Their Intriguing Marriage

Lan Qing stands on the rooftop of LAN's building, looking at the gray sky, thinking, that woman, she must have arrived at the sunny place that she mentioned at the moment. Will she also hold Xiao Sheng and look at the sky like this, and then think of herself.

After a long time, he took back his eyes, and a slightly bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He said to himself in a soft voice, "it seems that I have been poisoned by this woman. When did I start to look at the sky in a daze..." and then he shook his head helplessly.

At this time, behind him came the sound of high heels. He subconsciously quickly turned around, only he knew what he was looking forward to, although he knew it was impossible.

Looking back, I saw Li Lin's face. I couldn't help feeling a little lost, but there was still no expression on her face. With his hand in his pocket, his sharp eyebrows are always sharp, his eyes are quiet, like the sea at night, and the outline of his chin is decorated with light green stubble. But at the moment, he is no longer as sharp as usual.

Li Lin guessed at a glance that he must have thought of Li Qingning again.

"Mr. LAN, I've done all the things you ordered, and I've informed the participants of this afternoon's temporary meeting." Probably in Lan Qing side stay too long, she has also learned to perfectly hide their emotions.

In fact, many times, her hiding is perfect, so that she can't see what she is thinking.

Lan Qing's eyes lightly swept her, then slightly nodded her head, then turned around and looked at the city under her feet.

She gently shook her head, abandoned those messy ideas, slightly adjusted her breath, and said: "Mr. LAN, how do you stand here? It seems that it's going to rain... "

"You said, if you miss another person when you are looking at the sky, and that person is also looking at the sky, will she feel your thoughts?"

The lines of his side face were a little fuzzy in the gray light. When he said this, his voice was low and charming, as if telling an old story. At the moment, his whole person seemed to be integrated with the low tone of heaven and earth.

Li Lin gently pursed her lips and said, "maybe so. Maybe when you have such doubts, that person is also thinking about it." She lowered her eyes, and there was nothing wrong with the expression on her face.

"Forget it, go back. It seems that it's going to rain." Li Lin raised her eyes and saw Lan Qing pass her with his hand in his pocket. The corner of his mouth seemed to be smiling. It was soft and intimate. She subconsciously wanted to rub her eyes, and then pinched herself to make sure that it was not a dream.

Lin Bai opened her eyes on the third day when she was lying in the ward. In fact, she had regained consciousness three hours after the operation, but she didn't want to wake up.

She is constantly hypnotizing herself, thinking that if she doesn't open her eyes, she won't have to face the cruelty of reality. If she doesn't open her eyes, that little life seems to still exist in her body. Before that, she seems to have felt his vitality.

She opened her eyes and saw Feng Chi sitting quietly on the chair beside the bed. He was looking out of the window. His face looked a little thin and his chin was covered with blue stubble.

Just after she knew that she was pregnant, she thought more than once that maybe the child would look very much like him, which is not bad.

As if feeling her quiet eyes, he turned around, with a little surprise in his haggard eyes full of blood, cleared his throat, and made a vague and hoarse voice, "are you awake?" Then, hold her hand.

She looked at him stupidly for a few seconds. Then she pulled her hand out of his palm and turned her head to one side. Tears from the corner of her eyes ran down her cheek and made a little splash on the white sheet.

"I'm sorry, Lin Bai. It's all my fault this time... Can you scold me? If you don't wait for you to get better, you hit me twice... Later... I'll listen to you for everything. " He took her hand again, so hard, as if all the strength of his life to seize her.

This time, instead of pulling out her hand, she let her hand lie in his palm.

Lin Bai turned to look at him, but her eyes didn't shine like a candle. She shook her head and said, "no later. Feng Chi, our feelings are the same as this child. Even if I try my best, I can't keep them. Forget it, OK? Let go of yourself and me. You don't have to ask for my forgiveness. I don't blame you. I just gave up. " She slowly finished word by word and closed her eyes again.

"Well, let's not talk about it now. When you get better, everything will be better." He said softly, as if to himself comforting himself, and then gently put her hand on her side. But his eyes, too, turned red quickly.

When he walked out of the ward, he Jiawen came face to face. It seems that he already knows everything. When he looks at Feng Chi, his face is expressionless, like looking at strangers he never knew, but his eyes are as cold and piercing as silver needles wrapped with ice.

He walked towards Fengchi step by step, and the sight that could feel the chill from a long distance came with his heavy breathing.

When passing Fengchi, he disdained to turn his head aside. His eyes were still looking straight ahead. He said in a tone colder than the snow on a winter night: Fengchi, I warn you, how far you have to roll, don't let me see you around her again. "

With that, he suddenly turned around, grabbed Feng Chi's collar and raised his fist to form a gust of wind in the air. His fist had reached his face, but he closed his eyes gently.

He Jiawen's action stopped, then he put his fist down again, heavily threw Feng Chi to the chair beside him, and said: "you don't deserve to get my fist!" With that, he pushed open the door of the ward and went in.

At the moment, Lin Bai was looking out of the window with his head turned. After hearing the sound of the door, he said coldly, "what are you doing back here?"

But she turned her head and saw he Jiawen coming in, with the haze on her face.

"How did you come?" She looked at him quietly, except for some red eyes, the whole person looked very calm, like the appearance of the soul after detachment.

He opened the chair beside the hospital bed and sat down. He picked up an apple to play with, picked up a fruit knife and began to peel. Then he slowly opened his mouth and said, "you haven't come to the company for several days. I went to the villa to see you today. My aunt told me everything. It's too late to be a damn thing. I'll let him go. Elder sister, if you're still with him, I'll be the first to refuse. "