Su Ping stopped questioning, and Xiao Yuan also began to bow his head and be silent.

The subway train roared, but the noisy sound still couldn't hide the cold tremor in Xiao Yuan's heart.

weishenme…… weishenme, you really think you're lying?

She shook her head slightly, no, she wasn't lying!

Although Mr. Cheng is the CEO of a large company, although he lives in a villa and wears luxurious clothes, he also eats, sleeps, gets sick, gets angry, and laughs, which is no different from ordinary people.

What's more, no matter how different he is, he really has nothing to do with himself!

Absolutely, absolutely!

It's just that I don't know if Brother Jing Tao believes it or not.

Thinking of Brother Jingtao, Xiaoyuan felt even colder.

Brother Jing Tao will believe in himself, right?

Xiaoyuan trusts him, but somehow, he still has no bottom in his heart.

****

Liang Jingtao sat by the flower bed in the station square, flipping through a book.

Every time he has a blockage in his heart, he can only solve it in this way.

The man who was pacing anxiously in front of the hospital turned out to be Xiang Xiaoyuan's landlord, which surprised him and Su Ping, or everyone was careless.

Because except for the time last year, when Xiaoyuan said that she had found a place to live, she almost never heard her mention such a landlord.

I have to admit that the landlord and many people in Xiang Xiaoyuan, to be precise, are completely different from thousands of ordinary people like himself or Su Ping.

Liang Jingtao couldn't tell what the difference was, but there was no doubt that Su Ping also felt it.

Everyone has felt this feeling.

This difference may come from his tall figure, from his haute couture shirts, or from his overly outstanding facial features.

The feeling of being indescribable and inexplicable is like a wall between them, although they can't be seen, but they are as clear as Jingwei.

His gaze was like that of a lion, watching the uninvited guests who had intruded into his territory.

Thinking of that feeling, Liang Jingtao shuddered a little.

I really can't understand how Xiang Xiaoyuan got involved with such a person, let alone how she coped with this character for such a long time.

But if it's Xiang Xiaoyuan who is facing this, then all this doesn't seem so strange again.

Thinking of Xiang Xiaoyuan, Liang Jingtao brought a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

That little guy is really an amazing girl.

I still remember the first time I picked up her luggage at the gate of the school, and called her name "Xiang Xiaoyuan!" in the bright afternoon sun.

She smiled to herself, her smile brighter than the sun that day.

The eyes are crooked, and the teeth are very white and straight.

Until now, Xiang Xiaoyuan couldn't figure it out, Liang Jingtao would know his name at that time, and he thought it was amazing.

It's like a person you've been liking for a long, long time, you always thought that you were just living in a corner of the crowd, but he was the first to see you across the crowd and find you accurately, that feeling can only be described as incredible.

Surprised, excited, and a little shy.

But how could Liang Jingtao not know about her?

The little king of mathematics, physics and chemistry who won the first place in the grade exam every year, the golden voice who stood in front of the choir and led the singing, and the little superman who ran 8,000 meters in the sports president, and she was the only one who ran the whole distance.

It's just that she's usually so low-key, so low-key that most people can't remember her name.

She only appeared at the time she was supposed to appear, and then disappeared into the crowd again.

So much so that every time there is a class reunion, everyone often can't remember her name.

But when describing the little girl with big eyes, white skin, a good voice, and full marks in science, everyone suddenly realized: "It turned out to be her!"

It doesn't matter who can't remember her name, Liang Jingtao can remember it.

Because she couldn't forget her shining eyes bent into crescents, she raised her head and shouted loudly: "Brother Jingtao!"

Liang Jingtao is not wood, after getting along for so many years, he will not be unaware of Xiao Yuan's thoughts, but Xiao Yuan, like himself, is a person who is not good at expressing this aspect of emotion.

Although she often has nothing to do to find herself, she is all "famous". And he took good care of her, and there was no difference in the feeling of Su Ping taking care of Zhao Jianling.

In fact, more importantly, it is really not qualified to talk about these things now.

Xiaoyuan is still too young, she is still young, she has no career as a foundation, and a certain amount of material security, so she is afraid that her development will be full of thorns and stumbles, which will make her suffer too many grievances.

But if there really is such a day, I will definitely protect her and pamper her.

Because in her heart, she has always been a little princess.

The little princess who was wearing a long white dress with a big red bow tied in a ponytail, walked to the microphone and stood on her toes, and sang in the most beautiful voice on Shijie: "Worm Fly, Worm Fly, who are you thinking about............"

****

Xiang Xiaoyuan and Su Ping sat side by side in the long-distance bus back to the suburbs, and Xiaoyuan turned his head to look at Su Ping:

"I've explained it clearly enough, right? If there's anything else you want to ask, hurry up and ask!"

