Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

With that said, he left his mouth down, and from an early age, he didn't like the Fujian idiot, but he opened it when he was a child. All I can say is that the development of that Min Guosheng was too slow.

When we were 5 years old, we also wetting the bed, and when we were 7 years old, we pulled them into our pants. When we were 10 years old, we couldn't even talk together, but when we remembered that they were calculated by such a fool, to be honest, he I really feel like I want to vomit.

He gave Chu Li the cut apple, and Chu Li took it over. A big apple now has only one apple heart and can bite a few.

Du Jingtang lifted his shoulder apologetically, I was able to do just that.

Chu Lu took a bite of the apple, and her black eyes seemed to be gloomy and could not see to the end.

"Jingtang."

"Well," Du Jingtang agreed.

"Help me find someone."

"Who?"

Chu Li took another bite of apple, but there was no taste in it.

"If heart."

"Sister Ruoxin?" Du Jingtang said for a moment, yes, why is he all in the room? Xia Ruoxin, where is Xia Ruoxin?

Difficult, he remembered the depression of Chu law, and it was for Xia Ruoxin's achievement.

"What happened to sister Ruoxin?" He asked carefully, wouldn't she be missing again?

"It's gone," Chu Li closed her eyes and pulled the quilt onto herself. She disappeared, and didn't know how much it contained. Perhaps he could only know it.

That despair, he had experienced it, this was the second time, but no matter that time, that kind of loss is painful, it is life-dead.

"Again ..." Du Jingtang quickly covered his mouth, and it was better not to ask.

"Relax," he changed his tone, not mentioning things that shouldn't be asked, and didn't ask things that shouldn't be asked. He tapped his chest again, "I'll help find Ruoxin sister."

And Chu Li didn't talk anymore, it was asleep.

Du Jingtang walked out lightly, and saw Song Wan coming when he came out, and he also took Chu Xiang, and he really wanted to say to this aunt, come if you want, can you bring Chu Xiang? , Knowing clearly, cousin is the last person to like to see Chu Xiang, when he saw Chu Xiang, is not just a knife to his chest? When I saw Chu Xiang, I didn't think of light rain.

However, she did not dare to say.

Song Wan opened the door and saw that Chu Li was asleep. She walked over and put her own soup on the table, and how did she feel that their Chu family had a bad time? Everyone has to go to the hospital, not Chu Xiang, Chu Lu,

"Grandma, what happened to Dad?" Chu Xiang carefully pulled Song Wan's clothes and asked.

"Dad is sick, Xiangxiang is good, go and stay with Daddy."

And she thought, just right, this is the opportunity for their father and daughter to get along well, so they brought Chu Xiang here. Now this child, Xiang Xiang, is not Chu Lu's daughter, her only granddaughter, and her sons will be It's up to this daughter to take care of it.

Chu Xiang ran to Chu Li, and his small hand held Chu Lu's big hand.

"Dad," she shouted.

Chu Lu seems to be holding her daughter's small hand, and he seems to have heard her daughter calling his father, and he has forgotten how long he hasn't seen his daughter and hasn't hugged her.

Inevitably, he clenched the small hand in his palm.

With such a small hand, with such a small child, when will she grow up? Yes, when will she be able to grow up?

"Dad," Chu Xiang shouted again. Dad finally shook her little hand.

"Small rain ..." Chu Lu opened her eyes and called her daughter's name, and the smile on Chu Xiang's face stiffened. At this time, Chu Li was awake, and when he saw it, he released his fingers.

Then he closed his eyes and seemed to think less.

"Dad ..." Chu Xiang's eyes were red. Why, why did Dad like her so much, but why did Dad only like that little sister, that little sister was lost, she won't come back, she will never Will not return.

"Alü," Song Wan awakened at the sight of Chu Lu, and quickly brought the soup she had cooked.

"This is the soup that Mom made for you. You drank it, all right?"

"Mom, I'm not hungry, let's put it there first," Chu Lu opened his eyes, the calm black eyes were like a dry well, seemingly uninteresting.

"That mom is here. You want to drink before you drink."

Song Wan wiped her tears again. Until now, she did n’t dare to imagine how his son was then. He really seemed to be dead. He was healthy from childhood to Dachu, and rarely came to the hospital. For the first time, she saw her son so weak and so pale. Fortunately, he was okay.

She wiped her tears, and then reached out and rubbed Chuxiang's head, "Xiangxiang, will you stay here with your father obediently, grandma, will you go out for a while?"

"Okay," Chu Xiang nodded and agreed, and he found a small stool and sat up.

Song Wan went out and went straight to that place in the bathroom.

She turned on the faucet, and not only poured cold water on her face, but also wanted to calm herself down. At this time, the side faucet was also turned on, and a light and delicate hand stretched out, her fingers were like a dance show, water drops Broken at her fingertips, a diamond ring with a large dove egg was drawn between her left fingers.

This hand is beautiful, just don't know how the fingers are.

Song Wan once again poured some cold water on her face. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw the familiar face in the mirror.

Her heart jumped, and her hairs were upright.

"It's you!"

"Well, it's me." The hand was still under the faucet, and bounced the drops of water gently. "I thought it's been so long, my aunt forgot me?"

"Xia Ruoxin, what do you want?"

Song Wan was just fed up with this kind of torture. Since this woman came back, she hasn't fallen asleep for a few days. She knows that she will continue this way, either crazy or dying.

"What do I think? Auntie doesn't know?" Xia Ruoxin took a piece of tissue from his bag and carefully wiped his fingers.

Song Wan froze, and some fear rose in her eyes.

"What on earth do you want?" She almost screamed and asked again.

And the smirk on Ruoxin's face finally disappeared

"Auntie, didn't I tell you? If you hurt my daughter, I'll hurt your son." The voice was very light and very soft, but Song Wan who listened was terrified.

"Auntie, tell me, are you distressed, are you sad, are you in pain?"

This remark was like a curse, which made Song Wan's whole spine cold.