Since Ling Beibei filed for divorce in public, he has been living in the Ling family with peace of mind. Playing with the little sisters all day long, and occasionally going to learn a flower arrangement, she looks like a bright girl, and she doesn't look worried at all. It's Ling's mother, who worries every day that she can't eat well and sleep well. A girl's family, still so young, will not sound good with the name of divorce. The circle in the city is so big, and the turmoil between the two families has spread all over the city, and there are various versions, if she didn't know what was going on, she probably would have to believe in those versions a little.

People are terrifying, there are too many people waiting to see Ling Beibei's jokes, As a mother, of course, she has to do everything she can to protect her daughter.

Just when Ling's mother didn't know how to talk to Ling Beibei, Ling Beibei slowly came in from the door with a courier, humming an unknown tune in her mouth, which was in stark contrast to Ling's mother's sad face.

Mother Ling sighed softly in her heart and beckoned to her daughter: "Beibei, you put things down first, mother has a few words to tell you." ”

In fact, what Ling Beibei is most afraid of these days is getting along with her parents, she knows that her parents are worried about her and want to enlighten her, but the more this is the case, the more she wants to dodge. She is a filial child, as long as her parents sigh in front of her, she can't help but persuade herself to return to Zhou Yanqi's side. So she tried her best to make the most of her time and pretend to be happy as much as possible. Even if she often cries wet pillows in the middle of the night, no matter how painful it is, she just wants to curl up alone and lick her wounds.

"Mom, I'm a little busy right now, let's talk about something later. Ling Beibei's hand holding the courier was a little sore, and she raised her leg to block it, and the scattered hair blocked half of her face, just covering her evasive gaze.

She knew what her mother was going to tell her. Now that it is related to her, she needs her mother to talk to her so formally, who else can there be besides Zhou Yanqi?

Ling's mother could probably guess Ling Beibei's thoughts, she Yingying stepped forward, took the courier in her daughter's hand and put it aside, and couldn't help but drag her hand and sit down on the sofa, her eyes were full of worry: "Beibei, for so many days, Yanqi hasn't contacted you?"

After so many days, Ling Beibei thought that she shouldn't feel anything anymore when she heard Zhou Yanqi's name, but she didn't expect it to sting fiercely, the corners of her eyes trembled slightly, trying to pretend that she was fine, and her tone was relaxed: "No, I have divorced him, why are you still contacting me?"

Ling's mother simply had no way to deal with her little daughter, she was actually not sure if it was the right decision not to let her daughter divorce, she wanted her daughter to be happy more than those entangled interest disputes. She touched Ling Beibei's long hair lovingly, and reasoned with her like when she was a child: "Beibei, after all, you are a husband and wife, and there is no need to be so ruthless in some things." Besides, you haven't gone through the formalities yet, and some things may turn around. ”

Ling Beibei just wanted to refute, but listened to her mother slowly add the second half of the sentence: "I heard that Yanqi is sick and hospitalized, and it is quite serious, out of politeness, you should also go and visit." ”

That was probably the fastest time Ling Beibei drove.

Her hands were shaking as she drove. Hasn't that person always claimed to be an invincible Wolverine? Why did he go to the intensive care unit all of a sudden in just a few days? Shouldn't he be his dominant president and reunite with his predecessor?

How could things be like this?

Until she got out of the car, Ling Beibei's legs were still weak, she stumbled to the inpatient department, the running she usually hated the most, but now she couldn't run faster, faster. The long hair was thrown behind her head like a piece of silk, throwing a beautiful arc in the air, she ran in a hurry, and when she saw someone in front of her, she didn't have time to avoid it, so she could only hit it head-on.

It's a firm chest with a hint of tobacco.

Ling Beibei rubbed her sore forehead and wanted to apologize, but before she could open her mouth, she heard the other party's magnetic voice explode above her head: "Beibei, if you hate me again, you won't hit me with your head." ”

She really wanted to hit her headlong now.

It's a coincidence or not, but it's just a matter of saying it here.

"Hehe, I didn't mean to. I'm sorry. She smiled awkwardly, and wanted to leave after speaking, but as soon as she lifted one leg, she was dragged, her left and right legs were knotted, and she almost hit the person next to her again. She glared at the culprit with some annoyance.

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Zhou Yanqi is hospitalized, I, I want to go and see him. ”

The hand that was gripping her arm suddenly let go.

"I'll take you there. ”

"No, I know which ward. ”

She is not stupid, if she and the master in front of her appear in front of Zhou Yanqi at the same time at this time, I am afraid that he will have to pass out again.

"Zhou Yanqi's ward is now flooded, are you sure you can go in?"

"Well, well. I'm sorry for you. ”

The two walked into the elevator one after the other, Ling Beibei specially kept a distance from him in order to avoid suspicion, and stood relatively at a distance, looking at the changing numbers on the display screen, she thought silently in her heart, faster, faster.

"Ding"

The elevator stopped steadily on the top floor, not lying to her, there were many people who came to visit Zhou Yanqi, and there was a special person standing at the door of the ward to protect her. Seeing her appear, automatically get out of the way. The hospital was secluded, and she could clearly hear the fingers behind her. She straightened her back and pretended not to hear anything, she only wanted to see Zhou Yanqi now, and she just wanted to know if he was okay.

Zhou Yanqi's grandfather saw her first, sighed slightly, opened the door and let her in: "It's hard for you to still come to see him, he just woke up, you go talk to him." ”

As soon as she saw her grandfather, Ling Beibei couldn't help but sour her nose, it was she who lived up to the old man's expectations, she whimpered in her throat: "Grandpa、、、"

Grandpa knew her difficulties, touched her head, and comforted her: "Grandpa knows everything." You are a good boy, it's all because Yanqi doesn't have this fate. Go ahead, grandpa is going back to rest. ”

Ling Beibei nodded, watched her grandfather leave, wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, and walked in as if she was fine.

He wore a white hospital gown, several sizes larger, with a loose neckline that exposed delicate collarbones. Seeing him lying there lifeless, Ling Beibei's heart seemed to be empty, and she stood at the end of the bed, not daring to approach.

"What are you doing here?" Seeing that Ling Beibei was standing in silence like that, he finally couldn't help it and asked him first.

When did this awkward stinky child still be ruthless and not talk to him! Looking at her bulging little face, I wished I could pinch it in my hand and pinch it hard.

"I'm coming to see you," "Dead or not." Out of politeness, the last three words came to his mouth and swallowed them back.

Zhou Yanqi's heart hurt, his face twisted in the direction of the window, and he said angrily: "Now that you see it, you can go." ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Yanqi regretted it a little, how could that dead child be so stupid, how could he hear the meaning of his words.

Sure enough, Ling Beibei blinked with a pair of big eyes and responded very innocently: "Okay." ”

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Come on, is there any doctor who can give that angry dead child a needle and make her sleep next to her and not move for a day!

Zhou Yanqi suddenly sat up from the bed, his movements were too big, and the pajamas, which were a few sizes larger, slipped off his shoulders, revealing a small piece of his chest. He patted the bed and ordered: "Ling Beibei, come and sit down, I think you need to take a closer look at me." ”