Finally, the photos came. When he saw them, he laughed angrily: a collection of five photos of Sister Feng, and a photo album of Sister Furong at the back.
"Miss, are you just deceiving me like this?"
"Then why don't you send me photos?"
He smiled bitterly: I'm going to send it to you. Will you continue chatting with me? He might have blocked me immediately. He also felt greedy in his heart for some reason: he really wanted to know her and know her truest form.
to understand some of her true inner thoughts - when she is around him, she never talks so much, is always silent and docile, and never exposes her heart to anyone -
Just like he was shocked just now: she was actually afraid that he would hunt her down all over the world and throw acid on her for just a few dollars.
How terrible that in her mind, she was no different from those street gangsters.
For the first time, he felt a sense of sadness—either for her or for himself.
There was a knock on the door and he put down his phone: "Please come in."
Liu Daqing came in and sat down opposite him. He looked carefully and sighed: "Ms. Daqing, you have gray hair."
She disagreed: "It has been there for a long time, you just noticed it."
He was shocked: "I always thought you were young!"
She laughed and said, "If you can still joke, it proves that you are in a good mood."
In fact, cancer can be prevented and cured. One-third of the cancer patients who died were scared to death, one-third died because of over-medication and the patients could not tolerate it, and the remaining one-third died because the treatment was ineffective.
In other words, as long as you are determined, have an optimistic personality, and have adequate medical support, the possibility of curing cancer is very high. But it is easier said than done - how many people can be truly optimistic and cheerful even if they know they have cancer?
Liu Daqing noticed the smile on his son's face - he was really smiling, not pretending to smile, nor was he just smiling. The whole person seemed full of life.
She wondered to herself, what made him so happy?
Could it be that while he was ill, could he come up with any new tricks?
"Did Zhou Ting come to see you later?"
"I came here and sent the wedding photos. However, I destroyed them all..." he explained, "I don't think it is necessary to keep such things."
Liu Daqing was a little surprised. The speed was too fast. Could it be that he destroyed it immediately as soon as Zhou Ting left?
"But the Zhou family still wants to arrange the wedding, and make it as lively as possible. Donglin, what do you mean?"
He didn't answer but asked: "Is Lao Zhou really in danger?"
"I am far away from home and am not that well-informed. However, judging from Zhou Ting's reaction, Lao Zhou must be very anxious. Otherwise, Zhou Ting would not be able to agree to such an obviously unreasonable request from the family."
"What do you mean, Ms. Daqing?"
"Dong Lin, you are an adult! You make your own decisions."
Wang Donglin laughed loudly, "Ms. Daqing, it turns out that you have always been a Tai Chi master. You actually kicked the ball to your son."
She blinked, "Do you want me to tell the truth?"
"No, no, no, no, I love to hear lies."
Beautiful lies are often better than harsh truths.
At this moment, the mobile phone rang, Liu Daqing made a gesture, and Wang Donglin immediately understood that this was a call from the Zhou family.
"Hello, Lao Zhou...I have something to do outside..."
It is indeed Lao Zhou!
Liu Daqing walked to the window while talking. Wang Donglin thought to himself, it seems that Lao Zhou has spoken in person, and he is really anxious. He is not even afraid of cancer anymore and insists on being his son-in-law.
