His Long Love

"Lao Fu." Mr. Liu took Mr. Fu's hand and looked serious. "You try your best. I'm just such a grandson. I'll expect him to let me have a great grandson in the future."

Mr. Fu looked down and patted Mr. Liu's hand. "I will try my best. You can rest assured. As for whether it can be good or not, it depends on the will of God."

Mr. Liu nodded and said nothing more.

Yes, do your best and obey the destiny.

If old Fu can't cure Ji Wanzhou's disease, no one can.

After dinner, Lao Bai drove his car and Ji Wanzhou, Meng Qingge and Mr. Fu went back to the villa of the Fu family.

Mr. Fu returned home, the old white recognized the road, this just returned to the villa on the hillside.

When we arrived at the villa, there was already a man waiting in the villa hall.

It was Ji Wanzhou who came to shave his head. He can be regarded as a special Barber of Ji Wanzhou.

"I never thought you'd shave your head." Tony joked, with a faint smile in his voice, "why, what kind of stimulation are you going to become a monk?"

Season evening boat picked pick eyebrows, did not go to pick up to play jokes, only a sentence, "shave quickly."

Meng Qingge watched Tony cut Ji Wanzhou's hair. His thick hair was soon shaved.

"All right Tony said, then carefully checked, found no problem, looked at the shaved Ji Wanzhou, clapped his hands with satisfaction, and exclaimed, "you are so willful, you can even control your bald head!"

Meng Qingge agrees with Tony's words.

Season evening boat is very handsome, shaved season evening boat, still very handsome.

In the evening, Ji Wanzhou and Meng Qingge lie in bed.

The bedside lamp had been turned off and the room was dark.

Season evening boat open eyes, is still nothing to see.

It was so quiet in the bedroom that no sound could be heard. It seemed that neither of them was asleep.

"Wife." Ji Wanzhou shouts.

Now when Ji Wanzhou calls Meng Qingge, he doesn't call Mrs. Ji any more. He calls his wife directly.

For his wife, Meng Qingge didn't agree at the beginning, but if she didn't, Ji Wanzhou would keep shouting, one voice higher than the other. As long as Meng Qingge didn't answer, he could always shout down.

Meng Qingge felt that he was noisy, so he had to answer, and gradually got used to it.

"What's the matter?" Meng Qingge blinked, in fact, she did not sleep.

What's it like to be blind? Is it like now, even if you know that your eyes are open, but you can't see anything, everywhere is black, there is no light and color.

The world of season's evening boat is like this now!

"What if I was cured by Mr. Fu?" Ji Wanzhou turned his head and asked Meng Qingge.

"Cured, naturally good!" Meng Qingge's voice was tinged with joy and excitement, "so you can recover to the original appearance!"

"Well, if I were well..." Ji Wanzhou pauses. "Will you leave me?"

Meng Qingge picked her eyebrows, but she didn't think about her own arrangement after Ji Wanzhou got well, so she replied truthfully, "I haven't thought about this yet."

Ji Wanzhou's tone is full of seriousness. He now wants to know the answer of Meng Qingge, "think about it now."

"Ah?" Meng Qingge ah, "now want to?"

"Yes." Ji Wanzhou should say, "because I want to know your answer now."

Meng Qingge really raised eyebrows and thought about it. After about a minute, he immediately replied, "I won't leave! Why leave? Where can I find someone who loves me so much? "

Hearing Meng Qingge's answer, Ji Wanzhou's eyebrows and eyes are curved, and her lips outline a beautiful arc. She laughs, "I really can't find any man who loves you more than me."

Meng Qingge is picking eyebrows, sipping his lips, and then opening his mouth, pretending to be a bit sincere, "that's, can't find."