Chapter 474

At the thought of this possibility, my heart filled with acid bubbles.

In fact, the past should not be taken into account. However, maybe I really like a person too much. I just hope that all his things belong to me.

Fu Yichen grabbed her finger and held it tightly in the palm. When she finished her complaint, she explained, "I don't have a new girlfriend. In my heart, except one person, I have never liked anyone else."

This sentence, already let the acid bubble in her heart in an instant dissipated a lot. In particular, when he said the three words "a person", he was so sincere that he did not have a flickering look on her body, which was even more exciting.

It's just

However, he still said, "who knows if what you said can be taken seriously? It's said that men like rhetoric best

Although the words said so, the corners of the lips did not consciously bend up and could not help it.

He laughed and said nothing. He knew that she believed in herself.

"Where did you go in those years of disappearance?" She's been holding on to it.

Hearing this problem, Fu Yichen was right. Once full of pain, he wanted to talk to her, but he forbeared and didn't even dare to see her. Now she stood in front of her, her lips moving, her throat stuck like a word.

But now, although he didn't say anything, Chi Weiyang understood the pain that flashed between his eyebrows.

I think of that day when Fu's mother was out of control and crying in front of her, her heart suddenly tightened.

Somehow, as his thin lips opened, her hand gently covered his lips.

"If there's a real problem, don't say it."

Fu Yichen took a breath and held her hand in the palm.

Chi Weiyang then went on: "I've been worried about your disappearance for so many years, so I can't really say that I'm not angry. But I can also put it down slowly

He was so emotional that he pulled her over with a slight force on his hand. The long arms were around her shoulders and held her tightly. The lower jaw was close to her hair and rubbed gently, and his voice was low and hoarse: "I promise you, I will tell you the truth when I'm in a good mood. It won't make you wait too long... "

Every word he said was so sincere that she did not doubt him.

Her face, close to his chest.

Can hear the real heartbeat, feel his real temperature.

This person is close at hand. It's no longer your own illusion, it's no longer the dream that disappears when you open your eyes

At this moment, Chi Weiyang suddenly felt that everything before was not so important.

The important thing is that he is right beside him.

And, in the future

After that, her child will never have a father.

She will never be alone again

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Mrs. Lanting is ill.

Xia Xingchen went with his wife to visit the LAN family. The LAN family asked a doctor to take care of him. However, his wife had been burning badly. He was confused. His mind was not very clear. He didn't even recognize the star.

It's true that illness comes down like a mountain. The man who was still in high spirits yesterday is now lying in bed, and he has lost his blood.

At the end of the night, Xia Xingchen and the old lady left the LAN family together. The old lady went back to Zhongshan, and she went back to the presidential palace.

Tossing and turning, it's hard to sleep in bed. White night Qing called to come over, heard the sound, her nose suddenly sour up, holding the phone, holding the quilt sitting there, for a long time did not know what to say.

White night Qing know her mood is not stable, only deep voice way: "go to bed early, tomorrow I will think of a way to rush back."

It's still that light tone, but it's a kind of power to stabilize people's hearts.

"Well." She sucked her nose, her voice choked, and she hugged the quilt tightly. Suddenly she said, "I miss you so much..."

She felt hopelessly dependent on him. No matter what happened, the first thing she thought of was always him. It seems that as long as this man is by his side, even if the sky falls, she will not be afraid.

All kinds of emotions, such as worry, anxiety and worry, were surging in my heart. Finally, they only turned into lingering thoughts of him.

Over there

White night Qing suddenly heard this confession, breathing, pause for a moment.

For a long time, there was no sound.

The bottom of my heart is full of emotion, and my charming lips move gently. Finally, only a faint voice comes out, "wait for me to come back."

"Uncle, I've asked Ruigang to investigate the situation. The old man was walking. Take it easy

Xia Xingchen gave a loud "um" and said, "I'm worried about his body. I heard that he has fallen ill. My mother did not get sick, the situation is still under observation, do not know whether it will get worse. You know her condition. I'm afraid it will go out of control. "

"In a moment, I'll call Dr. Fu and ask about the situation. At the end of the new year, let him come and diagnose in person. "She trusted Fu Yichen's medical skills.

Bai Yeqing is busy there and can't talk to her any more. After pacifying her, he said, "hang up and go to sleep. Relax and have a good Spring Festival. "

"Well Shall I wait for you at Zhongshan tomorrow

"Good."

"You go to work."

"You hang up first." White night holding the phone.

Xia Xingchen clings to the mobile phone, listening to his breath. The two men were silent for a minute on the phone before she finally hung up.

Although far away from a country, but, to each other that kind of love, is clear and clear.

She lay back in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. The bed was very big. Before he was there, she didn't feel so empty. Now he's not here. She feels like her heart is empty.

There are too many people and things in her heart that make her hard to be peaceful.

Finally, after all, he opened the quilt, went to the children's room and slept with Xia Dabai.

Xia Dabai was flattered.

Since Dabao and Xiaobai got on well, Dabao no longer belongs to her. Think about it. It's really sad.

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The next day.

Xia Xingchen asked Shen Min to lead the child to Zhongshan. He turned to see Mrs. Lanting.

LAN ye still won't give her any good face when she comes to LAN's house. Xia Xingchen is used to it, but she doesn't care about it.

Lanting's fever has subsided, but the whole person is still half faint and half awake, covered with sweat. Xia Xingchen wrung a towel to wipe her sweat. There was no leisure for a moment.

At noon, the servant brought food in. Mrs. Lanting had only two mouthfuls of porridge and could not eat anything more.

Xia Xingchen did not have a bit of appetite, smell that smell, some retch want to vomit.

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