Jing Tao took another bite of mousse cake: "You also know our details, don't say I'm hypocritical, it's my wish to be with Mu Feng." But if I learned Mu Feng's identity at the beginning, I would definitely curb this relationship in time, although now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, I will no longer have any obstacles with him, but why do I feel a little unsteady in my heart?"

An Ming quipped: "Is this a premarital phobia? Mu Feng loves you so much now, you have children again, it is inevitable to get married, what's not practical?"

When asked this, Jing Tao didn't even want to eat dessert, and said: "I saw Mu Feng's father a few days ago, and I always felt that he looked at me as if he was looking at someone else, nostalgic and sad, I thought that if my mother didn't marry my father, would I be very happy with Uncle Mu?"

An Ming walked out from the counter and sat opposite Jing Tao: "There are many regrets in the past, and it seems that there are assumptions and remedies now, but they are all in the past, and we can't change them, so what matters now is what matters." ”

Jing Tao: "Well, I will be filial to him as I honor my father!"

On the seaside, the sun was shining, Li Ruijue was wearing a light green printed short shirt and beach pants, walking with Qiao Fei'er, who was wearing an orange suspender knee-length dress and a floral straw hat.

Qiao Fei'er: "How about I'm interesting, right?!Do you want to be a landlord, I don't want someone to want to hide away from me in the first place, the heart of a villain." ”

Li Ruijue: "Do you still remember what happened at the beginning? ”

Qiao Fei'er: "I'm not an old man and child, how can I forget when my memory is at its best?"

From time to time, laughing children run by, and couples holding hands walk by. The sound of the sea tide continues, and the snow-white waves go one after another, and the interest is high.

Li Ruijue looked at Qiao Fei'er's very vivid face: "I didn't let you do the friendship of the landlord, if you hadn't stopped me, I should have been in Provence at this time, enjoying the charming fragrance." ”

Qiao Fei'er had a flash of injury in her eyes, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, pretending to be angry: "Who stopped you? You explained it to me, who stopped you?"

Thinking of Qiao's father and Qiao's mother's enthusiasm to keep people, Li Ruijue had a headache. They only have Qiao Fei'er and a daughter, and they are in pain like jewels. Listening to her mother's words, she sent Qiao Fei'er all the way to the house, but who knew that it would be difficult to get out for a while.

Li Ruijue's mobile phone rang when he was about to explain, and he took it out to take a look - he only left Zhao Tianqing for three days and couldn't stand it, so how did he survive after he left for more than ten days before?

"Hey, what do you have to do across the ocean? Even if you have something, you have to wait until I go back!"

Zhao Tianqing: "No, I have to come back immediately, I'm going back to H City, Zhao's Group is a mess now, I have to take care of it." ”

Li Ruijue's face changed: "The Zhao Group has always been well taken care of by the aunt, what happened?"

Zhao Tianqing: "My mother had an accident, I'm afraid it's hard to come back!"

In the First Hospital of H City, Zhao Tianqing had a gloomy face, looking at Qiao Mei who was sleeping on the hospital bed, angry and hateful, useless, and burst in his heart.

An Ming ran in with a small gift box covered in sweat, and saw Qiao Mei lying on the bed with a pale face, her breathing was fragile, and her eyes couldn't help but burst into tears.

Since the watermelon peel incident, mother's love has disappeared, and she has forgotten it for a long time, but in Qiao Mei, she has experienced the warmth of mother's love and the sincerity of her friends.

It has only been a few days since the last meeting, and the elegant and calm person is lying on the hospital bed, and it is difficult to find the characteristics of life without the slight ups and downs of the heart.

The white shirt on Zhao Tianqing's body has been wrinkled, it should have not been changed and washed for a long time, his eye sockets are deep, and his chin is full of stubble, and he is haggard.

Zhao Tianqing hugged An Ming tightly, and his dull heart rippled: "I'm here, why don't you say anything, I'll pick you up!"