Ex-wife, please marry me

"One time, my sister Mengmeng and I got lost. She accompanied us to wait for our brother. She was the kindest sister Ann had ever seen."

Wang Mengmeng looked at Zhuo meng'an's serious face, touched Zhuo meng'an's head, and couldn't help joking: "how can meng'an's mouth be so sweet today?"

Zhuo meng'an turns his head to one side and doesn't answer. He won't say it's because he's afraid that Mengmeng's sister will take the title of his prince. Thinking of this, Zhuo meng'an secretly purses a smile.

Fang Zhilan listened to Zhuo meng'an's words and looked at Wang Meng Meng with embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, because I was ill late, so I'm more cautious and wronged you."

Wang Mengmeng had always felt that he was a little abrupt, so he waved his hand in a hurry.

"Auntie, don't say that. I didn't explain it clearly."

With that, Wang Mengmeng looked at some empty houses and Fang Zhilan: "Auntie, where is the evening, please?"

Heard Wang Mengmeng mention late, just now has been gentle in the side of the smile Fang Zhilan sighed.

"I'm alone in the room! It's really hard for me to see her like this now! "

Wang Mengmeng looks at the fragile lady in front of her and puts her hand on the other side to comfort her.

"Auntie, I believe wanwan will be able to return to her former appearance. She is such a smiling girl."

Fang Zhilan has been on the verge of collapse recently. She looks at the girl who comforts herself patiently in front of her gratefully. She is very grateful.

"Thank you for coming late. I hope it will get better later. "

Wang Mengmeng looked at Fang Zhilan sincerely, then picked up the painting in his hand, "aunt, please take me to the late room, I'll go to see her."

Fang Zhilan nodded with tears in her eyes. Wang Mengmeng and Zhuo mengan followed her to the room at night.

Wang Mengmeng's impression of Wan wanwan stays on the day when she comforts herself. Although she hears other people say that Wan wanwan is in a state of late, she is still startled when she really sees it.

In such a big room, the sunlight outside the window shines into the room, but the girl sitting on the bed is like a silent puppet.

Wang Mengmeng didn't expect to be in such a bad state. At that time, I almost burst into tears. I tried my best to hold back the tears coming out and looked at wanwanwan with a smile.

Wanwanwan seems to feel that someone is watching her. She looks up at people, and then lowers her head to return to her own world.

Wang Mengmeng approached wanwanwanwan step by step. Looking at her haggard face exposed to the sun, Wang Mengmeng's voice trembled uncontrollably: "wanwan, do you remember Mengmeng sister?"

Just like just now, I just looked up at myself with no expression, but this time I didn't look down quickly and looked at Wang Mengmeng with both eyes.

Wang Mengmeng burst into tears when she saw wanwan's empty eyes. She held wanwan tightly in her arms.

"Wanwan, how did you become like this?"

On one side, Zhuo mengan saw that Wang Mengmeng was in a state of emotional excitement. He hugged him and said, "sister Mengmeng, don't cry. My brother said that she was only enchanted by a witch at night. As long as sister Mengmeng beat the witch away, she will become what she used to be."

"If my sister doesn't cry, she will help me beat the witch away! Wan Wan and an an should also be strong. " Wang Mengmeng holds the two little guys in his arms and sobs.

In the side of Fang Zhilan looking at three people holding together, can't help but wipe tears on the side. If you can, how willing to suffer at this time that person is himself.

Wang Mengmeng wiped away her tears and tried to look at the night with a smile and touch the outline of the night with her hand.

"I always comfort my elder sister before I'm late. Let my elder sister help me this time."

Wang Mengmeng unfolds her painting slowly. The cat in the painting is lifelike, just like the cat on the drawing board when Zhuo mengan met Wan wanwan for the first time.

Wang Mengmeng has been thinking about what can be regarded as a representative memory. Seeing the painting that was rubbed and damaged by Meng an that day, she can't help but think of that time and laugh very simply. So she painted the cat when she met that night, hoping that the result of staying up late would be effective for the night.

Wang Mengmeng spread the lifelike cat in front of Wan wanwan and said in a brisk tone, "Wan Wan, do you remember this cat?"

When I saw the cat in the picture, I was very interested. My eyes focused on it and didn't leave.

Fang Zhilan and Wang Mengmeng are encouraged to see Wan Wan's reaction. Since she suffered from depression at night, she has no interest in anything.

See what is a lazy look, like living in their own world, everything around her has nothing to do with her. At this time, she focused on looking at the cat on the drawing board.

Fang Zhilan didn't have much hope for Wang Mengmeng. When she heard that Wang Mengmeng wanted to help, she had a try. She didn't expect such a surprise.

She hurriedly ran to the night before, eyes with tears eagerly looking at Wang Mengmeng.

"She has a reaction to this. She likes the painting very much."

Wang Mengmeng also couldn't restrain her excitement and nodded. The late reaction gave Wang Mengmeng firm courage. When she first thought of this method, she didn't place much hope on it. She just wanted to try everything she could think of.

