After a burst of vomiting, Iman's face turned pale, and he looked at himself on the bathroom mirror, and his eyebrows were still the same as before. But I don't think it's any different.

Delusion, it must be an illusion.

As soon as I went out, I heard the familiar voice, "Where's Manman?" ”

When he heard this, Iman felt that his eyes were tidal, as if he hadn't heard Cheng Xian say this for thousands of years.

It's clearly an afternoon, but it feels like a century has passed.

It's just that sometimes it's so amazing to feel like a human being.

Cheng Xian saw Iman come out of the bathroom with a pale face, and immediately asked, "What's wrong?" He reached for Raiman's hand, but found that his palms were wet and cold, as if they were sweat.

"No, nothing." Iman replied, "Didn't you say you'd be back later today?" ”

Cheng Xian pulled her into his arms, "Fool, I don't worry about you being at home by yourself, no, I'm coming back early to accompany you?" ”

Cheng Xian rarely said such warm words, and now that he said so, Iman was embarrassed to blame him.

Sister Lin brought the meal early, and several people sat down to eat together, and Iman felt very warm. My heart is warm.

Strange, when Cheng Xian was away, she always felt that something was missing.

After eating, Seong-hyun was reading the newspaper, and Iman was watching TV with him. Iman doesn't like to play with computers, and always feels that the computer screen is too small and too eye-catching.

Not to mention the mobile phone, the screen is smaller, and she doesn't even bother to look at it.

When I was turning, I jumped to the financial channel, and it seemed to be Chengxian's face. Iman instantly sat up straight from Chengxian's shoulders, his two big eyes staring straight at the screen.

It's really Cheng Xian, but he can't understand what Cheng Xian is saying, it seems that money makes money or something.

suddenly remembered the casual chat at the farmhouse that day, and I didn't want Cheng Xian to take it so seriously.

The city display on TV gives people a very majestic feeling, but in Iman's feeling, the people in all TV shows are the same, such as news broadcasts, such as weather forecasts. They represent a kind of authority in themselves.

Looking closely, Cheng Xian wore a black suit, a white shirt, and an occasional smile, as if it was the warm sunlight after the cold winter, which made people feel warm in their hearts.

I have to say that Mr. Cheng is still quite handsome.

Cheng Xian was also aware of Iman's changes, and when he saw Iman staring intently at the TV screen, he was very satisfied, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with an imperceptible smile.

In the blink of an eye, Cheng Xian went from satisfaction to disdain, because he saw Iman secretly swallowing saliva again. This dead girl is so unproductive, she can't help but swallow saliva when she sees a good-looking one.

"How's it going, your man is quite photogenic, right?" Cheng Xian's face was proud.

Iman couldn't stop nodding, not only photogenic, but simply photogenic.

I couldn't help but sigh in my mouth, "If only the person standing next to you was me." ”

To be honest, Cheng Xian realized that it was a woman who visited him. In fact, Iman didn't need to mind that it was a woman, because in Mr. Cheng's eyes, except for money and Iman, everyone else was the same in his heart, and there was no difference at all.

Cheng Xianquan thought that Iman was jealous, so he patted Iman on the shoulder as if comforting, "Good, I have nothing to do with her......"

This time it was Iman's turn to laugh, it turned out that Mr. Cheng thought of her so stingy. As for her bothering with a hostess.

"No," Iman explained, "I just think you're too good, and it would be nice if one day I'd be good enough to stand by your side." ”

Iman paused a little as he said this, "Because then there will be no more gossip, and I don't want them to say that I am not worthy of you." ”

Cheng Xian remembered what happened today, and he still felt guilty in his heart. As Iman mentioned a long time ago, he said it was gossip. But he didn't pay any attention to it. I even think it's good for someone to gossip a few words, at least to make Iman understand that her man is excellent.

Now it seems that it was because he didn't protect Iman well that caused her to suffer today's thing. Cheng Xian suddenly felt a little sad in his heart.

Since meeting Iman, Mr. Cheng has also become sentimental.

"Manman, you don't have to take those words to heart, that's what I like about you, stupid."

Iman gently threw himself into Cheng Xian's arms, "However, I also hope that I am excellent, my father thinks I am not angry, Sister Jingyan thinks I am not angry, I am afraid that if I don't work hard to become excellent, one day you will also think that I will not be angry." ”

"Chengxian, don't say that you will never dislike me, I'm afraid that I will dislike myself."

Cheng Xian didn't know what to say, the air seemed to freeze at this moment, and the surroundings became silent, only the sound of the TV could be heard.

It was Chengxian's own voice, but after being amplified, it was a little unfamiliar.

"There is no secret to success, as long as you have strong enough belief and stick to your ambition for ten years, one day we will get everything we want. The so-called failure is probably that your abilities are not worthy of your dreams, and you are still daydreaming. ”

These words sounded like words on paper in the empty living room, and they didn't give Iman the slightest strength, nor did they give the city the strength to show it. Cheng Xian can talk about success when he meets people, but the real success for him is strong enough to protect the woman around him.