Chapter 151: past events
Chapter 151 The past is like the wind
"But..." What else did Leng Xueer want to say? It was interrupted by her.
"Don't worry, Dad will come to accompany you as soon as he is free. Now he really has something waiting for him to deal with."
Bai Huixin said these words, and Leng Sinian was quite comforted in his ears. Fortunately, his wife is not like other families. The shrew is unreasonable and only knows how to spend money.
Because of Bai Huixin's knowledge and understanding, they have been loving and respecting each other for so many years. This is how husband and wife get along.
In the eyes of outsiders, they have a male lead on the outside, a female lead on the inside, and a crystallization of love, which is a typical model family.
Leng Xueer heard her mother say so, so she stopped pestering her. "Dad, take care of yourself and come back early. I'll wait for you at home."
"Oh, I see."
This kind of happiness from family is something that others cannot experience, and it is also the only place that makes him feel nostalgic.
In his heart, although there is still a trace of his ex-wife, but that must have become a past tense.
Besides, she was no longer alive, so she was no longer a threat to him. Although, there is still a trace of regret in my heart!
Back then, when he saw her, he was astonished. She was the most beautiful and gentle girl he had ever seen in this world, but for some reason, after the two of them were so in love that they got the certificate, she didn't let him touch her anymore.
This became a knot in his heart, and he couldn't help but wonder if he couldn't do it? Or hers?
The past is like the wind, and this problem has been brought into the loess by her, and it has become an unsolvable problem in the world.
In a daze, Leng Sinian lay on the sofa and slowly fell asleep.
In his dream, he received a call from his mother who was critically ill. He rushed from the county seat to the mountain overnight. When he passed a temple to stay overnight in the evening, he found that in the corner of the dilapidated temple lay a woman in a silver robe. She is as graceful as an immortal, like a woman who has fallen into the mortal world by mistake.
At this time, she was unconscious, and two clusters of blush appeared on her creamy-skinned face, which made her tight lips even more blush.
Leng Sinian bravely went over, tried to call out twice, but there was no response, so he reached out and touched her forehead, which was as hot as a scald. It turned out that the girl was suffering from a high fever.
Outside this barren mountain, there was no medicine, no quilt, and no fire tools, which made Leng Sinian at a loss for a while.
Looking at her trembling body, Leng Sinian couldn't bear it, so he had no choice but to lean over and hug her so that he could pass on a little heat to her.
As the saying goes, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Before this concept, he can only temporarily put aside the idea of incompatibility between men and women.
As the temperature of the person in her arms rose, it made it difficult for her to breathe, and her chest rose and fell constantly, rubbing against his chest all the time, which once made him flustered, who had never been in contact with a woman, and challenged his strength. Self-control.
At this time, the person in his arms had already fallen into a kind of cranky, dreamy high fever phenomenon, which made him hug her a little tighter, so as to transfer more heat to her.
But he didn't expect that such a slight movement would provoke a reaction from the person in his arms. She stretched out her jade hand and put it on his waist.
Unconsciously, Leng Sinian, who had already had a physical reaction, added fuel to the fire, his throat felt dry and he swallowed.
"Hmm... 溓 (year)..." Leng Sinian was startled by the woman's dream talk.
Her, she was calling him? Know his name?
(end of this chapter)