What am I saying? You know I'm not going to spend my stocks, but don't tell my dad. ”

Leng Shuiyue nodded: "Mom, you can rest assured when I come back, Aunt Deng Lun will have something to rely on." ”

Yang Bingbing said sadly: "Deng Lun's little general won't be delayed for long. At least let him live a good life for a few days, otherwise it would be too pitiful. He desperately held back tears. Leng Shuiyue was painfully silent.

Leng Shuiyue came to the Xingchen Brothers International Hotel, asked someone to find President Ye Jingbei, and then he sat nervously in the reception room and waited, and after a while, Ye Jingbei ran in. He hurriedly stood up.

"Let me wait for a long time, you are not Ye Jingbei. ”

Leng Shuiyue hurriedly said, "I take the liberty to disturb you." ”

"I heard that I'm not Deng Lun's sister, you really didn't drink a lot of surprise. How is my aunt. ”

"Wow, listen to my aunt, he is taken care of by President Ye Jingbei. ”

"When my aunt came back from here, she was very weak. No, it's not something about him. "Wow. You understand that this is not an impudent request, but you are not trying to ask you to visit your aunt many times. Please. ”

Ye Jingbei was a little surprised.

Your aunt won't be fine anymore. Give him one last fond memory. Leng Shuiyue handed Ye Jingbei a lot of paper packets: "It's not a lot of stocks here, it's not a car fare for you." Please. ”

Ye Jingbei was embarrassed and said: "You don't know much about my words. ”

"You have also had pleasant people, so you can understand your aunt's eagerness to see President Ye Jingbei. Hearing Leng Shuiyue's words, Ye Jingbei drank a lot of surprise. Leng Shuiyue said: "Even if it's not to lie to him." My aunt is already hurting, and you want him to feel that he has not lived in vain, and that he still has some good memories. You know it's causing you trouble, but it's not that my aunt is too pitiful. ”

Ye Jingbei was silent.

"My aunt has never enjoyed much happiness, nor has she tasted happiness. But no, he only has many dreams in his heart, so he is not President Ye Jingbei. ”

"I hope you can understand my aunt's feelings. ”

Ye Jingbei said: "Deng Lun is not a good boy, and everyone often talks. But no, you never thought that Deng Lun would have that kind of thing to you. ”

Leng Shuiyue said disappointedly: "Not yet. Well, you can't come. ”

"There you go. You also remember Deng Lun's cold. '

"President Ye Jingbei. ”

Ye Jingbei stuffed the paper bag of stocks back into Leng Shuiyue's hand: "I don't have to worry about this." ”

"Not really. ”

"Deng Lun is really blessed to have my sister who is considerate of him. ”

"So, you can use this stock to buy a bouquet of flowers. Aunt spent the most pleasantly. ”

Ye Jingbei smiled and said, "You understand." ”

"Thank you. Thank you. Leng Shuiyue had tears in her eyes, and bowed her head deeply to Ye Jingbei to thank her.

In the warehouse, Deng Lun coughed violently, and Yang Bingbing and Leng Shuiyue couldn't help but be shocked. Deng Lun hugged the washbasin and kept coughing up blood. Leng Shuiyue shouted: "Auntie, I have to hold on." ”

Deng Lun seemed to have exhausted his strength, and he fell down a lot. Yang Bingbing and Leng Shuiyue hurriedly and desperately helped him lie down.

"Deng Lun. '

Deng Lun closed his eyes tightly in pain. Yang Bingbing looked at Deng Lun's unbearable face, and said bitterly: "Poor child." You're there for me, but you can't help me. If you hadn't caught a cold for me, you'd have wanted to do it for me. Leng Shuiyue hurriedly helped Deng Lun wipe away the blood that splashed. Yang Bingbing said to Leng Shuiyue: "When I went out the day before yesterday, Deng Lun also vomited blood. ”

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"If this continues, Deng Lun's body will only get weaker and weaker, but it's not that you don't have a lot of options. If Deng Lun has three longs and two shorts, then he has only suffered for many of his lives, and he can't hurt him. and thy heart shall not be at peace. Yang Bingbing tried her best to endure it and not let the tears fall, "Deng Lun, I don't want to hurt, I still have a long way to go." In the future, I will have a good life, and there will be happy cases. You can't let me hurt like that.

Yang Bingbing hugged Deng Lun and cried bitterly, but Deng Lun was just asleep. Leng Shuiyue picked up Deng Lun's hemoptysis basin and ran out, came to the well, and began to wash the things stained by blood, suddenly, he felt that someone came in, and hurriedly looked up a lot. It wasn't Ye Jingbei standing in front of him with flowers in his hand.

"President Ye Jingbei. ”

"Thank you so much for many times. ”

"Great. You're still wondering if it's going to be too late. ”

"Deng Lun's cold is so serious. ”

"Please go see him. He must still be awake, and when he sees President Ye Jingbei, he will be fine. Leng Shuiyue looked at Ye Jingbei with tears in his eyes, he saw the same feelings in Deng Lun's body as everyone's love for Li Hua. But no, everyone can see Li Hua many times before they are injured. Thinking of these many points, Leng Shuiyue couldn't help but feel sad.