Su Ping sighed, although the scene at that time was seen with his own eyes, but looking at Xiao Yuan's serious expression, he couldn't think about it in any way.

That faint uneasiness can only be buried in my heart again.

"Okay, believe you for the time being!" Su Ping said angrily.

Xiao Yuan pinched him again:

"What do you mean to believe me for the time being! I warn you, don't talk nonsense with Harahara and them when you go back, otherwise I'll be finished with you!"

Su Ping couldn't stand being pinched by her, so he had to shout: "Got it! I know!"

The two men were silent again, silent.

The car drove along the potholed roads, and many town-level roads were in disrepair, and the movement on them seemed to be riding on a tractor, and people were about to fall apart.

In fact, compared to the bumps in the body, the bumps in the heart seem to be more serious.

I just don't understand, Su Ping Weishenme has such a big opinion on Mr. Cheng. I know that he is worried about himself, but Mr. Cheng really has nothing to do with him?

Although sometimes he is indeed good to himself, in Xiaoyuan's opinion, this kind of goodness is just Cheng Hao taking out his too strong energy and taking care of himself a little bit. And this kind of care is just a welfare product obtained by my hard work on weekdays.

Finally walked through this washboard road, the car stabilized, Xiaoyuan looked at Su Ping again, and whispered:

"The sword spirit is isolated, in fact, you are more anxious than us, right?"

Su Ping did not answer.

Xiao Yuan sighed: "I really don't understand Brother Su Ping, what do you think? If you want to say that you care about Lingling more than anyone else, but you know her intentions, why don't you accept it?"

Could it be that Su Ping is playing a trick of wanting to catch and indulge? But this time is really unreasonable!

Su Ping still didn't speak, Xiaoyuan was a little anxious, and his voice became louder:

"Actually, when you were chasing Le, you were just making a show to the spirit spirit, right? We all know it, but the stupid guy of the sword spirit doesn't know!"

Su Ping's heart tightened, and then he turned his head: "It's impossible for me and her." ”

"Weishenme?" Xiao Yuan still couldn't understand Su Ping's attitude.

"I've always regarded Lingling as my own sister, and it's right to take care of her, I don't have any other thoughts. Su Ping said it categorically.

"Cut, sister again, can you think of a better excuse?" Xiaoyuan was disdainful, and suddenly she thought of something: "Is it because of that Su Xin?"

With a rich second generation in the middle, Su Ping will inevitably feel inferior.

Su Ping smiled: "Don't guess, save some brain cells!"

Xiao Yuan snorted, turned his head to the side, and ignored him.

The sunlight outside the car window shines through the shade of the trees, mottled and projected on the car, as if the car is dressed in a colorful dress.

It was like that summer, when he first saw the little girl with pigtails, a dress, an accordion that looked taller than her, and a popsicle in her mouth.

The shadow of the tree that day was sprinkled on her white dress, which looked like a layer of broken flowers.

Su Ping, a fifth-grader, and Zhao Jianling, a second-grader, looked at each other like this and were stunned for a moment.

"I said that girl, do you want me to send you?"

"Are you my new brother next door?"

"yes! Get in the car!"

"No, the teacher won't let you ride a bicycle!"

"Then you can't get up?"

"Hmm......" she hesitated for a moment, "Okay then......"

It's like an unintentional agreement, this year is several years.

Regardless of spring, summer, autumn or winter, the thin boy would prop up the car and shout at the entrance of the alley: "Let's go!"

No matter how much time has passed, in Su Ping's heart, Zhao Jianling is still the little girl in a floral dress, and taking care of her has become a kind of consciousness and responsibility.

Although the girl with pigtails has grown into a slim girl, he still can't think about it in his heart.

The little princess had grown up, but the knight still had to stick to his responsibilities.

For she will always be the beautiful princess, and he will guard her until he has completely escorted her into the hands of some prince......

****

Sending Zhao Jianling's mother away, the eldest family breathed a sigh of relief, although until Jianling came out of the hospital, she could not be regarded as safe and sound, but it was still much more reassuring than that state of uncertain life and death.

"Alright, you can tell the truth now!"

is willing to stab Xiaoyuan, fools know that she must have picked something to reassure Sword Spirit's mother.

Xiao Yuan scratched his head: "Actually, it's really like that, it's just that Lingling is very thin now." ”

Everyone frowned, waiting for the second half of her sentence.

Xiao Yuan sighed and pointed at Panpan: "It's almost like her." ”

Everyone took a deep breath of cold air, but fortunately her mother didn't see it with her own eyes......

***

PS: I especially want to talk about the chapter "My Princess", which I finished crying.

We will definitely meet two people in our lives, a prince and a knight, but we are still married to an ordinary person.

These are two different emotions, but they are equally unforgettable.

If you feel the same way, please don't hesitate to leave a message.

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