Her Eternal Mr.Right

"Gong Xiaoyou! Will you wake up Luo Ziqing's eyes are red and her tears are still on her face. She holds Xiaoyou's arm and points to the cliff that can hardly be seen on her head: "look at it for yourself! You see clearly! Bai Mohan fell from there. Even if he was iron, he was broken at such a high place! Xiaoyou, it's impossible. He can't be alive. You accept that, will you? " "You talk nonsense! Han is not dead! He's not dead! He said that he would accompany me all the time, so he would do it. I believe him! He must be here somewhere now, waiting for me to find him! Ziqing, I beg you, I beg you, don't say he's dead, OK? Why do you all say that? He's your friend, isn't he? "

"Yes, he is our friend, but So what? Is that why we have to cheat ourselves that he is still alive? "

"I'm not a liar, I can feel that he's around here! Ziqing, you believe me. If you don't believe me, what should I do? " Small you cry very desperate, thin body shivering in the cold wind, let a person heartache unceasingly. Luo Ziqing nodded: "OK, you say he is still alive, OK!" She released Xiaoyou's hand, stepped forward two steps, stepped directly on a rock, and yelled: "white ink cold! White ink cold! White ink cold! where are you! If you're alive, come out immediately. Xiao you is worried. Do you know that?!

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she yelled again and again, as if she didn't know how tired she was. At last, she lost her voice and was pulled back by Lu Yuchen. "You see, if he's alive, why doesn't he respond?" Luo Ziqing was dumb and held Xiaoyou's hand tightly: "I know how painful your heart is, but Xiaoyou, baimohan is no longer there. This is a fact. Whether you want to accept it or not, you have to accept it. Even if Even if you don't think about yourself, what about the child? You don't care about him? "

"Children Small leisurely Leng Leng, small hand slowly stroked the abdomen, there, there is a small life beating. "Yes, child. Xiaoyou, Bai Mohan left, but he left you this child. If you really can't bear him, you should give birth to his child, live a good life and raise it. Because, this is the child of you and Bai Mohan. " Luo Ziqing held her shoulder and said seriously.

"Me and The cold child I'm very quiet.

"Xiao you, give me a baby."

"Boys and girls are good. As long as you give birth to them, I like them all."

"I like girls, too. It's nice to be like you."

Those words that Bai Mohan once said to her all appeared one by one in his ears.

He had been so looking forward to the arrival of this child, but what were he doing? He almost killed their child!

She raised her head, the sky is almost dark, the sea waves more violent, from time to time there are spray splashed on her face, she did not move to bear.

Her eyes are far away toward the furthest place, as if, in the place where the sea and sky meet, she saw the white Mohan's face full of tenderness.

"Cold..."

I believe you are still there. It's just that I couldn't find you. In that case, I I will listen to you, live a good life, take good care of myself, take care of the children, and then, here, wait for you to come back.

"Ziqing, let's go back."

When she turned around, a Crystal Teardrop slipped from her face and fell on the wet rock, stirring up a small tear

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Half a year later, Holland

"The winner of this international designer competition is Gong Xiaoyou from Beicheng, Miss Gong!"

In the Convention and Exhibition Center located on the most prosperous commercial street in Oran, as the host announced the end of the event, all the spotlights "brush brush brush" in the venue were projected on Xiaoyou who was sitting in the competition seat.

I saw that she was able to wear professional clothes and her delicate face was slightly powdered, which was enough to become the focus of attention.

With the light leading the way, she slowly stepped onto the stage. The prize winner was master Nino, the leader of the competition, the chief designer of the royal family of Oran, and one of the world's top designers.

"Miss Gong, you are the champion of this competition. Congratulations." Short words are the highest evaluation of Gong Xiaoyou by master Nino.

"Thank you! Master Nino After receiving the championship trophy, Xiaoyou turned to the audience to accept the applause and blessing of the crowd.

Half a year ago, she was just a rising star. Now, she is a bright pearl in the industry.

Her dream has been successful, but at the moment, the person she wants to share this success most doesn't know where it is?

Think of white ink cold, her heart is a tight, just half a year, she has learned to hide his heart, even now, she is very heartache, also won't show in the face.

Han, where are you? I miss you so much!!

Did you see that? I made it. Without you, I would never have been here.Cold, half a year, don't hide from me, OK? Baby and I have been waiting for you to come back.

Cold

At the end of the activity, Xiao you anxiously wants to go back to the hotel, but he is stopped by song Mingming.

"Miss Gong, we want to talk to you."

Master Nino wants to talk to himself? Xiaoyou nodded, and then followed song Mingming to a rest room in the activity center.

Master Nino has been waiting there. Song Mingming retreats quietly.

"Miss Gong, we've met several times before. Every time we see you, we feel different. Now you look like a cicada pupa turning into a butterfly like half a year ago." Nino's words, instantly pulled into the distance between himself and Gong Xiaoyou.

"Master, you are still the same as before, shining all over, and people can't help but want to lean on you." Xiaoyou has a sincere face. Master Nino has always been her idol and her goal in designing this road.

"It seems that there is some tacit understanding between us, so I'll be frank. I'm very optimistic about you and like your works, but I don't want you to stop here, so I hope you can stay in OLAM. In the next year, I want to cultivate you."

Xiaoyou is surprised to see Nino. Learning from Nino is what she has been looking forward to and what she has always found difficult to achieve. Now, it really falls on her head.

Because I can't believe it, she once thought she had heard it wrong, but she didn't respond for a long time. "What? Don't you want to? " Words, some disappointed.