry.

"Ah he, this is our child." she whispered, but she didn't have any strength anymore. She closed her eyes and Ziyi fell asleep.

I'm so tired. It took her two days and two nights from labor pains to giving birth to a baby. At the moment when she was still conscious, she felt it was a miracle that she didn't sleep.

When she woke up, she was in the hospital ward, with white walls and white sheets, but her baby was not found in the clean and tidy room.

"Child, ah he..." she panicked. She hurried to ring the bell, but then she pressed it. There was a note on the table.

"I took the child away. I'm sorry, luo'er can't have a baby, so..."

So he's taking her children.

Crane, do you want to be so cruel?

Angrily, she picked up the note and tore it to pieces. "Feng Weihe, I hate you, I hate you." she didn't even have time to see if the baby looked like her or like the wind singing crane?

But now, he won't give her a chance at all.

He came, but cruelly took the child away.

The nurse came and her tears came down. "Where's the child?"

"I was taken away by your husband. He said it was the custom of your Z people and will be brought back soon."

"Is it a boy or a girl?" she asked softly. She was calmer. She owed him $80 million. Did the child arrive?

But children are priceless.

One day, she felt that she was in pain and finally tried her best to give birth to the child, but she didn't want her to even have a look at the child.

The wind sings the crane, how cruel you are.

Lying quietly, her mind was in disorder. She couldn't think at all.

"Ma'am, it's a boy, like you."

Like her, is her baby, but her baby is gone.

With tears, she can't see the whole world.

Ouyangfei seemed to come, but she still closed her eyes and didn't want to pay attention to anyone.

"Mr. Ouyang, the child was really carried away by the child's father. Mrs. Yang also admitted that Mr. Feng was a family member. Now, do you want to find him?"

"Look, I want to call the police. I must look. Fengming crane, who told him to take Ziyi's child." looking at Ziyi's bloodless face, Ouyang Fei was very sad. He even felt how deep Ziyi's love for the child from the nurse's mouth.

But now, without her long-awaited child, she can't stand the blow.

"Call the police, call the police now."

Ziyi laboriously opened her eyes, held ouyangfei's back with her fingers and moistened her lips. She listened to her laborious voice with a low voice and said, "don't call the police, don't... Call the police..."

"What about the child? You don't want it."

"No... yes, it's him. I'll give it back to him. Cough..." she took a deep breath, and then she could make a sound again. She coughed again and said, "I owe him $80 million. Hehe, boy, I'll give it back to him."

Then she closed her eyes, full of tears, and couldn't stop.

The wind singing crane didn't come back.

The child didn't come back.

Three days later, Ziyi was discharged from the hospital. No matter how ouyangfei tried to persuade her, she just refused to stay in the hospital.

She would dream that the child was still there, but when she woke up, she was empty.

When he came, she thought it was a dream, but she didn't want it to be a dream. His dream took their children away.

That month, she was quiet as if she didn't exist. She would eat the food the doctor told her to eat, but after eating, she lay quietly. With her closed eyes, no one could tell whether she was asleep or awake, day and night.

A month without children is the most sad.

But she can't hate it. The child belongs to the wind singing crane. It's normal for him to take it away. After all, it's the bone and blood of the wind family, but at least he should tell her.

But no, nothing.

It's a full moon.

Without cheering or jumping, Ziyi packed up her things and took the passport ouyangfei had already handled for her. Ziyi returned home.

But when she stepped down the gangway of the plane, her heart floated away.

I didn't want to come back, but I came back.

I know I can't see it, but I want to see it again.

He called Yang Xuejing with the public telephone at the airport, "Mom, I'm back."

"Ziyi, where are you?" Yang Xuejing shouted anxiously.

She whispered, "I'm fine, mom, don't worry."

Hate again, but after all, it's her mother. After giving birth to a child, she knows the difficulty of being a mother.

Without leaving the airport or even taking the usual channel, Ziyi walked through the small door on the other side of the airport. She deliberately missed ouyangfei who would pick up the plane.

She left and left t city. She didn't even have the courage to meet her children.

She knew it would be more difficult to give up as long as she saw her.

The plane transferred from Xining to where she was going.

In the vast snow field, she found a job at the foot of the mountain.

Guarding the snow mountain and breathing the cold breath, she has a warm feeling. She doesn't know whether she is closer to the man who once stayed here or to the man who found her on the snow mountain.

After getting used to the snow mountains, she always likes to climb up quietly alone, and then lie quietly on the snow on sunny days, looking at the blue sky and smelling the smell of snow. It's really clean.

At that time, a baby like her will jump into her mind.

The eyes are wet. I can't wipe the wet meaning. Baby, I miss him and her baby.

In her ear, it was vaguely who was singing Tibetan songs on the snow field. It was loud and beautiful. It also attracted her to slowly open her eyes. In her eyes, it was a cloud in the sky. However, the picture that immediately jumped into her eyes surprised her.

It's a mirage, it must be a mirage, because the painting is in the sky, still moving, always moving.

On the green grass, a man and a woman held hands. Behind them were running cattle and sheep. The cheerful cry was so pleasant.

