Later, Leng Yichen married such a good man as an Xiaojing, and he was very happy for them.

"God has closed a door for them, and there will always be a window for them. Although there are no parents, I believe they will not live worse than other children."

Ling MuQing has her own view, and Leng Chenxi nodded in agreement, finding that they actually have a lot in common.

Along the way, both of them chatted happily. At the moment when Leng Chenxi inadvertently looked up, he saw a familiar figure.

Leng Chenxi stops and wants to identify carefully, but the man keeps dodging. Finally, Leng Chenxi can't help shouting: "brother!"

The man stopped for a while, and then ran away quickly. Leng Chenxi couldn't care much, so he ran after him and left Ling MuQing in the same place.

Ling MuQing just stood in the same place, but put away some innocent smile, staring at Leng Chenxi's running away direction, and clenched her fist.

……

Lengjia villa.

Leng Yichen felt anxiously on an Xiaojing's forehead and found that it was still very hot.

"What should we do? If we don't lower the temperature, what can we do if we continue to burn like this?"

Listening to Leng Yichen's worried murmur, an Xiaojing felt a little funny. Although her heart was very sweet, she still comforted and said, "I have nothing to do with it. I have no discomfort. I just have a hot forehead. You don't have to worry about it."

Of course, if her voice is not so hoarse, this sentence will be more convincing.

Leng Yichen stares at an Xiaojing and tells her not to speak for a long time. As a result, she still doesn't listen. After saying such a long sentence, what if it hurts her throat again.

An Xiaojing vomits her tongue, but it causes a cough. Leng Yichen quickly hands over the water and wants to feed an Xiaojing. Unexpectedly, she just looks at him pitifully without opening her mouth.

Of course, Leng Yichen knows why she is. She has been drinking an Xiaojing's warm water all afternoon. No wonder she doesn't want to drink any more. But drinking more water is good for her recovery. So Leng Yichen is not moved. She just holds out her hand and stares at an Xiaojing like this.

Seeing her hairy back, an Xiaojing reluctantly leaned over and drank some water.

This lovely appearance let cold also Chen control not to live, embrace her ruthlessly to kiss two.

An Xiaojing pushed him away.

"You're crazy. I have a fever and I'll infect you again! Get away from me

With that, she really moved inside two times, and cold also Chen opened some distance.

Leng Yichen looks at her helplessly.

"Just as you worry about my fever, I'm just as worried about your fever."

An Xiaojing looked at him and nodded. Then she consciously held her glass and began to drink.

Leng Yichen is on one side. His heart is like being scratched severely. He is itchy, but now he can't touch it. He even wants to kiss. It's hard to live.

"How can you suddenly have a fever? It's so fierce. It's so serious."

Leng Yichen whispers anxiously that Xiaoli and xuemu are no longer allowed to come in, and children's resistance is weak. Once they are infected, their recovery is slow.

"It's not because of you."

An Xiaojing looked at her askance and said, "in winter, it's all your fault that you don't cover up anything!"

With that, she coughed violently again. She grabbed the cup and took a few more mouthfuls to ease her throat.

Leng Yichen touched his nose and retorted, "then why didn't I have a fever?"

An Xiaojing said angrily, "anger is here. You've been bothering me for a long time. I've got a fever. You haven't done anything! I'm not angry

This time, before an Xiaojing coughed, Leng Yichen handed over the water and comforted her: "well, well, it's all my fault. Don't talk. I'm the one who is distressed at last."

An Xiaojing hummed down the water and finally said nothing more.

Leng Yichen sits by the bed and looks at an Xiaojing's pale face because of her illness. She sighs gently and gathers her scattered hair for her. She gets up and plans to go out of the room and let an Xiaojing have a good rest.

"What are you going to do?"

But before he got up completely, an Xiaojing pulled his finger and asked pathetically. The tone was like a child nobody wanted.

"I don't want to disturb you. Have a good rest and get some sleep."

Leng Yichen explains helplessly, but an Xiaojing doesn't let go of anything. Maybe the sick people are very clingy. Leng Yichen is also happy to let her cling, so he sits down again and accompanies an Xiaojing until she falls asleep.

Even in her sleep, an Xiaojing coughed a few times, and her brows wrinkled involuntarily. Leng Yichen's eyes were very distressed.

She needs to get better soon. At least she can't suffer any more.Leng Yichen makes up his mind and dials Han su.

Han Su arrived soon. He devoted himself to seeing a doctor for an Xiaojing. At last, he reluctantly faced Leng Yichen.

"She just has a common fever. It takes at least a week for her to get better if she takes medicine or not. It's no use calling me here."

Leng Yichen tucked in the quilt for an Xiaojing, turned his head and asked, "why can't she get rid of the fever?"

Han Su had no choice but to explain patiently.

"Fever and fever are the same, she will not burn up all at once, of course, the temperature will not go down all at once."

Leng Yichen nodded and felt relieved.

An Xiaojing sleeps again. Leng Yichen gently pulls away her hand she has been holding, gets up and goes to the living room with Han su.

"Han Su," Leng Yichen called, went to the door, want to open the door to go out of Han Su, "you, I'm sorry."

Leng Yichen noticed that he had some severe dark circles under his eyes as soon as Han Su came in. He thought of the news that his wife nianshanshan had passed away not long ago and said with some regret.

Han Su nodded. He understood Leng Yichen's character and could not say anything comforting. When he said that, he was also moved.

"She has always lived in my heart and never left."

After a while, Han Su slowly said, Leng Yichen after listening to Leng Leng, watching Han Su leave the back, suddenly some emotion.

When he returned to the bedroom, an Xiaojing was sleeping and hugged her in her arms. She was so powerful that she seemed to be carved into her own body.

An Xiaojing herself was not sleeping very well. She was held by Leng Yichen in this way and suddenly woke up. She opened her eyes and tried to look up at Leng Yichen and ask him what happened. But Leng Yichen was so strong that an Xiaojing had to stay in his arms and not move.

After a while, Leng Yichen slowly let go. He hugged an Xiaojing, put his chin on her hair, and whispered: "fortunately, fortunately."

An Xiaojing is a little confused. She tries to get out of Leng Yichen's arms, then stares into his eyes and asks Leng Yichen, "fortunately what?"

Fortunately, I can still hold you. Fortunately, you are still by my side. Fortunately, I can live with the children under the same blue sky with you.

It's good to have you.

Just these words, Leng Yichen did not say anything. He just kisses an Xiaojing on the forehead, puts her in his arms, and says something about Nian Shanshan.