Chapter 389: Late Night Meditation

Lin Qingyu roughly understood the meaning of Xiao Hongyi, she could use ancient disguise techniques and modern high technology to completely change a person's appearance, voice and other forms. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Lin Qingyu can't accept this fact now, but also has to accept it, because there is such a ready-made example as "Secretary Jiang" in front of him.

Well, it can only be said that there are many strange things in this world, and many things that people have not experienced and cannot understand will also exist.

Thinking like this, Lin Qingyu said to Xiao Hongyi: "I have one last question, Hongyan turned into Secretary Jiang and went to the company, so where did the real Secretary Jiang go?" ”

"She's supposed to be taking the money my second sister gave her right now, shopping spree in Italy, and waiting for the news that we let her return." Little Red said, "Beautiful sister, let's go to my house now, give me an hour or two, and turn you into what you want!" ”

When Hongyi said "my family", Tang Zhan on the side glanced at her with resentful eyes.

It was obviously his own home, but now he has become a red-clothed and red-faced, and he still lives in a hotel, and the new house has not been renovated yet......

"How is tomorrow? I'll go straight over tomorrow as soon as I get off work, and now I'm going to rush home to see how my mom is, although my aunt at home called and said it was okay, but I still couldn't rest assured. Lin Qingyu said.

"Well, okay, then my second sister and I will wait for you at home tomorrow." Little Red said.

"I'm going to see my godmother, too." Tang Zhan said.

When I got home, Mother Lin had already fallen asleep.

Aunt Zhang told Lin Qingyu and Tang Zhan about the doctor's diagnosis in detail, and the two of them also carefully read the diagnosis records.

There were only slight abrasions on the body, but because of this fright, Mother Lin's disease of the meridian system recidived, and from Aunt Zhang's account, Mother Lin seemed to have returned to her teens or even younger.

Seeing Tang Zhan away, Aunt Zhang also went home from work.

Lin Qingyu walked to her mother's room alone, sat on the edge of the bed, and muttered: "I'm sorry, Mom, I was very frightened when something happened to you, it was my daughter who failed to protect you, and I will never allow such a thing to happen again." Tomorrow, if that happens, I should be able to send you abroad for medical treatment. Although we are going to be separated for a while, this is the best option I can do right now, both to keep you safe and to get the best possible treatment. You must get better as soon as possible, I only have you in this world. ”

Speaking of "relatives", a man's figure flashed in front of Lin Qingyu, a handsome and unparalleled man, as dazzling as the brightest star.

A bitter taste rose in Lin Qingyu's heart. I still think of him when I mention the word "relative", and I am still nostalgic for the sweetness and warmth that I once had, and I still miss the love and warmth he gave.

I'm afraid that the man won't think about it for a long time, he only sees himself as a gadget that can be imprisoned by his side, and he is still very interested in it.

Although he still felt so warm to himself, although he still looked at him with such a nostalgic gaze, although, facing him, Lin Qingyu still had an illusion that he was a unique treasure in that man's heart, no different from five years ago.

However, when Gu Junzhi picked up Jian Bing, who had fainted to the ground, and walked away from her expressionlessly, Lin Qingyu knew that the so-called nostalgia and so-called cherishing were just her own illusions, or her own wishful thinking.