Chapter Not terminally ill 1
Su porcelain gently pumped air and vomited his tongue.
Sunshine is the best of the day, and flowers are the most beautiful of the four seasons.
There are unreal smells and sweet sadness floating in the air.
He and she seem to be wrapped in a layer of foam.
If you are not careful, the bubble will be crushed.
Since we haven’t thought of a way to protect the bubble, it is better for you not to say anything and I not to say anything.
“Baby, you…”
Before the girl’s mother could stop her, the girl’s short leg was lifted and the pink ball rolled towards the two again.
This time, the ball did not reach Wen Jin’an’s feet or Su Ci’s feet, but was in the middle of the two.
The girl obviously preferred Wen Jin’an and believed in Wen Jin’an’s skills. As a result, she shouted directly to Wen Jin’an from afar: “Uncle, can you help the baby kick the ball?”
Wen Jin’an looked down at the ball, but his eyes couldn’t help falling on Su Ci’s feet, staring at her slender white ankles.
Over there, the girl is still waiting, “uncle? Uncle? Ball, my ball.”
Then, one foot moved.
It’s Su porcelain.
The ball returned to the girl’s feet and she controlled it well this time.
At the same time, Su porcelain stood up.
Just took a step, wrist a tight.
As if she had been scalded by oil, she suddenly smoked her hand.
Wen Jin’an did not pester her. She struggled and he let go.
Thin lips moved and looked at her back. He could not say a word, no, a word.
He thought, she must have many questions to ask and many words to say.
But she didn’t, didn’t ask, didn’t say.
Another long silence.
Wen Jin’an did not take the next step, which made Su Ci very angry.
She just struggled for a moment, just.
Is he not going to pull her again?
Well, if he doesn’t pull, then she will leave.
Grind your teeth, Su porcelain left.
Wen Jin’an tightly coagulated her until she disappeared from sight.
“Uncle?”
In my ear, the girl’s voice called him back to the real world.
“How did uncle and aunt get there?”
“She…” Open mouth, Wen Jin’an voice hoarse obscure.
Shaking his head, he whispered, “I don’t know.”
The little girl saw that he was very sad and sad, and felt sad and sad in her heart.
Such a beautiful uncle should be happy.
Reaching out her small hand, the little girl patted Wen Jin’an on the shoulder. “It doesn’t matter, uncle and aunt will come again.”
Hearing this, Wen Jin’an suddenly raised his face and his heavy pupil flashed with light. “Will it?”
The little girl got a fright, stepped back and leaned against her mother’s leg.
Raising her face, she looked at her mother for help.
Seeing her mother smiling and nodding, the little girl summoned up her courage and replied in a small voice, “Yes.”
A light heart.
Wen Jin’an’s thin lips hooked up and stretched out his hand to scratch the tip of the little girl’s nose. “Thank you.”
The little girl also didn’t know what she had done to make her beautiful uncle thank her, but her mother said she should be polite. When people say thank you to you, you have to say you’re welcome.
“Uncle, you’re welcome.”
“Well, baby, we’re going back.”
The girl’s mother nodded to Wen Jin’an, bent over to pick up the little girl and left.
Lie prone on her mother’s shoulder, the little girl smiled and waved goodbye to Wen Jin’an.
However, Wen Jin’an’s haze and fog disappeared because the little girl said, “It will come again.”
The moment I really saw her, I realized that my thoughts went deep into my bone marrow.
He thought about Qi Wenyin’s eccentric performance last night.
Besides Su Ci, she came out of the hospital garden and walked blankly in the strange street.
When I returned to absolute being, I didn’t even know where I was.
Wen Jin’an is in the hospital.
Wen Jin’an was wearing a hospital gown.
Wen Jin’an smelled of disinfectant.
Wen Jin’an suddenly disappeared.
Everything seems to be able to be connected in series, but there is one key link missing.
She should listen to his explanation, or excuse.
But she didn’t want to hear it.
She’s angry.
Angry that he took French leave, angry that he had something to choose to face alone.Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.
She thought it would take her a long time to calm down.