Wen Cheng listened to his jokes, and there was a big wave in his eyes.

But she conceals very well, hang down a Mou, shallow smile.

She understood that Yanzi didn't want her to have psychological burden, so she deliberately used this way to pull the relationship back to the origin.

Wen Cheng lowered his head and his eyes fell on the flickering cigarette.

She thought that if she had the chance, she would do anything for Yan Zi in her life.

Only emotion, she can't give him the slightest response.

Perhaps, with the relationship between friends to continue to get along, so that they will not be too embarrassed.

Wen Cheng sighs, a cigarette has been burned out, and there is a sound of walking in front of the imperial restaurant behind him.

They both turn around at the same time, and see the cold family walk out of the door with tired faces.

Leng Yiyan looked at the old man Leng, who was the leader. He hung his head forward and said in a low voice, "grandfather, parents, I'm sorry, I didn't tell you in advance!"

Cold old man looking at cold Yi Yan, want to say and stop.

His eyes caught Wen Cheng not far away. He simply didn't say anything, but shook his head with regret. "You are a stubborn child since childhood. You have to discuss things with your family in the future. You can't be so willful any more."

His precious grandson is destined to suffer from love.

They are all young people. There is no reason for feelings.

Leng Yiyan choked and nodded, "don't worry, Grandpa, it won't happen in the future."

"Let's go back first. Your elder brother and they are still inside. When you finish your work, go back to your old house. My grandfather asked the kitchen to make delicious food for you."

"All right, Grandpa."

Leng Yiyan and Wen Cheng stood in the same place watching them leave. Under the sun, the cool wind came slowly, and the smoke dispersed, with the smell of spring recovery.

……

A few minutes later, Leng Yiyan and Wen Cheng return to the banquet hall.

Zhuang Ming'an did not know when he had left.

As the afternoon approached, they saw off their uncle Duanmu Pinglang. They had a simple lunch at the dining table and left for the mental hospital at 1:30 p.m.

Xiaolin is driving a spacious and comfortable business car along the Third Ring Road of imperial capital to the western suburb expressway.

On the way, Yan Shiqi sat beside fourth brother Qin. She looked out of the window at the gradually empty street and bumped into the man's arm. "This hospital is in the suburb of Beijing?"

"Well, it's the intersection of imperial capital and Linshi, a private hospital."

Inkstone when seven clear, think also only private hospital can so quickly will wenzhiyuan into.

However, she did not expect that this hospital is not only private, but also has a familiar name.

Half an hour later, the vehicle arrived in canglan County, the west suburb and the temporary handover point.

Yan Shiqi stood at the gate of the hospital at the foot of the mountain outside the city, looking at the name above, and began to think about life.

Mental rehabilitation center affiliated to Huiren hospital.

Everything else is OK, but Huiren Hospital

If she remembers correctly, this hospital belongs to Nanhai Lei's family.

Yan Shiqi tugged her elbow, wiped her chin with her thumb, and glanced at the man who was smiling. She said with a tentative smile, "is this hospital opened by an acquaintance?"

"Guess?" Although the man's tone of doubt, but the eyes of the deep implied a trace of narrow.

Yan Shiqi said, "is he coming?"

The man took her to the hospital lobby and said in a low voice, "no, but Beth is here."

Bosch, oh, the surgeon with the golden black scalpel.

At this time, walking behind them, Wen orange also saw the name of the hospital.

Her eyes twinkled and her heart beat faste