He Yining and Li Yunze looked at each other. She didn't need too much words. She already understood what he meant.

"Isn't the situation very optimistic?" he Yining asked. At the same time, he swallowed it secretly because he was nervous.

Li Yunze gently shook his head, "I don't know..." after pausing, his voice became more dignified and said, "Jane Mo didn't have such a situation before. I don't know if it's because silence is an improved version or Ziyu injected too much?"

He Yining said in a worried voice, "if only there were silence's original medicine, it's a pity..."

Li Yunze didn't answer.

These things, for those who have been engaged in patented drugs all day, know that they are privately owned and can't get other people's research because of saving people.

Now Shi Shaoqin has given the greatest help. They can't advance an inch.

The most important thing is that if there are problems with Ziyu's body and children, according to Shi Shaoqin's rescue of Ziyu and Xiao July, he won't care

However, what they are worried about now is not Ziyu and the children in her stomach, but if Ziyu thinks of the past, will all the hard won joy these days come to naught?

After all, he Yining is a person who has experienced the same thing. It's really bad to feel guilty and unforgivable, and deeply pulled into a dead end by his own love.

The situation of he Yining and ye Ziyu is different from that of Jian mo.

Men and women have different natures in dealing with these things... Besides, Gu muhuai deliberately guided Jian Mo's father, not Gu Beichen's mother.

……

"Tomorrow, I'll come to pick up Mo ran first, and then go to Ling's house to pick up you and Xiao July..." Song Lanlan picked up her eyebrows and said with a domineering look on her face.

In the past, when she was in school, song Lanlan was straightforward. Now, after the baptism of foreign life, her self-confidence has created the momentum of a strong woman.

"Yes, yes." Ye Ziyu nodded hurriedly. "If Xiao July knows that she has a little sister to play with her, she must be impatient!"

Song Lanlan smiled. "The cute little sister also said that she had no friends when she returned home. Now it's good to have company."

"Alas, am I a melon eater watching two treasure moms chatting happily?" Zhou Mo ran sighed. Although she was joking, she was calm and showed some bitterness of envy.

"It's getting late. I'll send Ziyu back first..." Lin looked south at the time. "I'll go back to the training camp later. You'll talk again tomorrow."

"Good!"

Zhou Moran and song Lanlan both nodded and watched Lin Nanan and ye Ziyu leave first. They planned to sit down again.

"I think Ziyu's mood is a little unstable at night," said Zhou Mo ran, with a dignified face.

Song Lanlan took a look at her, which is different from that in school. Now, because she often needs to analyze data, her observation and insight have naturally improved a lot, "Lin Nannan should also have found it."

"Sure." Zhou Mo said in a deep voice, "Ziyu has experienced so much. I really hope there will be no more obstacles to them."

……

Lin Nan sent Ye Ziyu back to Ling's house. He didn't intend to go in, but after thinking about it, he still wanted to go in and see his daughter.

Lin Xing is already asleep. Lin Nan pulls a small stool and sits by the bed. Looking at her sleeping appearance, the smile at the corners of her mouth becomes soft.

"The stars represent the hope and guidance in the ink sky. In little July, you told Dad that if Mom remembered the past... Would she lose happiness?" Lin Nan asked softly.

No one can answer him. Now, he can't even prepare anything?

If Ziyu's past memory comes back, he just hopes that all the pain will be borne by him, not Ziyu.

Lin Nan sighed softly. At the thought that ye Ziyu was very happy to talk in the evening, but when he talked, he was a little uneasy and lost his mind, and the center of his eyebrows twisted involuntarily.

"Stone, hug!"

Lin Xing's balderdash and soft waxy voice interrupted Lin Nan's thoughts.

He glanced at a stone doll held by Lin Xing when she was sleeping, smiled faintly at the corners of his mouth, attached himself to Lin Xing, kissed her on his forehead, gathered her quilt and left the room

At the moment when Lin Nan just closed the door, a slight sob came from Lin Xing's mouth: "brother, brother, don't be a little July... Sobbing..."

……

Mo palace.

Graphite morning sat on the doorstep and looked at the sea surface just behind the sea level. His mouth was shriveled.

In the past, at this time of day, little July would play on the beach, or pick some sunflowers, sit next to him and ask him to peel melon seeds for her.

Little July is gone, and Mo palace seems much quieter

"Star, how did you get out of bed?" Xi Cheng came from a distance and saw graphite Chen sitting there. He hurried forward like the sky fell.

"I'm just a skin injury, and there's nothing serious. Are you too nervous?" graphite Chen glanced at Xi City and looked at the servant who sent the cut fruit.

"Young master, would you like another glass of juice?" asked the servant.

"Well." graphite morning answered, "put durian, lemon and balsam pear..." he thought, "add some cucumber, and the taste will be fresher."

"OK." the servant answered and turned to get juice.

Xi Cheng is used to the strange taste of graphite Chen occasionally... Although I feel like vomiting at the thought of that strange taste.

Sometimes he really doesn't understand why star tastes so unique?

"Do you also want a cup?" graphite morning saw Xi Cheng's look a little "eager," shouted the servant, "get Xi Cheng a cup!"

"Yes, young master!" the servant answered with a smile.

"No, no, no..." Xi Cheng was stunned at first, then suddenly reacted and quickly waved his hand, "ha ha, I don't need it... I like drinking tea in my recent Buddhist life... Well, drinking tea!"

"Young master, do you want another drink?" the servant looked at Xi Cheng with a smile and asked.

Graphite morning looked at Xi Cheng, "No."

"Yes!"

Xi Cheng stroked his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

He was so afraid that star was in a bad mood that he had to drink... He couldn't refuse.

Because of this kid, if he gives you a drink this time and you don't drink it, it will only be worse next time.

Xi Cheng turned around and wanted to sit down next to graphite morning, but halfway down, a child's voice came coldly, "aren't you a Buddhist to drink tea?"

"..." Xi Cheng took a smoke from the corner of his mouth and looked at graphite morning. He knew that he wanted to be alone, but he wanted to save face. He didn't want to say, "yes, I have something else to do. Go make tea!"

Xi Cheng said, got up again, sighed and left

"Young master!" the servant sent out the beaten juice and handed it to Shi Chen.

Shi Mochen took the juice and said, "it's all right. Go and be busy!"

"Yes!"

Shi Mochen waited for the servant to leave. After smelling the juice, he didn't drink it and put it beside him.

About ten minutes later, steady footsteps came from behind.

Graphite morning's ears moved slightly. When Yu Guang brushed the juice around him, Shi Shaoqin already sat down beside him