The days with a lover by your side always pass surprisingly fast, and every heavy rain is an experience in life. Fortunately, there is always someone who holds up an umbrella at the most opportune time and holds the hand of the person next to him to reach the warm other shore together.

Lu Xifei is rarely relaxed, Qiao Yixia will be by her side every night, and the two of them do not have any fixed topics, sometimes they will share each other's state of mind during the time of separation, the posture and expression of the other party in each of their dreams, love is inexhaustible, and longing is even more profound Chinese characters can not be described. Only when you feel the warmth of each other's arms again can you feel that all the qiē is worth it. The bitterness is gradually diluted by the joy of getting together and turns into sweetness.

The day before they were discharged from the hospital, they were lying on the same bed, and under the quilt were two people holding hands tightly. Lu Xifei held a towel in his other hand and helped Qiao Yixia wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"Cangcang, help me."

Lucy turned to the side, took her into his arms, and rubbed her long smooth hair, "Trust me. ”

She has always taken her things to heart, the last time she went to Changhua, she suddenly became hysterical, the six relatives did not recognize, Lu Xifei was curious about the "psychological shadow" produced by Qiao Yixia when she was young, although the two of them loved each other, but just like the truth that the water is full, the moon is full and the moon is lost, no matter how intimate the two people are, they also need each other's private space, except for the first nightmare, Qiao Yixia never mentioned the past when she was young, and Lu Xifei did not mention the PSYJO thing to Qiao Yixia, they have always respected each other, It wasn't until Lu Xifei realized that the old thing was invading Qiao Yixia's life bit by bit, that she couldn't ignore it anymore.

What is the truth of that incident, and what did Qiao Yixia and Qiao Yihui experience that year?

The next day, in addition to Meng Liuchen and Lan Xuewu, Shang Lu and Bai Ying also came, and the young couple was becoming more and more husband and wife, wearing a couple's outfit, and they were very foreign. In the years when Qiao Yixia worked in the police station, the biggest gain was not how many cases she solved and how many times she was advanced, but how many friends she made. I heard that Shang Lu was promoted recently, Qiao Yixia was very happy for him, and Bai Ying didn't need to say it, with a happy smile on his face.

Qiao Yixia teased Bai Ying that she was not as frizzy as before, she was a lot more down-to-earth, and she had become gentle, so Bai Ying blushed and told her that she was two months pregnant. Sure enough, there is nothing more exciting in this world than being a mother. A woman who exudes the brilliance of motherhood is more beautiful than any beautiful woman who is piled up with makeup.

Returning to the happy little home of the two people again, there is a long-lost sense of stability in my heart. Qiao Yixia was tired these days, but Lu Xifei still put her to sleep first as usual, and then went back to the study by herself to start working. Charles has sent her an email, Helan Qiubai rejected Lu Xifei's equity gift, and now that part of the equity is temporarily kept by Charles, Charles said that as long as Lu Xifei is willing, these shares still belong to Lu Xifei, and she will always be the majority shareholder of Shijing.

The other was a scanned copy of a testimonial, and the email showed that it had been read, and in fact, it had been received and read by Luci before yesterday evening. Looking at the above appraisal results, Lu Xifei couldn't help but clench his fists again, and his eyebrows were deeply locked.

The next day, Qiao Yixia returned to Qiao's house according to her father's expectations and went to have a reunion dinner together. And Lu Xifei went to the orphanage on the outskirts of the city alone.

"It's Miss Lu, right?"

Luci looked at the amiable-looking woman and nodded.

"Miss Lu, please come in." The two of them sat down, and the old lady continued, "Miss Lu, it's a pity, I think you should also know that Dean Lin had passed away the year before last. ”

"I know that Dean Lin retired ten years ago, but as your successor, you should know a little bit about what happened back then."

Zheng Xia nodded: "Our orphanage takes in some abandoned babies whose parents died early, or who have no father or mother, and every child who is adopted by a kind couple will have a very detailed record. Therefore, it is certain that Miss Qiao Yixia was indeed adopted by the Qiao family and his wife when she was two years old. Then he handed her a copy of the information, "You can take a look at the text for details." It wasn't until I came later that Dean Lin often mentioned her to me, saying that she was the best one in life with so many children in the orphanage, and that her adoptive father and adoptive mother regarded her as their own, and she was talented and intelligent, and lived a very happy life. Mr. Qiao would mail us a growth report every year until she was 18 years old. ”

"So did she have anything unusual before she was adopted? I mean, what's different from a normal baby? ”

Zheng Xia frowned slightly and said, "I haven't heard this from Dean Lin, but I think there shouldn't be." These children are regularly checked-up and any abnormalities are recorded. ”

Luci stood up, thanked him, and wanted to leave.

