What should I do? What should I do? Should I ask Leng Ran not to marry Weiwei, or to marry her at a later date? Is it possible? If I ask him, he will deliberately make the wedding grand in order to get revenge.
Everyone knows it, right? Including grandpa...
Oh my god! Why didn’t I even think of this? What should I do now? Tell the truth to grandpa? If he knows now that he lied, he might get angry...
No! How many days can I bear it? I need to get my grandfather's health back as soon as possible in these days, so that when the truth is known, he will be able to bear it better.
The reporters at the door saw that the Leng family didn't seem to be planning to show up again, and they all left disappointed. It seemed that tomorrow's report could only be written by themselves.
At dinner time, Leng Ran brought a sumptuous dinner on time. Watching Leng Ran place the dishes one by one on the dining table, Bai Yawei suddenly had a strange conjecture in her mind. In such a quiet environment, Leng Ran
Perhaps because he was in the ward, his face did not have the usual sharp determination. From the side, it actually looked a little soft. He carefully took out the lunch boxes one by one, for fear that the vegetable soup would spill out, like
What a perfect husband.
And I am my wife happily waiting for dinner...
"Are you looking at me or the food?" Leng Ran felt the burning gaze from the side and suddenly turned to look at Bai Yawei, who had a slightly dull expression.
"Ah?" Bai Yawei suddenly came back to her senses and realized what she had just been thinking. Her heartbeat was getting louder and frightened. Really, am I crazy? How could she have such thoughts?! Leng Ran was like this
How could a man be a good husband?! And I was just a pawn to him. Happiness, two words that were already extremely far away, should be even further away from me now, right?
Leng Ran seemed to be used to the way Bai Yawei came back from her trance, so she stopped asking any more questions and said calmly: "Let's eat!"
"Oh..." Bai Yawei lowered her head and nodded, her chin and neck close to each other, like a turtle with its head shrunk.
"How does it taste?" After eating for a while, Leng Ran's words broke the reserved atmosphere.
"Yeah. Very good." Bai Yawei answered truthfully, thinking that these home-cooked dishes should not be bought from outside, because they don't always use a lot of oil outside, but the quality of the oil is not good, and they taste very greasy.
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"How does it compare to the chef at Leng Zhai?" Leng Ranqi didn't mean to deliberately attack the Leng family by saying this. He just thought of living with Bai Yawei in Leng Zhai in the future, so he asked casually.
Bai Yawei frowned, why did this person have to compare his meal with the Leng family's?
"Each has his own merits." Bai Yawei said perfunctorily in a very bad tone.
Leng Ran heard her sudden "bad" tone and instantly understood what she was thinking. He snorted coldly and stopped talking.
After dinner, Leng Ran put the lunch box back into the bag and wanted to take it outside to throw it away when he went out later. Although he had lived a good life over the years, many things he did with his mother in the past were his fault.
Hands-on.
"How long do you plan to stay with me until?" Leng Ran glanced at Ling Xiuli, who was unconscious on the bed, and asked calmly.
Bai Yawei's heart immediately became tense. He wanted to ask me what time I planned to go home with him, right? Can I answer forever? What should I do if I don't want to go back with him?
"You should have heard a saying that if you pass the first grade of junior high school, you can't pass the fifteenth grade." Leng Ran's eyes squinted with disdain at Bai Yawei, who was sitting by the bed and holding Ling Xiuli's hand. He understood her thoughts very well.
Bai Yawei bit her lower lip lightly, yes! If she doesn't go back today, she won't be able to escape when she gets the marriage certificate tomorrow and becomes his wife. What's more, with his character, if he is pressed,
I might use violence directly in the future!
"Then...is it okay at 10 o'clock?" Bai Yawei murmured in a low voice.
"Okay." Leng Ran replied simply. She was not particularly stupid and could recognize the reality clearly.
In the next few hours, Leng Ran lay flat on the sofa nearby and closed his eyes to relax. Bai Yawei held her mother's hand and whispered something to her as always, but she never said that she was about to get married.
Regarding Leng Ran, she still remembered what her mother said in her "suicide note", but her mother didn't understand everything. Under such circumstances, she was powerless and could only compromise.
I don't know what to do...
"Mom, you must wake up soon, okay?" Bai Yawei remembered the doctor's words. If her mother doesn't wake up within three or four days, she may never wake up, or she may become a vegetative state, and a vegetative state
...It is also very likely that he will not wake up again...
I thought about going to get my marriage certificate with Leng Ran tomorrow, and the wedding should be held in two days. I wonder if this can be considered a happy occasion?
Why is it that neither of the two marriages is truly happy? Why do we always marry with full of sorrow? How can we be happy in this?
Leng Ran changed from lying flat on the sofa to lying on his side, and the suit covering him slipped to the ground. Bai Yawei looked at it, hesitantly got up and walked to the sofa, bent down to pick up the suit, and then carefully and quietly picked up the suit.
She covered him up again, and when she turned to leave, her wrist was suddenly pulled, and she was pulled back with a huge force. She lost her balance and fell down, hitting Leng Ran in the arms of Leng Ran who was sitting up slightly.
"You..." Bai Yawei's face turned red, and she felt a little annoyed when she looked at her mother on the hospital bed. What did he want to do? In front of her seriously ill mother?!
"Don't move." A deep and rough voice came from behind the shoulder, and the warm breath surrounded Bai Yawei's ears. She obediently remained still, because she was afraid that her resistance would arouse Leng Ran.
His possessiveness led him to do some excessive things.
Her reason clearly told her that Leng Ran's embrace should be disgusting to her, but the strong masculine scent and inexplicable familiarity made her feel dizzy. Her reason and body's instinct were fighting, and she just kept sitting upright, no matter what.
You Lengran hugged his waist from behind, resting his chin on his shoulder, silent.
"Don't be so nervous, I just want to hug you." The muddy voice was full of tiredness, but it was also mixed with a hint of ambiguity. She felt his head tilted slightly to one side and the soft hair was pressed against hers.
On her face, a faint fragrance floated into her nose, making Bai Yawei feel more and more dazed, and her eyes couldn't help but want to close.
Leng Ran really just hugged Bai Yawei quietly like this, without any more extreme actions. During the short period of time he lay on the sofa, he thought a lot, about his mother, his own childhood, and not long ago.
The young love that just ended, I think of the present, I think of Bai Yawei, and then I think of the future...