One night love: Mrs. Shen,how about having a second child?

Shen Siye's fingers are too thin. After lying in bed for so long, he only relies on nutrient solution to maintain his vital signs. His whole body is already bony.

Tang Yi tried it again and found that the ring was too big for Shen Siye.

She suddenly thought of Cinderella's crystal shoes.

Who can put on the crystal shoes, who is the prince really looking for.

This ring is suitable for Shen Si to wear in white, but it is not suitable for Shen Si to wear at night

Tang Yi quickly stopped his absurd and ridiculous idea, and carefully put the ring away.

Her prince, from beginning to end, can only be Shen Siye alone. As long as his prince can wake up and recover, he can wear that ring.

If he can never wake up, he can only be her sleeping beauty all her life, and live like this until she is old.

Tang Yi put the ring in the drawer of Shen Si's night room, but found a photo album with two lovely twin babies on the cover.

Driven by curiosity, Tang Yi opened the album.

This is the photo album of Shen Sibai and Shen Siye.

From the baby in the swaddling clothes to the baby and the teenager, it records the growth process of the two babies.

A page is a year, a page is a look. Though as like as two peas in two,

looks like a face with a similar face.

One of them was cold and unsmiling. Even when taking photos, he was serious.

A bright eyebrow, smile, every picture is a heart-catching smile.

The boy gradually grew into an adult man. When he took the last picture, he was no different from his brother now.

It's just Is their personalities so different?

Normally, Shen Sibai is cold and indifferent, but when Shen Sibai is on the swimming team at night, he never smiles?

Tang Yi took a look at the age marked next to him. When he took the last picture, he was only 21 years old.

That year, it was the year that Shen Si night was brilliant in the swimming world and won the Grand Slam.

Why didn't you take a group photo after that?

If the person with a face in the picture is Shen Siye, then the other person can't be Shen Sibai, either?

Tang Yi thought about it, and then he was relieved.

It should be that after Shen Si's accident at night, the smile on Shen Si's white face lost.

I'm afraid he will never laugh again when his closest brother is like this.

In addition, to run such a huge family group, Shen Sibai became what he is now.

I just didn't expect that Shen Sibai was a sunshine boy before!

When Tang Yi thought about it, he couldn't help laughing.

She really can't connect the smiling teenager in the photo with Shen Sibai, who has an ice face all day.

In this way, Shen Sibai was more lovely when he was a child.

Tang Yi put back the album. Seeing that it was late, he took off his ring and put it with Shen Siye's.

It's too expensive. She often goes swimming. If she leaves it one day, she can't afford to pay for it.

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These days, Tang Yi has returned to normal training. The Fuhai swimming training institution, which had been taken over by Ning, was also renamed ningle water park.

The park has been greatly transformed, and the grade has been improved by more than one degree.

Tang Yi has promised to go to ningle water park as a swimming coach, so she went to report on this day.

There are many children in the water park, and Tang Yi's teaching object this time is a group of children.

"Hello, I will be your coach from today on. My name is Tang. You can call me coach Tang."

A little girl about 5 years old asked innocently, "sugar coach, is it the kind of sugar you eat?"

Tang Yi smiles: "if you behave well, you can have the kind of sugar you want to eat."

"Yes, yes, there's sugar to eat!" The children are about 4 to 7 years old. They are very happy to hear that there is sugar to eat.

One by one, the children lined up, put on the swimming circle and jumped into the waist deep pool.

Looking at this group of lively and lovely children, Tang Yi is in a good mood.

"OK, now we'll line up on the bank and start practicing our legs." Tang Yi said hello, and each of them lined up on the bank and watched Tang Yi do the demonstration carefully.

Two hours passed quickly, children playing while learning, the pool has been reverberating soft cute milk.

Tang Yi is very responsible to the children to come to pick up the hands of parents, soon, only a little boy's parents have not come.

It's 5 p.m. now. The child, carrying a small bag on his back, quietly shrinks in the corner and looks at the door from time to time.That pair of bright and clean black eyes, every time with hope to see to the door, and every time disappointed to turn away.

"Your parents haven't come yet." Tang Yi went to touch the head of the small radish and said.

"I don't have a mother." Small radish milk words with a trace of pathetic feeling.

Tang Yi has a thorn in his heart. This is a child with a story.

"Then why doesn't your father come to pick you up? Let me call him for you."

Small radish small face full of hope, told Tang Yi a number.

"The subscriber you dialed is powered off, please redial later."

"Your father turned it off."

"He must be in a meeting again, busy again." Small radish Ding pouted his little mouth and hummed, trying to make a strong appearance, but his pouted mouth shriveled in an instant, and he wanted to cry, but he held back.

Looking at this cute little boy, Tang Yi couldn't help the flood of maternal love. She patted him on the shoulder and said, "I'm not afraid. Sister Tang will wait with you."

She called herself sister very shamelessly, and little Rodin didn't object. Her little body shrank to Tang Yi's side and continued to look through the autumn water.

"Your name is Ning Yizhi."

Small radish Ding nodded, there is a kind of grievance emotion between the clear Jun delicate eyebrows.

It took about half an hour for Ning Yizhi's father to arrive late.

When seeing Ning Yi's father, Tang Yi is slightly surprised.

It was a very good-looking man, about twenty-seven or eighty-eight, with a long body and a beautiful face.

Moreover, he is not as cold and indifferent as Shen Sibai. This man feels like a warm spring breeze, warm sun in winter, gentle and polite, gentleman like jade.

"I'm sorry I'm late." A man's voice is gentle and elegant, with his standard smile, is a modest gentleman.

Ning Yizhi's slightly baby fat face suddenly turned in the past, and her cheeks were so angry that her voice began to cry: "you just don't want me. I want to go with sister Tang, and I don't want you either!"