Zheng Xia said to her before she left: "Miss Lu, after all, we only raised her until she was two years old, and I think it would be better for you to ask her adoptive father and adoptive mother about the details of her growth." ”

Walking out of the orphanage, two little girls with pigtails were playing with sandbags, and accidentally threw them on Luci's legs. The girl smiled sweetly, but she was not afraid of life, she hugged her waist with both hands, put her little face on her thighs, and softly said thank you sister, sister is so beautiful. She didn't think that the dirt they were playing with had soiled her clean clothes, but reached out and touched their little heads.

If she hadn't known in advance that they were children from the orphanage, Lucy might have thought that they were little princesses held in the palm of her parents' hands. But too many things in the world cannot be explained by psychological knowledge, everyone does not necessarily grow up according to the life trajectory of others, and those children who are born unfairly are still living strong and optimistic.

She took out her mobile phone and dialed a number: "Hey, Officer Peng?" I'm Lucy ......"

Her slender and long back gradually blurred in the stretched time, disappearing into the laughter of children.

On the other side, Qiao's father and Qiao's mother never mentioned Lu Xifei's affairs, the table was full of relatives, including Lan Xuewu, Qiao Yihai didn't like to be too lively when he was at home, and preferred a simple meal for a family of three. This time, he called relatives who have little contact on weekdays, which shows that Qiao Yihai attaches great importance to his daughter.

Lu Xifei had already told her to live at home today and accompany her parents, but she didn't expect her to rush back.

"Capricious." Luci closed the computer screen, got up and walked over to her, jokingly.

Qiao Yixia was not angry, took the insulated lunch box in his hand to the kitchen, and brought a bowl of hot porridge when he came out, which was full of aroma.

The aunt at home said that her daughter's stomach was not good before, so she helped her boil this porridge every day, but within a month, her daughter not only recovered, but also had a better appetite than before. I've been watching her while she's boiling it today, and I've almost learned it, and I'll boil it for you to drink in the future. Qiao Yixia scooped the soup in the bowl with a small spoon, blew it gently to make it not so hot, and then handed it to Lu Xihua's mouth.

"It's delicious."

Qiao Yixia laughed: "Well, I grew up eating my aunt's cooking, because my mother is not good at cooking, so my father generally doesn't let her cook." She was also happy. But she still tosses it around once in a while, and every time her chef nature is stimulated, it hurts our father and daughter. It's not delicious, it's just that you have to change your way to praise her and make her happy. ”

"Your parents are very good to you, you should take the initiative to share some of the burden for them, especially your father, he is not young anymore, you, as his only daughter, should let him take care of his life earlier."

"You mean, I should go back to the company?"

Luci nodded.

"What about you?" Qiao Yixia asked, Lu Xifei is no longer a member of the Meng family, what should she do if she loses her job.

"Me?" Lu Xifei smiled lightly, "I still have some savings, although they can't compare with your family's assets, but it's not a problem to support myself." Moreover, as the youngest and most beautiful gifted female professor, I need to worry not that there is no job, but that the people who want to hire me will be crushed. ”

"So, do you want to continue teaching?" Seeing that Lu Xifei didn't speak, Qiao Yixia continued to ask, "Back to the United States?" ”

"Or else?"

Qiao Yixia lowered her head: "That's right, you are originally from the United States, and there is nothing wrong with wanting to go back now." Qiao Yixia raised her head, smiled slightly, picked up the bowl on the table, and prepared to go to the kitchen to clean it.

"Why have you followed me for so long, and you still haven't grown?" Lucy hugged her from behind, "Who said I came from the United States and I was going back to the United States?" I am Chinese, and staying in China is the only way to go. Moreover, in the world, not only in the United States, there are schools, professors, like ordinary teachers, bear the responsibility of preaching and teaching and solving doubts, and where there are people who are thirsty for knowledge, there are people who impart knowledge. What's more, what I like more than the identity of a professor is Mrs. Joe. ”