Yuan Qingling felt sorry for her, but it was comforting to hear her say this, "Okay, then it's not in vain for me to come."
Jinghe smiled, "Did this scare you? My focus is on the children now. The second sister-in-law actually came to tell me that it was a pity for both of us, but the past is irreversible and we can't go back.
"
When Yuan Qingling heard this, her heart moved, and her thoughts were immediately suppressed by her, and she said: "Well, yes, is it possible? Can we go back to the past?"
"That's impossible." Jinghe said.
Yuan Qingling looked at her peaceful face, "What you hate most is that he knew that his old friend wanted to harm your child, but he didn't stop it, right?"
"Yes." Jinghe turned her face away, her eyes flushed, "Okay, let's not talk anymore. I'll ask someone to pack some tea for you!"
"Okay!" Yuan Qingling saw that it was getting late, so she stopped staying. After she asked someone to pack the tea, she said goodbye and left.
I felt restless all the way back.
Back at the house, Yu Wenhao asked: "How is it? How is she feeling?"
"She is okay and can accept it. After all, King Wei is not really on good terms with that girl Zhou." Yuan Qingling forced a smile and said.
Yu Wenhao looked at her, "Isn't that great? Why do you look so worried?"
Yuan Qingling leaned next to him and shook her head, "It's nothing, I just feel...why did King Wei do this in the first place? The road was blocked and there was no room left."
Yu Wenhao couldn't help but feel melancholy, "Perhaps they are really destined but not destined to each other? They had to force themselves to get it at the beginning, so what's the use of feeling pity now? Stop thinking about it and go to sleep."
Yuan Qing snorted, but when the thoughts in his mind came up, he suppressed them forcefully, and they couldn't help but resurface.
But that’s not possible!
Because if you go back to the past and change one thing, there will be a butterfly effect, and many things in the present will change.
She went to take a bath, and when she came back she saw Lao Wu playing on the arhat's bed with little melon seeds in his arms. Guagua was sleepy and yawned nonstop, and his little eyes were very hazy, but Lao Wu was talking to her.
"When I came back this time, I brought basically everything I could, but I forgot to bring one thing, which is a camera. Daddy wants to take a lot of photos for you, but it's okay. When your grandma comes over, ask her to buy one and bring it over.
."
Little Guazi's eyes slowly closed. Daddy's voice was so hypnotic and nagging.
Yuan Qingling hung up the coat and said with a smile: "It's useless if you bring it here. You can only take pictures for a few days. If the battery is out, you won't be able to take pictures."
Yu Wenhao raised his head, "I heard from my uncle before that there is something called a small generator. Can we buy one?"
"You'd better stop doing these shocking things. If you really want to take pictures of some of her interesting moments, learn to paint. Wouldn't it be very loving if you painted her with your own hands?" Yuan Qingling walked over, picked up the little melon seeds, and gently
Patting his back gently.
"Painting?" Lao Wu was a little embarrassed. He could do both piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but knowing and being proficient were two different things. "It's still not as good as a camera. I'll ask my uncle to bring more power banks when the time comes."
Yuan Qingling smiled and took Guagua out to the nanny. The little melon seed had to be fed at night, and the nanny had to take care of it.