False Love Becomes True

Yan Zhen cooks more soup and plans to heat Qi Lin up when he wakes up. For this reason, she specially asks Yan Bochun if Qi Lin can drink his own soup.

Yan Bochun for Yan Zhen's cautious attitude make laughing and crying, but in the heart and feel gratified for Qi Lin, it seems that he is not a friend of his own, he unknowingly fell into it! He might as well withdraw his foreword!

Seeing off Yan Bochun, Yan Zhen returns to his room to look after Qi Lin.

She put a towel on Qi Lin's forehead and changed it from time to time.

Yan Zhen looks at Qi Lin's sleeping face and looks at the cold man seriously. It seems that this man seldom smiles. Yan Zhen doesn't find that Qi Lin smiles a lot more when facing her, but Qi Lin impresses Yan Zhen too deeply when they meet for the first time.

She always thinks that Qi Lin is cold-blooded, arrogant and arrogant. It's really hard to get along with him. At the beginning, she destroyed her reputation to threaten the man. Yan Zhen still remembers the angry look of the man.

Later, the man plans to give himself medicine. Yan Zhen admits that she was scared and disgusted with the man at that time. But all this is her own choice. What qualifications does she have to hate, isn't it?

But after the orphanage, Yan Zhen got to know the soft side of Qi Lin. slowly, the more Yan Zhen changed Qi Lin's outlook. It seems that Qi Lin is not as ruthless as the outside world. He likes to eat biscuits, drink tea instead of coffee, and talk back to master Qi from time to time.

Now that tall and straight man is lying on the bed with a sick face, Yan Zhen can't help but feel confused. She doesn't like this man sick, this man to their own feeling has been very strong, so ah, quickly get better!

Then he looked at Qi Lin and felt no discomfort, so he went out to call Liu Xiaoyue. When it was necessary to pit Qi Lin, Yan Zhen was never soft hearted!

"Aunt, I'm zhen'er. Today, a Lin and I plan to spend the night in Haitian villa." With these words, Yan Zhen can't help blushing.

Although there is no need to tie Qi Lin with this kind of relationship now, Yan Zhen has the impulse to tell Liu Xiaoyue everything when she sees Liu Xiaoyue thinking about how to make up her and Qi Lin every day.

Fortunately, in the end, reason has the upper hand, and Yan Zhen has to lie about it to reassure Liu Xiaoyue. She has mentioned it to Qi Lin, but she has not been opposed.

In fact, Qi Lin was a little worried that he would not be good to Yan Zhen in the future, but seeing that Yan Zhen was thinking about Liu Xiaoyue, he agreed for some reason.

And hang up the phone Liu Xiaoyue heart is very gratified, that he did not help two people put the Haitian villa sorted out in vain.

Lying on the bed, Qi Lin has no idea of the conversation between Yan Zhen and his mother. He dreams of his little angel.

The little angel smiles and says to herself, "OK, I'll wait for you to come to you."

In the twinkling of an eye, a girl in a white dress cried and complained to herself: "it's not that you said to find me, but where are you?"

Slowly the white dress girl grew into a strong woman: "liar, if you don't come, it's too late, too late!"

Qi Lin remembers sweating in his dream. He runs towards the disappearing figure: "no, I've found you. Shiming, where are you going?"

The figure turned around slowly, but Qi Lin still couldn't see her face clearly. Qi Lin heard his angel's cry and smile: "no, it isn't. You are a liar

Then Qi Lin watched his grown-up Angel disappear and suddenly sat up from the bed. It's dark outside. Qi Lin wipes the cold sweat on his forehead with his hand. Doesn't this room seem to be in Qi's house?

By the way, Qi Lin remembered that before he fainted, he asked Yan Zhen to send him to Haitian villa. Is this in Haitian villa? What about Yan Zhen? Don't leave yourself! Thinking of this possibility, Qi Lin's face was a little gloomy.

Qi Lin came out of the room and saw the light in the living room was on. His frown was slightly released. Then he heard the clang of the kitchen bell.

"What are you doing?" Qi Lin looks at Yan Zhen struggling with pots and bowls in the kitchen.

Yan Zhen calmly put the black pot aside: "nothing, just a porridge." It seems that she is not the one who nearly blew up the pot.

Qi Lin looked at Yan Zhen who pretended to be calm with a smile and said, "didn't mom arrange an aunt for Haitian villa? Just let them cook. What if you hurt yourself? " It seems that this one has forgotten that he once wanted to eat the meal made by Yan Zhen!

"Auntie can't come today." Yan Zhen looked at the black pot with some worry.

Qi Lin went in, picked up the frying pan and asked, "don't you know how to make soup for medicinal food? It's just porridge. It's going to blow up the kitchen! "

Yan Zhen slightly embarrassed, did not answer this question, change the topic: "do not drink porridge can also, just I have soup today, I give you hot it!" After that, I went to the refrigerator to heat up the soup.

Looking at Qi Lin still standing in the kitchen, Yan Zhen disagreed: "what are you still doing here? There is lampblack in the kitchen. You are still ill!" Although Yan Zhen did not stir fry, there is no cooking fume, but she can not help but worry.Qi Lin after listening, eyes are two people did not find the gentle. Obediently out of the kitchen in the living room sofa lie down, Qi Lin can't help thinking, think of just dream.

What's the meaning of that dream? It seems that we can't get in touch with Shiming recently? When I called her, I either turned off the phone or no one answered, and there was no bad news from Song Pan'an, except that. So what's going on in America?

Thinking about it, Qi Lin can't help feeling sleepy. It seems that the disease is fierce this time!

When Yan Zhen's hot soup comes out, Qi Lin has already fallen asleep on the sofa.

Yan Zhen puts her hand on Qi Lin's forehead with some worry. She hears Qi Lin's mouth whispering "don't", "angel" and "no". Qi Lin's eyes are closed and his brow is wrinkled tightly. Her expression is rare and fragile.

I don't know what Qi Lin is whispering, and I'm worried that Qi Lin will sleep here. His illness is more serious. Yan Zhen shakes Qi Lin gently: "Qi Lin, Qi Lin, wake up, don't sleep here."

Qi Lin seems to have found his angel and lost it. When he was in agony, he seemed to hear someone calling himself again. Is it a little angel? Already some confused Qi Lin guessed.

After Qi Lin wakes up, he finds that he seems to have fallen asleep again unconsciously. Recently, he is too tired. He should let his father take over the things in his hands.

"Are you all right?" Yan Zhen asked anxiously.

"It's OK. Don't worry. Is the soup ready? Pull me up. " Qi Lin reaches out to Yan Zhen. In fact, Qi Lin can get up by himself, but somehow he wants Yan Zhen to pull him up.

Yan Zhen didn't find Qi Lin's careful thinking, so he handed his hand over and pulled Qi Lin's left hand. Qi Lin took the opportunity to rub on Yan Zhen's white and soft hands. Yan Zhen shrunk and gave Qi Lin a strange look.

"What's the matter with that deep scar on your hand?" Yan Zhen releases Qi Lin's hand and goes to Shengtang.

Qi Lin a Leng, then don't care said: "Oh, that is a child accidentally hurt." Then he stares at Yan Zhen's expression.