Dressing his daughter and blowing her hair, Leng Mingxian has done it a few times, and his movements are skillful, and it will be done quickly, look at Chaoyangtai, Wu Yue is talking softly with the phone, thinking about not disturbing her first.

"Daddy, tell a story." Linda habitually picked up her exclusive little blanket, which had been with her since birth, brought back to Ningjiang from the United States, and now brought to France.

Leng Mingxian was a little envious of the little blanket that was hugged tightly by his daughter, showed a bright smile, nodded, and agreed very happily, "What story does Linda want to hear?" Sitting down on the edge of the bed, he touched her hair again with his hand, afraid that he hadn't dried it, so he touched it and smiled with satisfaction, it was completely dry, and his technique was still good.

"The Tale of Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs." Linda's eyes widened and she looked at him expectantly, "Does Dad know the story of Snow White?" ”

"Yes, Daddy knows." Leng Mingxian worked hard to please his daughter, bought children's recipes to study what to cook, bought fairy tales and watched them first, and waited for his daughter to ask for a better time to sharpen her knives and go into battle, so as not to be in a hurry.

Linda heard her father tell the story of Snow White, and to her surprise, she couldn't help but clap her hands happily, "I like Snow White, she's beautiful." ”

"Linda the player is even more beautiful than Snow White." When a father definitely looks at his daughter is the most beautiful, scratching her pretty nose, and said with a doting smile, "Princess Linda lie down obediently, Dad wants to tell the story of Snow White." ”

Wu Yue gave Linda a good sleeping habit, whether she wanted to sleep or not, there were no special circumstances, she usually went to bed around eight o'clock, hugged her little blanket, listened to the story, and slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Leng Mingxian never thought that his storytelling would also have the effect of hypnosis, and Snow White was only halfway through the story, and Linda had already fallen asleep with her eyes closed.

Is this falling asleep?

Linda's own father still doesn't believe it, how can he say that he fell asleep when he fell asleep?

The warm palm was gently pressed against his daughter's face, and the tenderness in his eyes was like water, which was a proof of the continuation of his life, smiling at him, coquettishly to him, he wanted to bring all the best things in the world to her, for her, he could do anything.

Dimming the brightness of the bedside lamp, he got up to find Wu Yue, walked to the balcony glass sliding door, heard her crying softly, kept nodding, and said "Uh-huh", so he stopped and temporarily gave her some time to accept the fact that Sister He was still in the intensive care ward.

After a long time, Wu Yue finally put down the phone, covered her face and suppressed her emotions, crying silently.

Leng Mingxian sighed softly, walked over, squatted down, hugged the person sitting on the chair gently, his warm lips fell on her hair, and comforted him in a dumb voice, "Okay, don't blame yourself, even if you are in Ningjiang, what happens is what happens, and you can't change anything." ”

Wu Yue completely relaxed his body in his bent arms, covered his face over his chest, and cried as much as he could.

If she is still in Ningjiang, it really won't change anything, but at least she can be by Sister He's side, unlike now, far away from thousands of mountains and rivers, and she can only hear her weak voice on the phone.

For her, who lost her mother since she was a child, outsiders can't understand her mood at this time.