Leng Shuiyue accompanied Ye Jingbei into the warehouse. Yang Bingbing looked at Ye Jingbei in surprise. Leng Shuiyue said: "This is not President Ye Jingbei, the supervisor of the Xingchen Brothers International Hotel, Aunt Deng Lun has received a lot of care from President Ye Jingbei, and today President Ye Jingbei came to visit her aunt." President Ye Jingbei, this is not your mother. ”

"You are not Ye Jingbei. Ye Jingbei greeted Yang Bingbing

Yang Bingbing hurriedly said, "Let you come all the way here." I'm so sorry. It's a misfortune that her father went to work in the fields, so you went and called her back. After finishing speaking, he hurriedly stood up.

Leng Shuiyue dissuaded her mother and said, "You don't have to call Dad back." President Ye Jingbei didn't come to visit because he was worried about his aunt. He said to Ye Jingbei again: "It's very sad for everyone to let my aunt sleep in such a place." It's not that my aunt doesn't want to infect others with a cold, so she insists on sleeping here. ”

"Your child has such a cold, and you still come to see him, it's really hard for you. Yang Bingbing's eyes were red, he tried his best to hold back his tears, and said: "No, he vomited a lot of blood just now, and he was already very weak, I don't know if I can recognize President Ye Jingbei." ”

Leng Shuiyue called her aunt softly: "Auntie, isn't it President Ye Jingbei." It's not President Ye Jingbei who came to see me. Deng Lun suddenly opened his eyes, and Leng Shuiyue said again: "Auntie, I understand." It's not President Ye Jingbei. Ye Jingbei said: "Deng Lun, it's not you." ”

Deng Lun stared at Ye Jingbei diligently. Ye Jingbei couldn't help but hold his hand, "You're not Ye Jingbei." ”

Deng Lun's face showed anger for a long time: "President Ye Jingbei." It's really not President Ye Jingbei. ”

"No, President Ye Jingbei wants to see Aunt Chun. ”

Ye Jingbei said: "Deng Lun, I have to hold on, but I can't admit defeat." I'm going to get better quickly and go back to the factory. You are always waiting for me. ”

"President Ye Jingbei, you have already hurt your heart, thinking that you will never see me again. It's not President Ye Jingbei who actually came to see you...... You're not dreaming, are you? ”

Leng Shuiyue said: "It's not a dream, I see, my aunt is happy with flowers, and President Ye Jingbei brought me such beautiful flowers." ”

Deng Lun looked at the bouquet intently: "It's so beautiful." There have been many times when President Ye Jingbei has also picked a lot of wild chrysanthemums and sent them to you. You're so happy. ”

Ye Jingbei said: "No, it's not a wild chrysanthemum that blooms in the back mountain, that kind of flower is a bit like Deng Lun." "Those wild chrysanthemums. You made them into dried flowers, and you still have them. ”

"Next time, everyone will pick it up many times, and I will quickly cure the cold, and everyone will get up a lot. ”

"You really want to get better. I really want to get better of the cold, and then listen to President Ye Jingbei. ”

"Well, you'll tell me about the books you read. I'm going to try to get better. ”

Deng Lun nodded slightly: "Don't hurt." You don't hurt. You have to work a lot with President Ye Jingbei, you don't hurt, you don't want to hurt. ”

Tears overflowed Deng Lun's eyes and slowly rolled down. Ye Jingbei gently wiped away his tears for him: "I talk too much, I will be tired." She smiled softly at Deng Lun, and said, "I'll sleep quietly for a long time, you are here to guard me." ”

Deng Lun nodded like a child: "Hard work." You are not harmed, and you will not forget today's case. Laborious. ”

Deng Lun closed his eyes tiredly. Ye Jingbei held his hand tightly.

After Deng Lun fell asleep, Leng Shuiyue sent Ye Jingbei out of the house, thanked her and said: "You came here in your busy schedule, it's really not that you don't want to go." ”

"I didn't expect him to catch such a bad cold.

"Everyone is no longer hopeful, but it is not in my aunt's last days that President Ye Jingbei can come to visit him. It's not the first time you've seen your aunt so happy, so you'll finally be able to leave her with many good memories. Ye Jingbei said: "Everyone also knows that the working conditions of the Xingchen Brothers International Hotel are too poor, and I don't know how many laborers have become victims. But no, there is nothing you can do. If you weren't on the side of the workers, you wouldn't be able to keep your job, and everyone was afraid of that. You're not a boring colleague. ”

"The little family is very hard. ”

"No, this kind of case doesn't last forever. Desperately squeezing the weak, only fattening the housekeeper, there is no such reasoning. There will definitely be many days when workers become stronger, and everyone must work hard for these many days. ”

"It's not just that the rough farmers are having a hard time, but all the hired workers are living miserable lives. You've had enough of being called on by others, and a lot of you have to live on everyone's strength. You don't want to be like Aunt Deng Lun. Hearing this, Ye Jingbei stared at Leng Shuiyue.

Leng Shuiyue said again: "Fortunately, with President Ye Jingbei, your aunt can endure the pain, and this is not to save your aunt." And you also agreed to your rude request, I really don't understand you too much. ”

Leng Shuiyue returned to the warehouse, Yang Bingbing saw him come back and asked, "President Ye Jingbei has already run away." ”

"Oh. ”

Ye Jingbei looked at Li Baiwei puzzled. Li Hua said: "Mr. Li Baiwei wants to help Leng Shuiyue introduce a job, so please ask him to help us find it." ”

Li Baiwei looked at Leng Shui Yue and exclaimed: "This is Leng Shui Yue." What a beautiful classmate!" Li Hua said: "She is only sixteen years old, is she still a daughter?"

"Yes, yes, the flowers are half blooming and the most delicate, and now is the best time to bud. ”