"Hey, you're back?" Bai Lian saw the old gentleman in the hospital again, and he looked a little haggard, "Mr. Wen, are you okay?" ”

"It's okay," Bai Lian helped him sit on the stone bench under the tree, "Miss Mo's voice is very special, is she learning to broadcast and host?" ”

"No, I studied modeling. For more up-to-date chapters, visit: ШЩЩ.(7)(9)XS.сОМ. Bai Lian saw the gentle old gentleman's face freeze as he wished, and laughed, "People who know me think that I should eat with my face, and I think it's right, so I chose the modeling class." ”

"However, Mr. Wen still let you say half right, I am eating voice rice now, and I am the anchor of the nostalgic column for my job, ten o'clock every night." Her 'glamorous' and dazzling pretty face is full of energy, and she doesn't forget to advertise for herself.

"I've heard it, it's very good, it turned out to be you, no wonder it feels familiar." Mr. Wen affirmed.

"yes, I knew I could." Bai Lian also praised himself without being low-key.

"What do you say, she's a model?" A loud shout suddenly broke out in the corner of the TV station's whisper', realizing that she was too 'excited', she lowered her voice, "But, I think she is 'quite professional'." ”

"Who knows? You should also be careful, don't talk 'nonsense', you didn't see the expression of the Tianwentai, how gentle the smile was. A slightly more senior reminded.

An Xinluo, who was silent, picked up the document on the table with a calm face and strode out.

"Brother Yu, do you think I'm stupid?" Against the balcony railing, the slight breeze blew her black hair, and the melancholy of 'desire' was permeated all over her body.

"Xiaoluo, who made you unhappy, tell Brother Yu." Wen Yu's eyebrows and eyes relaxed, just like his physical state at the moment, he was massaged just right, and he was no longer tired before.

"Brother Yu, I'm fine." Wen Yu said the most words to her, namely, Brother Yu is not afraid, tell Brother Yu, Brother Yu will help you solve it, An Xinluo bit down. Lips', it's her fault, if she fell in love with Brother Yu, who has loved her since she was a child, now, she must be as happy as a little princess, but she fell in love with a cold prince, from being cared for to can't help but chase the footsteps of another person, she is not qualified to complain more, Brother Yu because she resigned as the director, went on vacation abroad, and then finally came out of her divorce, she can't be 'selfish' to disturb.

"Xiao Luo......" Wen Yu could only hear the beep of hanging up the phone.

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"Mr. Wen, shall I push you to go outside?" In the past month, Bai Lian has been in the hospital every day, taking care of patients who are so sick that they may die at any time, and of course, she did send a few away.

Mr. Wen looked at her very strangely, Bai Lian turned a blind eye, she has been like this all the time, the patient is gone, she will ponder, but she will not cry, the patient is comfortable, she will smile lightly, but she will not be excited.

Perhaps, she thinks she has some low senses.

"I don't want to go out." Mr. Wen's hair is half white, in just one month, he has changed from a few silver strands to a full head of white hair, from faint wrinkles, to old age, and his face is gradually getting rid of the handsome appearance of the past.

Bai Lian pushed his wheelchair and rushed to the elevator as fast as he could, Mr. Wen was gentle and always couldn't resist her.

"Since hosting the nostalgia, many people have asked me, is it also a person with a story? My answer is'

There is'. Bai Lian threw away the script prepared for her in the stage, "I have been missing all my life, missing my mother's love, missing my father's love, missing the person I love most in my life... My parents' memories became blank after I was six years old, and since then, I have only him in my life. and his story, just a one-man show for me......"

Bai Lian's voice was low and faint, lingering with thousands of strands of helplessness, "Please listen to this song "Your Back" first," the director's pause gesture lasted for a long time, and she finally left her seat slowly.

"What are you doing, Mo Bailian, you should miss the karaoke room of your home, it is a place for you to vent your feelings, all our scripts have been criticized by Wentai and Wentai, if the listening rate drops tomorrow, you can explain it yourself, I don't care......" The director scolded him, Bai Lian is a very casual 'sex' host, sometimes he will 'insert' his own language, sometimes he will hum a few words when he is interested, she endured it, after all, people have a backstage, but, like now, it is the first time to completely put aside the script.

"If you're uncomfortable, Ann happens to be in the stage, let her substitute for you." The director slowed down her voice, she received instructions from Wentai, if there was a situation, she would replace An Xinluo, she understood what she meant, she missed the good response after the broadcast, and the listening rate was almost stable.

To her surprise, Bai Lian, who has always done his own thing, did not refute, just turned back to the studio with a blank face, and after the song ended, according to the usual state, hosted until the end.

Bai Lian left the radio station at a pace comparable to the speed of light, and hailed a taxi and went straight to the hospital.

The VIP aisle was quiet, and the nurse on duty saw her, but she didn't stop her in doubt.

The drooping old man on the sick 'bed' was extremely uneasy in his sleep, Bai Lian sighed secretly, how could she see him frowning from these layers of wrinkles?

"Wen Yu, Wen Yu ......" Bai Lian meditated, she knew that he was Wen Yu, not Mr. Wen, she came for him, this face, how familiar she used to be, so familiar that a few strokes can portray him vividly, Wen Yu is old, what about him? Between them, maybe in a few years, they will also face old age.

The face carved into the bone marrow passed away, Bai Lian's white hands timidly touched his skin, thin, flabby, this peerless gentle man, he couldn't bear this cruel reality.

Tears slid down like beads, Wen Yu only saw that the 'waves' were not happy, she was not sad or sad, but she didn't know that the tears of the original owner's life were flowing for him, only for him, even if she controlled this body, her instinctive reaction still made her unable to resist.

"Little Lady ......"

Look, how pitiful, Mo Bailian loves him to the bone, he loves An Xinluo like his life, Mo Bailian, Mo Bailian, never forget, and even when he is dying, he is thinking about his happiness, Bai Lian asked the system, if it is Mo Bailian, what will he do when he meets the current Wen Yu, the system said, if it is the original owner Mo Bailian, he will still silently guard him and fulfill his last wish for him.

It's really a humble idea and approach, the system sneers, is it like you, who is against your one everywhere, and wants to 'force' people to become enemies before they stop?

She was silent for an instant, every system task, she was able to complete it with 'color', because she always stayed outside, in the most rational and reasonable way, in fact, she really faced her beloved, she herself could not compare to any of the original bodies.

"I know how to do it." Although Mo Bailian and Wen Yu grew up together, they have almost no 'intersection', they are not the legendary male 'female' relationship that broke up, so there is no other way than to be silent.