During this period, Leng Yiyan had been sitting beside Wen Cheng, he didn't dare to make too many movements, he could only gently hook Wen Cheng's fingertips and whisper interesting stories about their childhood.

From the beginning of his memory, the long time tunnel began to tell how he lived the five years of losing her.

His movements were cautious, his voice trembling from time to time, and he sat in front of the hospital bed, looking at the girl he had loved for many years, expecting her to open her eyes and give him a familiar reply.

But he was very scared, and the returning Wen Cheng might not create their own memories with him again.

Yan Shiqi, who was standing next to him, listened to Leng Yiyan's whispering softly, his eyes were dyed, and he couldn't bear to disturb him, so he turned around and pulled Qin Bainuan out of the ward.

At the moment when Wen Cheng didn't wake up, no one knew what choice she would make.

For Leng Yiyan, Wen Cheng is his childhood sweetheart.

For Lei Ruixiu, Wen Cheng is the future young grandmother of his Nanhai Lei family.

Such emotional entanglements are destined to have a dismal exit.

But in Yan Shiqi's heart, she will respect every decision made by Wen Cheng.

It was late at night, and the sky was overcast as if ink had been splashed.

None of them left, all waiting for Wen Cheng to wake up.

On this night, Lei Ruixiu opened two more advanced intensive care wards next to it for everyone to rest and wait.

……

The unquiet night stretched from Huiren Hospital to the Wen family in Dijing.

In the courtyard, after everyone left, it was close to nine o'clock, and Mr. Wen Chongli had been sitting in the back hall, and his originally burning eyes were also gloomy.

Wen Jingru and Zhuang Yin were kicked out of the Wen house, and Yan's father and Ms. Lian were arranged to settle in the west wing of the Wen family.

At this moment, Li Bo took a chessboard from the Bogu shelf on the table, returned to the square table at the top and set it up, and joked to Wen Chongli, "Come on, take advantage of your bad mood and let me kill you two games." ”

Wen Chongli spread his hands on the armrests, stared at Li Bo, and smiled faintly, "You old guy, it's all like this, don't forget to ridicule me." ”

"Old Wen. Li Bo took the chess pieces for a moment, and placed the chess pieces in the chessboard cross, "Each family has its own troubles, in fact, in my opinion, your Wen family looks orthodox in the lintel over the years, but in fact, there have been moths for a long time." ”

Wen Chongli turned around, picked up the frosted white child from the chess box, and glanced at him instantly, "What do you say?"

When Li Bo saw Wen Chongli's moves, he shook his head and smiled, his eyes were full of the sourness of life, "You guys, you pay too much attention to education and etiquette, after all, you have forgotten how to educate people." ”

The two words of educating people rang in Wen Chongli's ears, making his fingertips tremble, and the chess pieces also fell on the chessboard, making a crisp sound of ding dong.

Li Bo took his demeanor, saw that his eyes were a little cloudy, and sighed, "Your eldest family, you must have hurt the hearts of the orange girl and the inkstone Shiqi just now." After all these years, your Wen family has gone too far with the headache of knowing the kite.

Just because she was admitted to a higher education institution? Just because she won a few knowledge competitions? Or does the excellence of your heirs mean the prosperity of your family? Lao Wen, your bowl of water has never been leveled.

Five years ago, the orange girl had an accident, but she didn't appear until now, and the car accident back then was so bizarre. If she survives, she must have escaped death.

But look at your boss, the two of them are like this, and they are still protecting the kite girl, how chilling it is.

The orange girl is indeed not excellent in all aspects, but her own children, whether they are excellent or not cannot be too biased.

But ah, I've always been an outsider, and I didn't expect to see it tonight. Not to mention anything else, your Xiaohua is the one who understands this whole thing. ”

Mr. Wen Chongli was like a dead tree, his wrinkled fingers were still on the chessboard, but in his ears was the bitter advice of this old man who had known him for most of his life.

Perhaps, it is indeed time for him to come forward to clear the troubles in the Wen family......