Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

Xia Ruoxin is dead. She is a brand new Lu Xiao painting. She doesn't know anything. It is Gao Yi's girlfriend Lu Xiao painting.

At night, it is surprisingly quiet, especially in the Lu family. There are almost no extra sounds. It is not like the usual downtown area. There will be various sounds and the noise of some cars coming and going. The Lu family They all live in a courtyard house in the mountains. This is the ancestral house that has been passed down for several generations. Each generation will be maintained once. When it comes to Lu Jinrong's generation, there is another major construction. So I live here Not only can you use the natural spring water in the mountains, but you can also smell the fresh air here. Even the vegetables you eat are grown by yourself. There is absolutely no agricultural pollution.

The Lu family loved it, and Lu Xiaohua liked it too. She fed Charlie some water and went back to her room to sleep.

After taking a shower, she stood in front of the mirror, her fingers on the mirror, as if stroking her face.

"You're really strange," she muttered to herself, wondering how she felt like this, but it was true, she felt strange, this face, this identity.

She sometimes wonders whether she is not a painting by Lu Xiao, but came through it, and changed a core, but in the end, she can only laugh at her whimsical, crossing those are in the book There is only one. In reality, she is Lu Xiaohua, but because she lost some memories, she is strange. She is strange to herself, let alone someone else.

She stepped out, lay down under the quilt, and lay down. When she was about to fall asleep, she sat up again, then got out of bed barefoot, opened the cabinet, and took out a doll from the cabinet. Hold in your arms.

"Why did I forget yours?" Her whole doll's clothes and hair, the doll was a little old, but she still loved it. At the beginning, she had no memory, everything she used to be blank Of course, there is only this doll, which accompanied her through the most difficult and helpless days. Until now, she started to get used to it, and it was also old.

"Some days, can I help you with the whole thing?" She poked the doll's face, then poked her own face again, "You said, will my face just come out?" And she said After that, I felt a smile first

Squeeze her face, what nonsense, and cosmetic surgery is impossible. The picture when she was a child is still there, and that face is her current face. If it changes, it ’s because she is long open and long. Big, but the facial features are not much changed.

In fact, she should thank her mother, Jian Qingying, for having such a beautiful child from small to large, and she also wanted to have a daughter in the future, and also raised her, from that time she was so beautiful, and from small to large.

However, she lay on the bed and rolled her doll's hair unconsciously with her fingers. She didn't know if she was really going to marry Gao Yi, but there seemed to be no one except him.

Perhaps for her, he is the best choice. The world is strange to her now, and only he is the familiar ones in the strange. She remembers and believes.

Then she held the doll in her arms. She slap her soft quilt and soon fell asleep. She was not too easy to dream. Even when she woke up, she didn't know what it was. Because she has no previous memory, her memory is equal to the moment she woke up, and this short year.

Soon, she was already asleep, and the doll in her arms had never been loosened, nor had she left her hand.

At this time, under the same night, there are still people who are not asleep. For example, sitting on the bed, shaking two little feet and drizzling, she put the doll in her arms down,

Then ran out barefoot.

The babysitter outside was asleep, and only the light in the study room was still on. She thought about it, and then bit her little finger in her mouth and ran into the kitchen. After a while, She came out again, moved a small stool, then carried the small stool into the refrigerator, opened the refrigerator, took out a bag of noodles from the refrigerator, she poured water into the pot, then opened the fire, etc. On fire, she would actually do many, many things, but Dad didn't know.

After hearing that the water was white gas, she threw all the noodles in and stepped on a small stool, not using a large spoon to stir.

With a click, she turned off the fire and poured the noodles out

"His ..." She bit her little hand, hurting.

But there are already a large bowl of noodles in the bowl on the table.

Bang, she knocked on the door.

Chu Li raised his head from a lot of work, and was always busy, but he didn't pay attention. It turned out that it was time, he took the Bluetooth ear hanging from his ear, and it turned out that he was even connected to the headset. They all forgot to take it, and he said why the ears are a bit comfortable. It turned out that the earphones took too long. He rubbed his ears, and almost all heard the buzzing sound from his ears.

He stood up and opened the door. There was no one in the parallel room. When he looked down again, he saw that Xiaoyudian was standing outside, and put a pair of small hands behind his back, and there was a bowl on the ground. Inside the bowl was A bowl of cooked noodles.

Chu Li squatted down, and he pulled her daughter's little hand over, and saw that her little hand was all hot, and his nose was sour, holding the little girl's body in his arms.

Xiaoyu point out his little hand and wiped his dad's face, thinking he was crying, but in fact, her dad was really crying, but his tears were in his heart, but not in his eyes.

Chu Li raised his face, and then held her daughter in one hand, then took her to the kitchen to see if the fire was off, and the faucet was off. Fortunately, the water and fire were off, but When he turned around, he was also scared of cold sweat. There are not always reports in the news that it was a child who was burned or the like, and how severe the injury was, and he could n’t imagine it. Burned, what should he do?

He put the bowl on the upper table. Although he moved his daughter to cook noodles, he was more afraid that his daughter would be injured.

"Small rain, please be good in the future, don't you go into the kitchen?" He put his hand on his daughter's face and gently stroked him. "You are still young. Now Dad is taking care of you. When Dad gets old and grows up It ’s gray hair, Xiaoyudian will come over to take care of Dad again?