"You have feelings for her, so you can accept him in a short time and have no feelings for Lian Yuncheng. Five years later, you still can't accept it." Lan Yichen said calmly.
In the past five years, she has been with Lian Yuncheng almost every day, but she only thinks that she is a friend, without any love.
is that so?
Ling Xiaoqian himself didn't know that there were too many things happening between her and Ji Chuyang, so many things made her unable to tell what it felt like.
"If you are with him, you will be happy! And I will work hard to make you happy." As long as she is happy, he will also feel happy.
Slowly, he slowly closed his eyes, as if he was really drunk. The words he just said were just a sleep talk
But Ling Xiaoqian knew that he was just pretending that his mind was clear
No more said, she left the room
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the next day
Ling Xiaoqian woke up very early and thought that she might go back to the United States directly today. She really wanted to see Xiaochu again
Seeing that Xiaochen had not woken up yet, she told the servant that if Xiaochen woke up, call her immediately
Then, leave
When she arrived at the intersection, there was a kindergarten opposite. She didn't dare to go there, for fear that Xiaochu would see it. At that time, he would pester him and she couldn't bear to leave him. Then she really didn't know what to do.
It's already time for class, but no one has seen Xiaochu come to class
Did she miss it? Or did she refuse to give her this opportunity?
She was afraid that Xiaochen would make trouble again if she woke up and didn't see her. She reluctantly turned her eyes away from the kindergarten and was about to go back
However, as soon as she turned around, she saw Ji Chuyang. He held Xiao Chu and looked at her like this.
"Mommy" Ji Jingchu came over with her daddy, holding her mommy's hand with the other hand, "Mommy, you don't have to watch it secretly, you can go home to see it. Xiaochu and daddy both want it very much.
You, mommy, can you go home with us?"
The little hand held in the hand was very comfortable and warm, which made Ling Xiaoqian feel even more reluctant to leave.
She squatted down, looked at Xiaochu's face seriously, and wanted to remember it firmly in her mind. In this way, when she missed him, she would not be just a vague look when she thought of him.