Now Yi Danyou couldn't stop crying whenever she heard Fan Zhihui speak. She didn't let herself cry, but her tears still fell down. She nodded to her and said with choked sobs: "
I know, I know everything”
Fan Zhihui smiled weakly, with a very satisfied smile: "Now, I also understand that I will be satisfied if I can have you and Luo Luo accompanying me on the way to heaven."
Yi Danyou choked and shook his head: "No, you will be fine. We will also go to Youhan's press conference together to be her model!" Yi Danyou wiped Fan Zhihui's tears while
Wipe your own tears
Fan Zhihui cried and said with a smile: "Xiaoyou, you were really beautiful that day, as beautiful as a fairy who is not a human being." She helped Yi Danyou wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, but she couldn't stop her own tears.
Obscene, she said coquettishly: "Look at you, why are you crying? You are already a mother, and you are crying like a child."
Yi Danyou immediately stopped crying and said with choked sobs: "Yes, I won't cry, you will get better, you will definitely get better." She also wanted to be the fairy she said, so that she would have enough ability to let her
She survived, but there were no fairy tales in this world, let alone myths. She couldn't save her and could only watch her life dry up like a candle.
"Xiaoyou, do you have any dreams?" Fan Zhihui suddenly asked
Yi Danyou nodded: "Yes, I want to be a painter." Her smile is all in her paintings.
"Me too." Fan Zhihui looked out the window with a lonely expression: "This is a wish I have always wanted to realize since I was seven years old. I want to travel around the world with Luoluo... to see the Aegean Sea..." Fan Zhihui looked out of the window with a lonely expression.
Zhihui looked out the window and said to herself...
When Liang Luoqi came in, he saw two little women crying on the edge of the bed. He also heard Fan Zhihui's words. At this moment, he remembered that she seemed to have been around him since she met him when she was seven years old.
Turn, it turns out that at that time, love had already taken root in her heart. Now that I think about it, she really did a lot for him and has always been by his side...
Sometimes she is naughty, sometimes happy, sometimes mischievous, sometimes coquettish, sometimes domineering, sometimes...
It turns out that the picture of her has always been in the deepest part of his heart...