The childhood sweetheart, who ran away from home, was demolished, and his daughter was graceful and lilies blooming. He was actively preparing for the wedding of his childhood sweetheart, who was in college and was suffering from a terminal illness.
What hometown should I go back to?
Why go back to your hometown?
Where is there a home?
If the spine is replaced with a load-bearing column, it will be poked and broken!
What kind of bad job is this made by a cerebral palsy screenwriter? How many years can cerebral thrombosis tie your brain?
In this regard, Rao Qifang's opinion is: "Geese, goose, goose~"
To be honest, the lines are accurate and the movements are in place. The typhoon is quite good. The only problem and deduction points are just trembling in the last trembling.
Li Cang didn't dare to say it or ask.
Seeing Rao Qifang walk out of the room with a serious look on his face, it’s very good. I know. Now it’s his turn to be his online cloud-proof time.
Question: How to survive this disaster without correcting the plot?
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The next day, Li Cang came out with a pair of dark circles.
Li Lace and Suo Zhihui were sitting next to the dining table for breakfast and ordered a large table of takeout. Just like all the refugee-style return of one cent, the takeout industry welcomed their king again.
Li Lace Suo Zhihua: "?"
The chopsticks fell off the table. I’m not a buddy. The origin of your dark circles is very doubtful. Let’s just say it!
"I didn't sleep well..." Li Cang yawned Lian Tian: "I..."
"Stop, stop, please keep it up, it's so irritating. I'm not interested in you and Rao Qifang's like this. Please respect yourself, you'd better stop here!"
"?"
The question mark will not disappear, but it just shifted to Li Cang's head, like a bad web game NPC who learned to go out to pick up customers on the first day.
Li Cang asked weakly: "Why are you going to get up so early?"
Without affecting the plot, the degree of freedom is acceptable and the performance is average. At least he has not received a point deduction prompt. The only small flaw is that he has never seen any plot or line reminders so far, and he has never seen any plot or line reminders.
"Call your friends and have a great banquet!" Li Lace Kuku's feast, looking happy, and said the most murderous words in the most insignificant tone: "Without you, you were removed from the list long ago, and you were not slaughtered on the spot. You are my last gentleness. For the sake of my brothers for many years, we will discuss our own opinions in the future!"
Suo Zhihui: "Puchi~"
In this version of Suo Zhihui seems to be playing a very silent personality and hardly speaking, and the specific components are very doubtful.
Li Cang didn't take her like this. He was still relatively good at playing himself well. If he wanted to get through the trick, he became more and more unrecognizable: "Then pay attention to safety. The speed limit in our city is less than 60!"
"With you, you're pretty fucking good! Are you in charge of you? You're tender??"
"Li Lace!!" Rao Qifang walked out with his eyebrows and eyes wide open: "What are you talking about!"
“Ha~”
Li Lace threw away her rice bowl, pulled Suo Zhihui and turned her head and left.
There was no way for Rao Qifang to look at Li Cang. After all, the relationship between mother and daughter has always been like that. This kind of copper pea that cannot be steamed and cooked cannot be taken seriously and killed.
Li Cang waved his hand: "It's okay, don't I know her yet? We have been--"
Such a low emotional intelligence speech was simply tragic. This is no longer a question of not mentioning any pot. In short, the two of them looked at me and I looked at you, and the scene was once silly extinguished.
Li Cang was afraid that Rao Qifang would not be able to hold back any longer and coughed: "Well, I'll go to the Second Hospital. The research fund this month should have arrived. If I don't go, they won't be with me!"
"Ann~" Rao Qifang reached out to help him get his clothes: "Then remember to come back early. In the afternoon, we will try the sample clothes we customized there, and then we will set the version. I will drive to pick you up when the time comes?"
"become!"
It's basically a rolling and crawling.
How should I describe it? Poor Teacher Cang has experienced the hardships and hardships of middle-aged people who are not afraid to return to their homes at a young age. Compared with this, Yanchuan Second Hospital is really a sweet and mellow fertile land.
The house Li Cang bought by himself, that is, Jingyuan, is very close to Yanchuan Second Hospital and Yanda, and the distance is not much different. Rao Qifang is relatively remote, a high-end community, and the villa starts with mountains and rivers. This setting makes it difficult for it to get close to the city center.
If there is no bus, it will be expensive to take a taxi.
The driver, who finally picked up a man in such a remote area, happily pressed Li Cang to the co-pilot and chatted all the way. When he took the magician out of the car, his eyes were empty. He was afraid of such people, and even more afraid of people who regard this thing as his profession.
Then, an abnormal sound of the engine roaring at the speed of the engine came from his ears.
In such heavy snowy weather, this sound is undoubtedly very eye-catching. Generally, such a roar basically represents two possibilities: one is the incompetent fury of the driver of the slippery road vehicle that loses control on the snowy road vehicle, and the other is the slippery road vehicle that does not move.
A stream of instinct that originated from the bones made Li Cang's spine stand on his back at such a delicate time node-
"Grass!"
With a weak and sick body, the spiritual awakening of the warrior is comparable to the spiritual enlightenment of the warrior.
Under the stuttering gaze of many doctors and patients in the second hospital, an SUV hit a street tree at a very fast speed. The tree fell over and the car overturned, but the tall and thin young man in between was safe and sound.
"This young man, have you practiced?"
"Awesome!"
"The driver of this send bar is crazy? This kind of weather is driving so fast?"
The people gradually gathered over and opened the car door together. A long-haired male driver rolled out in panic with the smoke from the airbag. She was obviously not injured and rushed towards Li Cang and asked anxiously in an almost screaming tone: "I didn't bump into you, are you okay? Are you okay? Are you okay--"
He was about to crash into Li Cang's arms, but he was not very beautiful. Li Cang frowned and subconsciously avoided it. A bright and bloody knife was like the scene of the crash just now. It just rubbed against Li Cang's nose and flew past his chest.
"Ah! She has a knife in her hand! Knife! Be careful!"
The scream of a young nurse woke everyone up, and for a short while, the big broom sweeping the floor, the big shovel, the big shovel, the big shovel, the small folding stool of the soy milk stall gathered from all directions like a navigation. Some people even pushed the two-wheeled garbage truck and started to accelerate like a siege hammer.
"Everyone goes away!"
The battle began in a hurry and ended in a sloppy manner.
The woman's body was covered with various messy tools, as well as overturned garbage and garbage trucks, like an inflatable doll discarded in a landfill.
"Damn, this slut is crazy?"
"There is blood on her knife!"
"Are people injured?"
"Brother, this person, your ex-girlfriend? What a deep hatred, I thought her car was out of control!"
"Hiss, no man, why do you look so awesome? Oh, I understand, you are sick and cute, right? If you don't get rid of it, you will be ruined!"
The blood has not dissipated, and everything is said in a mess.
The security guard who lost the opportunity to raise his salary looked miserable, and rumbling directly drove over to a whole team. The big and thick captain took out the person and stuffed his mouth with a flashlight, twisting her hand back: "Don't move! I've called the police! You can't run!"