Is she your own daughter?

Ling Yanbing also listened carefully to this, although she was in the room upstairs, the words they talked about downstairs still reached her ears like the wind.

Ling Yanbing didn't know anything about her life experience, she only knew that she was abandoned to the orphanage, and she didn't know who her biological parents were, she just didn't understand what kind of mistake she had made, and she was ruthlessly abandoned in the orphanage by her family!

She caressed the red and swollen half of her face in the mirror, although she was slapped by Ling Jinfeng for no reason, she would be a little aggrieved, but her father's words made her heart warm, maybe this family is not useless, at least her father still loves her very much.

She heard what he said just now, and it turned out that he would not agree to Tianshao marrying her, because she and Liu Jingqing had a marriage contract early on, and there should always be a first-come-first-come-first-served saying.

"Thank you, Dad." The thought of going back to school tomorrow and the possibility of meeting her favorite person, Liu Jingqing, made her feel very happy, and she couldn't sleep happily.

But while being happy, she was still a little worried in her heart, she looked at the puffiness on this little face in the mirror, and couldn't help but sigh secretly, this Ling Jinfeng was really ruthless, and the sudden slap almost knocked her jaw crooked.

In order not to let Liu Jingqing see the puffiness on her face and worry, she still had to use the method she used before, in order to make the redness and swelling on her face disappear as much as possible.

took out the old swelling medicine, dipped it gently with a cotton swab, and then gently rubbed it over and over again on the red and swollen parts of her face, the medicine would hurt a little when applied to her face, but in order to have the best face tomorrow to see Liu Jingqing, she still endured it.

After wiping it for a long time, the pain on her face was slightly reduced, looking at herself in the mirror, Ling Yanbing pursed the corners of her mouth and smiled, "It's okay, as long as I apply a little more powder tomorrow, I will definitely be able to cover it, and I will definitely not let Jingqing find out." ”

Looking up at the hanging bell on the wall, it turned out that it was already more than nine o'clock unconsciously, and it was time to rest, Ling Yanbing changed the clothes on her body, put on her pajamas and came to the bed to lie down.

Because it was summer, the pajamas were all short-sleeved, and when she saw the familiar butterfly scar on her shoulder, she smiled slightly, "Jingqing, good night, Brother Ruoshui, you are also good night." ”

Saying good night while sleeping is basically something she has to do every day, and when she says good night, she always says good night to two people, one is Liu Jingqing, and the other is her Ruoshui brother.

Before she met Liu Jingqing, she would say good night to Brother Ruoshui every night, and after meeting Liu Jingqing, she would first say good night to him every night, and then say good night to Brother Ruoshui, who didn't know if there was a chance to see each other again.

Although she said good night, Ling Yanbing still didn't close her eyes, she just turned off the light.

The room was suddenly dark, she frowned slightly, and a little melancholy came to her heart, "Brother Ruoshui, where are you?" Do we have a chance to say goodbye? ”

"Actually, Yan'er misses you very much in my heart, and soon I will be engaged to Jingqing, how good would it be if you could come at that time?" Perhaps this can only be a dream that will never come true.

"If I get engaged to Jingqing, then I may not be able to say goodnight to you at night in the future, at that time I can only pretend to be alone in my heart, I really want to meet you, even if it is in a dream." With a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, Ling Yanbing closed her eyes slightly, and finally gradually fell asleep.

Will you really dream of Brother Ruoshui in your dreams? I can only ask Zhou Gong.