Zigui's two hands clutched a corner tightly, and the joints were white.

Wrinkles on the cotton clothes: "So that's the case?"

"Hmm. Beichen nodded, all the discomfort in his heart could only be suppressed and suppressed at this time.

A relieved smile rose on her lips, but the tip of her nose was red, and her eyes were moist: "Mr. Beichen, I'm sorry ......"

"Well, we don't need to be sorry between us. He pinned her loose hair behind her ears: "Zigui, you are my wife." You are my wife on the Jiang family tree, life is yes, and death is also. ”

"Won't it change?" Zigui's gaze fell on his eyebrows, and he raised his hand to caress it: "Mr. Beichen, you look like this, how can I be worthy of you."

I, married, we are no longer possible, I am sick. ”

"I'm going to get sick too. Beichen carefully and gently smoothed the wrinkles at the corners of her clothes, and dropped a kiss on her forehead, with a faint smile on the corner of her lips: "If we are sick, we will see a doctor and take medicine, it will be fine." ”

She saw the caution in his eyes, saw his cherished eyes, hesitated, and nodded slightly.

I was worried that he didn't see it clearly: "Beichen, if we are sick, shall we see a doctor?"

"Good. ”

He agreed.

She smiled and drilled into his arms with peace of mind, experiencing the peace of mind that she had not seen for a long time.

His hand landed lightly on her head, but the wetness at the eyebrows and eyes stained his shirt inch by inch, and the dampness passed through his skin into his heart, and he couldn't breathe in pain.

When he raised his eyes, his gaze fell coldly on He Ziheng's face.

Worried about his son's return, he didn't speak.

However, Zigui has long been aware of He Ziheng's existence, but she is constantly letting herself ignore and ignore it, but it can't be avoided in the end.

Zigui hid in his arms, obviously feeling the anger from Beichen, and she knew that that anger came from He Ziheng's existence.

She struggled to control her breathing, making herself look calm and fearless.

Turning, his eyes were slightly fixed, his red lips were revealed, and his voice was faint: "Mr. He." ”

He Ziheng was stiff, his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were full of eyes: "Zigui, after so many years between us, you can only exchange it in your heart, Mr. He's three words?"

Three words, how can there be only three words.

Zigui took a deep breath, and his words were cold and distant: "Seven years, I will spend seven years to repay all Mr. He's favors?"

He Ziheng could not breathe, but he couldn't say anything when he opened his mouth.

Zigui opened his eyes: "I don't know whether to blame you or me for my mother's death." In my memory, you have always been more important than me in her eyes.

After I arrived in Moscow, I was tied up.

You cut off your finger to save me, and you were injured for me for half a year and couldn't get off.

I know you're making deals with the locals for me, though I don't know what you're getting in exchange. But I know that since that time, in the Moscow business community you are called the king of hell.

I feel guilty, I only give a lot for you...... I don't know how to repay you.

Mom saw you lying unconscious, she blamed herself, she complained about why I went to Moscow, she scolded me for hurting you, she angrily blamed.

At that moment, I felt that you were her biological son, and I ...... It's just an inconsequential person who will only drag you down. ”

"I've wronged you, I'm ...... I don't know. Ziheng's eyes were moist, and his brows were hurried: "Zigui, you can be happy in your memory." ”

Her eyes were full of injuries, and a touch of mockery crossed her lips: "I, I'm not feeling well, I need to change my clothes... I'm sorry..."

"Shall I help you?" Beichen never let go of Zigui, he held Zigui's hand, and felt that every word was a bloody wound when he said this.

His voice was almost murmuring.

"I can do it myself. Zigui was conscious, looking at Jiang Beichen with a smile in his eyes.

She felt uncomfortable in her heart, and when she thought of it once, it was like a sharp knife cutting her heart.

Zigui needs to take a break.

She took a cold shower to calm herself in the cold, trying to numb the cold so that it didn't hurt too much.

Coming out again, Zigui changed into an extremely comfortable cotton and linen home clothes, with a white base embroidered on it with those unknown small wild chrysanthemums, which was unusually bī) true.

It seems to be a touch of green in the dry winter, full of life.

In the shower, Jiang Beichen He Ziheng didn't say a word, and they were all air.

It's not that there is no anger, it's not that you don't want to relieve your anger.

and Xiao Tiantian nested in Ziheng's arms.

"Mom. Tian Tian looked at Zigui and ran to Zigui, hugged her, and looked up: "Will you forget Tian Tian again, if your mother is sick again, forget me." It doesn't matter, Tiantian will remember her mother and will hurt her mother. ”

Zigui smiled, squatted down and hugged her: "Mom's illness has been cured by Uncle Jiang, and I won't forget Tiantian anymore." ”

Xiao Tiantian showed a bright smile on her face: "Mom's illness is cured, don't you have to be separated from me and my father in the future."

Isn't it possible for us to eat together, sleep together, play games together, go to the park together, go shopping together, and eat delicious food together?

Can my mother drop me off at kindergarten or pick me up from school?

So that the kindergarten children will no longer bully me for being a child who doesn't have a mother."

Zigui was distressed, holding Tiantian's arms and tightening slightly.

He Ziheng on the side looked at Zigui with anticipation.

She didn't like this feeling very much, and her eyes showed irritability and impatience, but she tried her best to endure it.

It seems that everything is a reincarnation, Zigui saw it from Tiantian, himself when he was a child and Qiu Xinya when he was young.

At that time, I was cautious, for fear that Qiu Xinya would not be happy.

Now that I think about it, Qiu Xinya at that time must have been flustered and had no master, after all, there was no one on her side who could be trusted at that time.

And she still has her Mr. Beichen at this time.

Thinking in my heart, there was softness in my eyes.

"I'm sorry...... Tiantian," Zigui said, "I, I can't live with you. I'm not your ......"

"Zigui!" He Ziheng looked at her nervously and interrupted the words she blurted out: "Don't, she's still a child." ”

Zigui really wants to say that she is not a sweet mother.

But He Ziheng's worries are unnecessary.

From childhood to adulthood, in the sweet worldview, as long as the child returns, he said to her with a smile [I am not your mother, you recognize the wrong person, little friend. 】

Tiantian must know that her mother is sick and she doesn't recognize her anymore, and she doesn't recognize her father anymore.

Zigui ignored the pleading in He Ziheng's eyes, lowered his head, looked at Xiao Tiantian with crooked eyebrows and said, "I'm not your mother, you recognize the wrong person, little friend." ”

Sweet big eyes, long eyelashes, flickering like butterfly wings, flirtatious and uncomfortable.

Then Tian Tian sighed: "Poor Zigui Mother, don't worry, although you don't know me, but I know you, Tian Tian will always wait for Zigui to Mom, wait for you to recover, and wait for you to go home." ”

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