Awei.

Baima.

It's them. It's really them.

Ah Wei, Bai Ma, maybe they are the happiest couple.

She looked at it and suddenly wanted to freeze the mirage in the picture. It was so beautiful.

But in an instant, everything disappeared.

Awei is gone, and so is Baima.

Ziyi sat up and thought of Baima's house she had been to a few days ago. It was empty. Baima's house didn't know where to move.

She closed her eyes and continued to recall the moving picture she had just seen, as if awei was whispering to her somewhere in the world: "Ziyi, go and find your happiness. Your happiness is still, really still..."

Is her happiness still there?

Ah he took away her baby and there was no news.

I don't want to see him.

Without him, there will be no happiness.

Tears form frost in the corners of the eyes, cold to the bone.

I've been here for some days. Count, the baby can speak, run and jump now.

Like her baby, is she thin?

Baby, mom wants to hear your voice.

Tears, more and more turbulent, every time her heart is sad, she will lie on the snow quietly and feel the palpitation of her heart brought by the little life in a distant place.

A shadow stood in front of her, even with her eyes closed.

"Yangjin, I'm fine. I'll go down the mountain in a minute, which won't affect the business." she habitually preaches like this every time, so that she can let herself be alone here for a while. She likes the tranquility on the snow mountain, which will give her a feeling of being born in life. She really likes it.

Maybe awei liked it too.

She didn't know why she came here by magic, but when she came, she came. She didn't want to leave.

There was snow falling on her, like a velvet quilt covering her thick clothes. It was not cold at all. On the contrary, it was a little warm.

"Yangjin, you go, go, I'm really fine." deliberately smiled and shouted, "I'll really go down the mountain in a minute."

But the snow still fell on her. She suddenly found that it was wrong. How could the snow fall so fast and fall on her.

Shu opened her eyes. The sun glared so that she couldn't see the figure in front of her. It was like Yangjin, not like Yangjin. He was higher than Yangjin and stronger than Yangjin. Who could it be?

No wonder he didn't say anything despite what she said. It turned out that he wasn't Yangjin.

He rubbed his eyes and gradually adapted to the dazzling sunshine, and the man in front of him slowly became clear.

That eyebrow.

That eye.

That lip.

That ear.

Her facial features combined into a beautiful face, which was reflected in her eyes.

Another dream.

It must be a dream.

But the last time she dreamed of him, she was not happy at all. He took her baby and her happiness.

Looking at him motionless, she hoped that the dream would pass quickly and not scratch her mind again.

He's lol's.

She doesn't want to live in an unrealistic dream.

She has nothing to take away from him.

Crane, you go, you go.

But the snow has been spilled all the time, or fell on her, warm, really warm.

When she reached out, she found that the snow was not frozen at all. It was not a real snow at all. It was a foam of white foam. It was not a dream.

"Mom... Mom..." she heard a little thing calling her mother. It was strange, but familiar. It was so nice.

"Mom... Mom..." the baby shouted again.

She can't lie down.

Is it her baby?

"Mom... Mom... Hold... Hold..." the baby's voice was like that when the baby called her.

As like as two peas, the man in front of him finally squatted down. The man's thick arms were waving his little hands happily. The thick gloves were funny and cute. She reached out to catch her. The baby looked like her, but it was just like the nose, but the nose was clear and the wind was reappearing.

Mumbling her lips, she couldn't say a word. She just grabbed it with force and held the child from Fengming crane's arms. Her face was close to the little face. The child's face was so warm, "baby... Baby... Mom missed you so much." tears were flowing uncontrollably again. After thinking about the baby for so long, he finally came to see her, her baby.

"Mom, i... love... You..."

God, who taught him this? She can say these three words at such a young age, which makes her face red.

"Mom, i... want to... Kiss... Kiss..."

She doesn't care. She really kisses her. The villain's skin can be broken. There is a wind. Isn't he cold?

The little body shrank into her arms, "Mom kiss again..."

She kissed him hard and wanted to change him back into her body, which made her feel secure.

Tears still kept flowing. She was suddenly afraid and put her hands around the baby's small body. What if he was taken away again?

She can't stand it.

It's better not to see you this time.

The body was surrounded by people from behind, along with baby. She heard the voice of Fengming crane, which had been missing for a long time, and whispered, "I'm sorry, it's only three days. I've been locked up by them for three days, and you left. Ziyi, why don't you wait for me?"

Her heart was shocked. It turned out that he didn't mean it. It turned out that it was Ni fengjuan and Feng Qingyu, "ah he..." she shouted in surprise. Her whole face was buried in the arms of Feng Minghe. At that moment, her heart was finally secure.

I came back here just to wait for him.

And he finally found her like that.

The snow really fell and danced all over the sky. It also woven the most beautiful fairy tale

"Ziyi, I love you."

This time, it's like a little thing saying, and it's like the wind singing crane saying, but everything doesn't matter. When the little guy stared round and looked at her, the man's lips kissed the woman's, so the kiss was in the eternal snow, and never receded again