Wang Mengmeng saw that Wan Wan was very interested, and took advantage of Sheng's pursuit to climb up to Wan Wan: "do you like this painting very much?"

After hearing this sentence, she nodded silently. Zhuo meng'an saw that she nodded and couldn't even take off her shoes, so she ran to her side to lie down and looked at her with expectant eyes.

The people present did not expect that a painting could play such a great role. They fully affirmed the role of the painting by looking at the successive reactions.

Fang Zhilan looks at Wang Mengmeng with encouraging and expectant eyes, hoping that she will continue to speak. Wang Mengmeng nodded silently and recalled the moment when he first met Wan wanwan and Zhuo mengan that day.

"Wanwan, remember the first time we met because of this painting?" Zhuo meng'an and Wan Wan nodded at the painting.

Wang Mengmeng looked at the two people who were listening to their stories quietly. It was very sweet in his heart. Such scenes often happened in the past, but he didn't expect that there was still a chance now.

Wang Mengmeng holds the two children in her arms and looks at them happily.

"That day, I took the drawing board. It was the cat on the drawing board at that time. After walking for a while, I felt that someone was following me, so I stopped and saw two four or five-year-old children."

Wang Mengmeng said that after seeing meng'an and Wan Wan, his first appearance was still in his mind.

"I saw two lovely little guys at that time. I just bumped Meng an back. I worried about putting the painting aside and asked him if he was OK! Before I could react, Meng an yelled, "kitty, Kitty, Kitty, Kitty, Kitty, Kitty, Kitty, Kitty, Kitty, Kitty, Kitty, Kitty, Kitty, Kitty, Kitty, Kitty, Kitty, Kitty, Kitty, Kitty, Kitty, Kitty

At this time, Wang Mengmeng couldn't help laughing. He stopped to look at other people's endless appearance. He could only bear to smile and continue to say: "at that time, his face was full of paint. He looked at me with confused eyes and asked me where the cat was. The expression on his face still feels lovely now."

Zhuo meng'an didn't expect that the hero of the story told by sister Mengmeng was himself. He scratched his head in embarrassment. Thinking that he was playing the prince today, he kept an indifferent expression and listened to it.

When Wang Mengmeng talks about these memories, he feels as if it happened yesterday, and he still has fresh memories.

"At that time, I had just finished painting. Before I finished painting, I was spoiled by a child who thought it was a cat. At that time, I was really in a state of tears and laughter. Looking at the child's expression of looking for a cat, I thought it was a great compliment to my painter, but I was a little frustrated when I looked at the painting that I had finished all afternoon."

Wan wanwan heard Wang Mengmeng's colorful speech. His mouth turned slightly up. He couldn't help pointing to the painting and laughing happily. The long lost laughter surprised the three people present.

Zhuo meng'an looks at Wan wanwan excitedly, and his eyes are full of expectation.

Wang Mengmeng seems to hold Wan wanwan in disbelief, with a dignified expression.

"Wanwan, did you just laugh? Is that you? " Unbelievably twice.

Looking at Wang Mengmeng's slightly red eyes, she nodded shyly.

Wang Mengmeng looks at the girl in front of him. It's like a dream. His mind is in chaos. I don't know whether the silent and dazed night is a dream or the dream in front of him.

Wang Mengmeng held Wan Wan tightly in her arms and said eagerly, "Wan Wan, you pinch your sister's arm. The picture is so beautiful that I can't believe it."

Wan wanwan sees Wang Mengmeng's unbelievable expression and reaches out his little hand to touch Wang Mengmeng's cheek with a smile.

"Sister Mengmeng, it's not a dream. I came back late."

Listening to wanwan's words, Wang Mengmeng felt that his eyes were sore and his heart was full of emotion. The smiling wanwan really came back.

Zhuo meng'an is not so happy. He didn't expect that he was the biggest joke in the story. Looking at the intimate appearance of his sister Mengmeng at night, and looking at his special dress today, he felt a deep sense of frustration for the first time.

I saw him lying on the bed with his head propped up, wondering looking at the two girls holding together. She came back late, but she didn't seem to like herself very much, and ignored herself for so long.

Zhuo meng'an has been watching the two people, hoping that the two sweet hugs can notice that they are going to be treated as little transparent themselves.

Wang Mengmeng always feels a burning light hitting him when he holds his thoughts in the evening. He sees Zhuo meng'an pouting his ass and looking at himself with a depressed face.

Wang Mengmeng guessed that he was depressed because he was ignored. He waved to call him over. Unexpectedly, he didn't respond to the call. Later, he twisted his head to one side and didn't want to take care of his feelings.

Wang Mengmeng feels very puzzled. When did he offend meng'an. Release Wan wanwan and do a "hush" action, and point your finger to Zhuo mengan who is making a fuss on one side.

Wan wanwan saw Wang Mengmeng's little action and said he understood it with a smile. Then he crept to Zhuo mengan's side.

Wang Mengmeng and Wan wanwan sit by Zhuo mengan's side one by one. They see that he is twisted and still doesn't want to see them. Wang Mengmeng can only hold him in his arms.