There are some shrubs around, built in a neat appearance, it looks pleasant.

Everything here is exquisite and original.

It can be seen that the designers must not be ordinary people.

Otherwise, it will not create this atmosphere and exquisite flavor, which will be praised by people.

Although Chang Cong has never been in touch with it, he is inexplicably familiar with these design objects.

She even felt that she could push back the designer's design concept.

Chang Cong, who was aware of this idea, was stunned and dazed.

How can she know these things? She's sure she hasn't learned anything similar

Once again, Chang Cong felt that something had been forgotten in his head.

Sometimes it seems that something flashed, but when she tried again to remember what she wanted to remember, it would disappear, as if it was just her own illusion.

It was just like this again.

Chang Cong shook her head helplessly. This was not the case once or twice. She had already got used to it. It was just her own illusion.

Anyway, no matter how hard she tried, it didn't work. She was too lazy to care about it.

She always likes to let it be. What should come will come. She doesn't have to pursue it.

Otherwise, how tired I am to live

Once again empty look, enjoy the surrounding scenery, the mood is unprecedentedly comfortable.

If she could, she would rather live in seclusion than pay attention to the noise of the world.

Live in an unknown village with my mother.

It doesn't need to be gorgeous. She can be satisfied to spend her life just like this.

But mother's illness, doomed to such a life, can only think about, can not achieve.

Because the mother's condition, only to the professional hospital can control, treatment.

That's why Chang Chou chose this city.

It's just to take better care of her mother, otherwise she would rather live in an unknown town.

With a sigh, she still had such a good wish.

As long as you wait for your mother to get well, you can take her away from here and live a new life.

Mom, you must get better soon

Chang Cong's eyes flashed a touch of prayer, raised his head, the sun on her face.

Let her feel warm, some greedy absorb the warmth.

Diluted because just thought, dyed up a sad.

She believes that one day, everything will be better.

It's going to get better

Chang Cong, who closed her eyes, didn't find the complexity in her eyes.

That woman, just the whole atmosphere, how can be so sad.

He had never seen the congee before.

The whole body of that dark, let him unconsciously frown.

How many things did she hide

This meeting of Chang Cong has calmed her mood. The scenery here makes her restless heart get a moment of peace.

This time it's thanks to the little guy.

Otherwise, how could she have a chance to hang out like this in fengzhai.

Although that man is very annoying, it has to be said that the ancient charm and chicness of this house are really popular.

"Sister porridge, let's go on." Little guy stretched a big stretch, kicked his short leg, and finally willing to move again.

"Good." Chang Cong opened his eyes and looked at the little guy. He knew that he was recovering.

"Well." Nodded, the little guy can be happy on the line.

Turn the wheelchair again and walk with xiaoconghua.

This just discovered, originally stood in front of the man, already had no shadow.

I'm afraid that just when they stopped, the man left first.

Chang Cong's heart was filled with joy. She was happy to be quiet after she left.

In a moment, I felt that the scenery around me was more charming.

"What about Baba?" Shallot flowers obviously soon found that their Baba seems to be gone?

I raised my toes, as if to look for it.

But with that small body, even if you raise your toes, you can't see far away. OK.

But the little guy has a serious face.

Often porridge see funny, but restrained himself did not laugh.

"I think we should go first. Don't worry. Let's just walk slowly. We'll meet sooner or later." In order to avoid the little guy will have to find his father, often porridge decided to start first.

Joking, that man is not here, she is too happy, how could she want to find him.

Naturally, I have to hold this budding idea in the cradle.

So quietly to the shallot flowers instill their own ideas.

Sure enough, after hearing Chang Cong's words, the little guy's frown stretched out slightly.

Stand up again.

"Baba really is. I don't know to wait for us!" Obviously, the little guy has given up the idea of looking for Feng Tingmo, although she just wanted to

Turn around and make complaints about your father.

"That's it. Why are you walking so fast?" Chang Cong is going to laugh, OK!

In view of that man's usual attitude to her so bad, often congee quietly cater to the shallot flower.

Anyway, that man is so annoying, so don't blame her!

Chang Cong didn't realize how naive he was now.

It's like a kid who's having a tantrum with his parents.

Age is no bigger than shallot flower.

But there was a serious look on his face.

"Hum, when you see Baba later, you must tell him that he has done something wrong." Xiao Conghua doesn't know how to be careful with congee. She only thinks that congee's elder sister is right. After a while, she must tell him that he is wrong!

The little guy's face was full of firmness, and he even clenched his fist.

Chang Cong

It's not her fault, Xiao Conghua said it by herself.

"Well, Xiao Conghua is right. I'll talk about him later." Heart read this, mouth also did not forget to once again firm about the position of xiaoconghua.

I don't know if it's because I'm in a good mood. I don't have the usual scruples when I talk with porridge.

It's like a kid who's playing a prank. He just wants to do something bad quietly.

Can't wait to see feng Tingmo scolded by Xiao Conghua.

Just think about it, I feel happy.

Chang Cong thinks his mood is really wonderful.

Anyway, the man did not know, often porridge in the heart of Zizi thinking.

But this idea has not yet landed, often porridge smile directly froze in the face.

"I don't know. Miss Chang talks like that behind her back." Chang Cong

Is she hallucinating? It must be!