Chapter 1858

After listening to Jingrong, Jingyu felt better.

"Thanks to Yanzhi taking care of you. When you're settled down, I'll go with you another day and thank him very much. "

Mentioned that person, Jing Rong's face color slightly changed, thin lips tensed tightly.

Jingyu found that he was facing something wrong, "what's the matter?"

"Nothing..." Jing Rong shakes his head, let his face resume as usual, only light way: "I already thank."

"I didn't think he was a good man. I didn't want you to come too close. I worried that he would get black when he was near. But now I think he should be very nice. Take good care of you. "

Jingyu said this while cleaning up for him.

"Sister, I'll take care of the rest myself. Aren't you going to work in the hospital? " Jingrong didn't answer Jingyu's words, but changed the topic.

Jingyu didn't know about him and Wen Yanzhi. He didn't think about it. He just nodded and looked at the watch on his wrist. "I really want to go."

Jing Yu is very relieved to have Jing Rong settled here with Yu Zeyao.

After the vice president left, she went to the hospital. Before going to work, she went to the ward to see her father, Jing Chaochen.

Jing Chaochen's health is getting better and better. Now he has no difficulty in speaking and can also get up and walk a few steps.

"Dad, how are you feeling today?" Jingyu squats on his leg and massages him.

Jing Chaochen nodded and asked, "fish, the people in the hospital said that you and people have changed classes these days. Is nothing wrong?"

Jingyu felt guilty and shook his head. It's my friend who is ill. I'll take some time to see him

"Friend? Which friend makes you think so Jing Chaochen stares at Jingyu, as if to see through her eyes.

Jingyu's heart next Lin, want to say what, but, nothing can say. However, fortunately, her father's next words saved her, "is it Qi's child?"

"Ah Yes, it's the golden year. " Jingyu answers vaguely. We can only let Jinnian drill out and carry the black pot at this time.

I don't know whether my father believed it or not. In short, he looked much better.

Jingyu is relieved. He heard his father ask, "why hasn't Sheng Yi seen the boy again recently? Is he busy? "

When it comes to Liang Shengyi, Jing Yu's heart is cold. She also wanted to see him again. She wanted to ask himself whether Jingrong was related to him.

"I didn't get in touch with him again. Dad, if he appears in your ward one day, please call me. I happen to have something to ask him. "

Jing Chaochen looked at his daughter's expression, "very serious matter?"

Looking at his father, Jing Yu naturally did not dare to say that Jing Rong was injured. He only perfunctorily said one or two sentences, and did not go back and forth on Liang Shengyi's topic.

Five days later.

Jingyu was received by the vice president's office.

She talks with Jingrong in the hall. Jingrong tries to draw with her left hand, and Jingyu encourages her. Yu Zeyao enjoyed the bustle at home. Listening to the conversation between his sister and brother, he felt that there was a warmth that was hard to express.

He lived on his own at an early age, and he lived with Zenan only when he was young. So, it's rare to smell like them.

Greedy for this feeling, he brought his work to the hall to be busy.

At this moment, a telephone ring suddenly rings, breaking the warm atmosphere in the hall. The housekeeper picked up the phone in a hurry. After a few respectful replies, he looked up and said, "Sir, it's Mr. Wen."

Jing Rong, who is painting, has a pen in his hand. However, just pause for a few seconds, Jingyu has not seen the clue, has begun to mention the pen again.

Every stroke was barely drawn.

Yu Zeyao answered the phone. They couldn't hear what Wen Yanzhi said there. They only heard Yu Zeyao's "um" a few times. He seemed surprised in a single word.

After hanging up the phone, Yu Zeyao glanced at the back of his brother and sister and said, "fish."

"Well?" Jingyu is helping Jing Rong carry the paint box. When he hears Yu Zeyao call himself, he turns around.

"Didn't you always say you wanted to thank Yanzhi in person?"

"Well."

"He'll be here in a moment."

"I'll be there, too." Jingyu has curved lips.

Jingrong's face changed and he held the brush tightly.

"This time, he will bring his girlfriend with him," Yu continued

Jing Rong breathes heavily and his brush is crooked. Yu Zeyao's voice continued, "I have never seen him bring any girlfriend here before. This time, it may be true. "

Jingrong's eyes fell on the painting in front of him, slightly distracted.

Jingyu said: "I'm still curious about what kind of girl can shock him, let him take heart."

"I'll see in a moment."

Jingyu turns around and sees Jingrong cleaning up the paint.

"Why not draw?" Jing Yu asked."No inspiration. What's more, it's a little bad. " Jing Rong's expression is dim, "elder sister, I'm a little tired. I want to go upstairs and have a rest."

Jingyu thought that it was Jingrong's painting that was not smooth, so he was depressed and didn't think much about it. "Don't lose heart, take your time. After a while, you still have to come down and say hello. "

"Good." Jingrong should say, put away the drawing board, push the wheelchair up.

Jingyu looks at Jingrong's dispirited back and sighs with worry. Yu Zeyao also looked at the back, thinking.

"I hope Jingrong can cheer up a bit." Jingyu was filled with emotion.

Yu Zeyao took her hand, pulled her to sit down beside him and asked, "have you ever understood Jingrong's private life?"

"What?" Jingyu did not expect that Yu Zeyao would suddenly jump off the topic to private life.

"It is For example, does he have anyone he likes, or has he ever had a girlfriend before

"Why do you ask that all of a sudden?" Jingyu looks at him in surprise. I feel that I can't keep up with my thinking.

"Just ask. Don't they all say that depressed people need the encouragement of love? If he has someone he likes, maybe he can be encouraged by the other person. " Yu Zeyao casually gave a reason.

Jingyu believed it. He thought about it seriously and shook his head: "Jingrong has never been in love and has never made a girlfriend. However, I met a little girl he used to like. She was quite lovely. But it's all a matter of childhood. Now whether he likes people or who they are, I really don't know

Yu Zeyao nodded and said nothing more.

Upstairs.

Jingrong put down the paint board and lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling above his head.

In my mind, I repeat what he said the day he left Wen Yanzhi:

- didn't you want me to marry another woman and have children? Wait!

One day, I will bring you a good look.

So what he brought today is the woman who is going to marry and have children with him?

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