Facing the indifference persistence of Feng Yan, Li Wanqing had nothing to say, after looking at him deeply, he sighed and turned around.
Her steps were hesitant, but she was getting farther and farther from the wind step by step.
On the way home, Li Wanqing's mind suddenly flashed the words that Feng Yan said to Fujiwara. Orange and Orange would not take his own child to bet. That thing was an accident.
Children? Did they even have children? Just because some accidents were lost?
You need to know that a man like Fengye, who allows him to give him a child, isn't it equivalent to admitting the identity of that woman?
Moreover, he still cares about Xia Yu orange regardless of his grandmother's opposition.
Li Wanqing looked at the city night scene outside the window, and his mood was faintly uneasy and jealous.
Nympho
After the doctor and nurse left, the ward was quiet.
Feng Yan was sitting in front of the hospital bed and watched Fujiwara Sakura and said, "Grandma, take a good rest! I will always be with you here."
Fujiwara sighed slightly, staring at him with those old and turbid eyes: "Well, I want to go back to Kyoto."
"Okay! When the doctor said that you can leave the hospital, we will return to Kyoto."
"There, I haven't gone back for many years! I really want to see the cherry blossoms of the wind house ... 14 years ... I feel so long, but it seems to be very short ..." Fujiwara took a look at it, looking up at
The ceiling, whispered, "Well, don't be like your uncle, grandma's heart, you can't stand you insert it again-last knife."
Feng Yan was silent, and his uncle's early death made Fujiwara deeply hit. In fourteen years, she did not set foot on Kyoto's land for fourteen years.
Go back this time, it must be Ye Luo's roots, and he will never leave again.
People, death also want to die in the arms of their hometown.
"Grandma, sleep! Don't think about it." Feng Yan thought a little sad, but for his marriage, he kept a trace of bottom line, that is, he would never marry a woman other than Xia Yu Orange.
If there is no her, now for grandma, you can marry anyone. But, with her, just, with her ...
"I want to bring Li Wanqing ... Xia Yu Orange can't go to the wind house ..."
Wind frowned slightly and not to go to the wind house, did you mean not let Xia Yu Orange go to Kyoto?
He thought about it and said, "Li Wanqing can go, Orange Orange follows me ..."
"you……"
"Grandma don't be too excited, your body is tight. If you want to look at me and see if I will marry orange and orange, then you must live well."
Come to enlighten her.
Did Fujiwara not know the words of her grandson, she glared at him helplessly and said, "I'm alive, never want her to enter the door of the wind."
"Did Grandma send her your engagement jewelry?"
"Different." Fujiwaraki answered stubbornly, with a little childishness.
"You say it is not the same," Feng Yan nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, don't talk, sleep well!"
Fujiwara blinked, after all, he couldn't be tired, and closed his eyes to sleep.
Feng Yan has always been floating, sitting in a chair, opening his eyes until it is bright.
Nympho
In the morning, when he left the hospital, Fujiwara was still sleeping.
He ordered the driver to return to Hushan Villa. Originally, he could go to the office to take a bath, but he couldn't put Xia Yuman in his heart, so he would rather run around.
"Why are you back?" Xia Yu Orange, who had just washed out of the bathroom, saw him entering the house at a glance, and asked a little surprise, "What about grandma? How about it?"