Sealed Lips

The medicine gradually attacked and Shang Zhen's injected hand suddenly twitched!

First, the blue and purple blood vessels slowly emerged, and gradually, the dark red blood vessels also began to emerge, so terribly, just like a complicated and mysterious totem, intertwined, climbing up her arm...

The "climbing" process was visible to the naked eye, and Shang Zhen's upper body suddenly bounced! At that moment, a white light suddenly lit up in front of her eyes, like a slide show, a picture flashed in front of her constantly, the world was black and white, sometimes upside down, sometimes smooth.

Someone in the ear seemed to say quickly, "Oxygen! Quick oxygen!"

"Miss Shang, inhale! Breathe hard!"

Then there is the sound of instrument collision.

"Open a vein to the channel..."

"ECG……"

"Quick! Medication!"

Gradually, her pale skin seemed to be torn by red and blue blood vessels. Shang Zhen's eyes widened and looked at the lamp in front of her without focus. The picture in her mind flashed faster and faster, and her breathing became more and more rapid!

The tense voices of everyone in the ears were gradually banned by the piano sound. Just listening to the sound, you know that the person playing the piano is venting with a dazzling technique, venting some strong, dissatisfied irritability, but listening carefully, but you can hear a trace of childish uneasiness.

Shang Zhen was held by the grandmother and stood outside the window. At that time Feng Xingyan was seven years old and Shang Zhen was two years old. He was held in his hands, round and white and tender.

At that time, the Feng family had just undergone a major change, and Feng Xingyan's grandfather died, so grandma brought Shang Zhen to visit. When eating, the grandmother found that Xiao Feng Xingyan had a snack, and he shut himself up after the silent meal. Practice the piano in the room.

"Zhenzhen, your brother Yan is in a bad mood..."

Dressed up neatly, her grandma with a fragrance of books passed by accident. When she heard Feng Xingyan playing the piano, she stopped and sighed.

"Why are you in a bad mood?" Shang Zhen started to remember when she was very young. Her cleverness showed extraordinary when she opened her mouth. When she heard her grandmother saying this, she asked clearly although she was ignorant.

Grandma smiled, "Because your grandpa's grandpa died."

Shang Zhen looked at her with a wink, whispering, "What is death?"

The grandfather of Feng Xingyan seemed to know that that person particularly liked her and praised her every time she saw it.

Grandma saw Shang Zhen's simple look, but somehow she felt a little sad in her heart.

"I'll never see you again after death. One day, your grandparents will leave you, just like your brother's grandfather, and never come back."

Shang Zhen was a little flustered, grabbing Grandma's clothes, "Why not come back?"

"Because we can't stay with you for a lifetime...I'm perfect! I really hope I can see you grow up, if not, I hope someone can love you like us..."

The grandmother said the more grief came from thinking about the situation of the business. By now, we can already see what kind of life Shang Zhen would live if they died.

The little boy in her arms saw that her grandmother was sad, and her little hand patted her eyes. "It's not sad..."

She had a bad toothache before, so she remembered the word.

Grandma saw her like an adult, and couldn't help laughing...

"Good boy, grandma is not sad, sad is your brother Yan, he is your future husband, you coax him..."

Grandma joked and placed Shang Zhen on the window sill and knocked on the window.

Feng Xingyan was interrupted by someone, and he pressed the stress very violently! He is still young, but his momentum is exposed, it is not easy to mess with!

No one dared to disturb him when he was doing something, so when he opened the window, his face was full of excitement, but the excitement was instantly frozen when he saw a ball of white-faced **** Now, the little guy was wearing a pink skirt, with curled, soft, short and fluffy hair, licking his fingers and tilting his head to look at him, and his jade-like eyes were full of innocence. The sound that made him want to blame was inexplicably octave.

"What are you doing here?"

He knew that the little guy in front of him was his future wife. The grade was small, and he didn't feel much about his wife. He just thought that he meant to raise this little guy in the future.

Um... looks pretty cute.

Shang Zhen didn't know why he looked at him with a smirk. At this time, a gentle voice emerged from behind her.

"Young Master, I am a little bit old, can you help me take her? I'll go to the living room and ask the old man to come and pick her up, not long..."

Feng Xingyan thought he had heard it wrong, he was only seven years old, okay, with a baby girl? This grandma is really old and confused.

But the grandmother was a guest. Although he was impatient, he agreed, and nodded imposingly, and replied concisely, "Yes."

Grandma Shang Zhen snickered, "That's the trouble, young master."

With that said, she went away with such confidence, completely ignoring the fact that Feng Xingyan was only seven years old.

Seeing not crying in front of him, but just looking at the small bean curd, Feng Xingyan felt much more comfortable. He hated crying little farts most!

He took the man off the window sill and waited for Shang Zhen's grandfather to come and pick him up. Before anyone else came, he was afraid that this little guy would fall and had to hug her in his arms, but the soft and fragrant ball, hug it well ...

After Feng Xingyan was still a child, after the "play" of Shang Zhen, the kind of haunting heart that had lingered in her mind gradually disappeared. She was tender and warm, and it was really unforgettable.

And the little guy just laughed, and thought that when people were playing games with her and smelled the smell of Feng Xingyan, she suddenly said with a milky voice, "Brother, you smell so good..."

After talking, just like the little milk dog, the anti-guest was lying in his arms, sniffing left, sniffing right, and Feng Xingyan circled carefully so that she would not fall.

When Shang Zhen's tender and tender hands touched his face, Xiaofeng Xingyan finally couldn't help but blush, but said very seriously, "Well, sit down! Don't touch it!"

Shang Zhen didn't listen! She continued to touch for a while, and Feng Xingyan nervously began to sit tight, before she said with a smile.

"Grandma said you were not happy, why are you not happy?"

Feng Xingyan snorted, "I'm not unhappy!" But Shang Zhen raised a sad thing, he frowned, obviously it was like I was very unhappy.

Shang Zhen rolled his eyes, then buried his head, and the small meaty man digged under his lovely pink apron.

Xiaofeng Xingyan is a little curious. What is this little guy who knows nothing about?

Under his sneak peek, Shang Zhen finally took out a very tightly concealed sugar, powdered white toffee!