At this moment, it was a weekend night in City A, and Wenxuan was coaxing Wen Tingyu to sleep.
Wen Tingyu was sleeping on the bed, and Wenxuan was sitting in a wheelchair beside the bed, reading a book.
This is how he explained to Wen Tingyu about Wen Xuan's wheelchair. "My father suffered a little injury and he had to sit in a wheelchair for a while before he could get up."
Wen Tingyu is very sensible and accepts it. From time to time, she will learn massage with the nanny.
At this moment, Wen Tingyu listened to the story and suddenly reached out and held Wen Xuan's hand: "Dad, my little mother has been away for so long, why didn't she write to me? She has hooked me up and gave me every day.
I wrote to me and called me, why didn’t she keep her word?"
Wenxuan smiled gently and reached out to stroke her face: "My little mother went to the United States and didn't know anyone. How pitiful. She has to adapt there for a while and meet a few friends before she can write to you with peace of mind.
Trust, right?"
Wen Tingyu tilted his head and thought for a while, and said very well: "Yes, just like when I first went to kindergarten, I always have to meet a few friends."
She thought for a while and said, "But, my little mother is as beautiful as me, there must be many boys who like to play with her. Will she be soaked away by other boys?"
Wenxuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled, reached out and flicked Wen Tingyu's forehead: "Didn't you say your father is the most handsome? She already has a father, why would she be soaked away by other boys
?”
Wen Tingyu nodded immediately with relief: "Yes, there is dad here! Yes! Dad is invincible in the world!"
Without the worries in her heart, she happily fell asleep with her bear toy.
Wenxuan turned his wheelchair and came out of Wen Tingyu's room. He felt a little heavy and sour and astringent.
He looked down at his legs, and suddenly a sense of extreme resentment arose in his heart. He couldn't help but reach out and hit his legs hard, and a burst of pain spread into his heart.
These legs can feel pain, so why can’t you stand up and walk?
It's been a month, and no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't stand up and walk successfully and get out of the wheelchair.
Could it be that he really has to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair in this life?
His heart suddenly felt cramped, and he felt so painful that he was so painful that he was so cold that he sucked in a cold air.
He thought of Wen Tingyu's words again, "Young mother will not be soaked away by other boys," and became anxious.
He began to get a distance from her. He was still struggling in a wheelchair, but she was facing a more colorful life. There will definitely be no shortage of excellent men around her, and will she be moved...
Wenxuan, who has always been conceited, has become confident and panic like never before. These are all caused by the blows caused to him by not being able to stand on his legs. But in fact, he far underestimated He Mengjie's firmness in love with him.
At this moment, He Mengjie, who was unaware of it, was busy writing a letter to Wenxuan. When he got up, the first thing he did was to write an email.
She wanted to share everything about her with him, her joy, anger, sorrow and happiness. This time she attached a photo with the letter, which was taken by Chen Yue for her when she attended the dance last night.
She wore an elegant long wool dress with a bright smile on her face, and hugged Linda. She said in the letter: "There are so many dances this week. I finally learned to dance. When I go back, I can dance with you!
"At this moment, it was a weekend night in City A, and Wenxuan was coaxing Wen Tingyu to sleep.
Wen Tingyu was sleeping on the bed, and Wenxuan was sitting in a wheelchair beside the bed, reading a book.
This is how he explained to Wen Tingyu about Wen Xuan's wheelchair. "My father suffered a little injury and he had to sit in a wheelchair for a while before he could get up."
Wen Tingyu is very sensible and accepts it. From time to time, she will learn massage with the nanny.
At this moment, Wen Tingyu listened to the story and suddenly reached out and held Wen Xuan's hand: "Dad, my little mother has been away for so long, why didn't she write to me? She has hooked me up and gave me every day.
I wrote to me and called me, why didn’t she keep her word?"
Wenxuan smiled gently and reached out to stroke her face: "My little mother went to the United States and didn't know anyone. How pitiful. She has to adapt there for a while and meet a few friends before she can write to you with peace of mind.
Trust, right?"
Wen Tingyu tilted his head and thought for a while, and said very well: "Yes, just like when I first went to kindergarten, I always have to meet a few friends."
She thought for a while and said, "But, my little mother is as beautiful as me, there must be many boys who like to play with her. Will she be soaked away by other boys?"
Wenxuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled, reached out and flicked Wen Tingyu's forehead: "Didn't you say your father is the most handsome? She already has a father, why would she be soaked away by other boys
?”
Wen Tingyu nodded immediately with relief: "Yes, there is dad here! Yes! Dad is invincible in the world!"
Without the worries in her heart, she happily fell asleep with her bear toy.
Wenxuan turned his wheelchair and came out of Wen Tingyu's room. He felt a little heavy and sour and astringent.
He looked down at his legs, and suddenly a sense of extreme resentment arose in his heart. He couldn't help but reach out and hit his legs hard, and a burst of pain spread into his heart.
These legs can feel pain, so why can’t you stand up and walk?
It's been a month, and no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't stand up and walk successfully and get out of the wheelchair.
Could it be that he really has to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair in this life?
His heart suddenly felt cramped, and he felt so painful that he was so painful that he was so cold that he sucked in a cold air.
He thought of Wen Tingyu's words again, "Young mother will not be soaked away by other boys," and became anxious.
He began to get a distance from her. He was still struggling in a wheelchair, but she was facing a more colorful life. There will definitely be no shortage of excellent men around her, and will she be moved...
Wenxuan, who has always been conceited, has become confident and panic like never before. These are all caused by the blows caused to him by not being able to stand on his legs. But in fact, he far underestimated He Mengjie's firmness in love with him.
At this moment, He Mengjie, who was unaware of it, was busy writing a letter to Wenxuan. When he got up, the first thing he did was to write an email.
She wanted to share everything about her with him, her joy, anger, sorrow and happiness. This time she attached a photo with the letter, which was taken by Chen Yue for her when she attended the dance last night.
She wore an elegant long wool dress with a bright smile on her face, and hugged Linda. She said in the letter: "There are so many dances this week. I finally learned to dance. When I go back, I can dance with you!