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"I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't..." Fu Ning was rejected, and his face became gloomy. He didn't even want to squat down, hugged Liu Cenhui's waist, and put his head on Liu Cenhui's waist. The body arched again and again.

Liu Cenhui didn't know whether to laugh or cry, the pedestrians on the left and right looked here curiously, either in doubt or incomprehension, looking at the boy on the ground for a while, and the man in the wheelchair for a while.

After a long while, Fu Ning raised his head, he blinked, and the next second was filled with mist: "Hui Hui, such a small wish, can't you even satisfy Ning Ning?"

"It's not me..." Liu Cenhui was speechless and poked Funing on the forehead, "Speak well and don't cry."

"Ningning didn't cry." Fu Ning said, but a teardrop fell in the blink of an eye, and the teardrop fell on Liu Cenhui's knee, and quickly stained a large area of ​​his trousers.

Liu Cenhui...he has a headache.

"Did Ningning do it on purpose?"

Fu Ning decisively admitted: "Ang, Ning Ning did it on purpose."

"I want to carry you up, Huihui, don't disagree, if you, if you are disobedient! I really want to cry!"

"Then you can cry." Unmoved, Liu Cenhui simply leaned on the back of the wheelchair, "It is impossible for you to carry your back, look at your little arms and legs, can you carry me? "

"Ning Ning's back move!" Fu Ning was very upset when he was underestimated, and retorted loudly, "You try it, and you will know if Ning Ning can move you back."

But Liu Cenhui didn't even want to try, so Bafeng sat in the wheelchair motionlessly, crossing his shoulders to see if Funing had any other words to say.

1 minute, 2 minutes... 5 minutes passed.

"Are you really not letting Ning Ning recite it?" Fu Ning asked one last time.

"No." Liu Cenhui didn't change his mind.

"Okay then." Fu Ning said helplessly, "Huihui is a big villain, you always bully Ningning, Ningning is about to cry, it's all your fault."

After speaking, he brewed for a while, grinned and winked, and then rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, which soon made the eye sockets red.

"Ning Ning..." Liu Cenhui panicked, but in the blink of an eye, he saw Fu Ning silently dropping Jin Doudou.

That little look of being aggrieved but afraid to speak, let alone how Liu Cenhui felt when he saw it, even the pedestrians passing by gave him condemning eyes.

Fu Ning choked with sobs: "I just want to carry you up, it's too miserable, I can't play so many fun things, I can't even watch a show..."

Liu Cenhui, who was "received too badly", was really helpless, but as soon as Funing's eye valves were opened, the tears couldn't stop streaming down, and it seemed that they couldn't stop for a while.

After a while, Liu Cenhui was defeated again: "Okay, okay, don't cry... You are really a little ancestor, I have convinced you, okay baby, don't drop the golden peas."

"Then did you let the baby carry you up?" Funing wiped away tears.

"Give it up!" Liu Cenhui gave up on himself, "You can do whatever you want, as long as you don't cry."

"Well, stop crying." Fu Ning raised his face and asked Liu Cenhui to wipe his wet face clean.

Liu Cenhui put the ugly words first: "It doesn't matter if you want to carry me up, but if you can't carry me or fall, then there will be no next time, understand?"

In his opinion, it would be best if Funing couldn't even lift him out of the wheelchair.

"I won't be unable to move on my back, nor will I fall down." Funing shook his head solemnly.

Liu Cenhui didn't care: "Just say do you understand?"

"Understood, I understand!" Funing curled his lips and said yes.

"Oh, you're making a fuss!" Liu Cenhui raised his hands cooperatively with a vicissitudes on his face, and under Funing's guidance, he put his hands on the opponent's shoulders.

Fu Ning had already turned his back to Liu Cenhui. He was half squatting, with his hands on his knees, and he was gathering strength to get up.

"Who taught you to cry at every turn, teach you to cry, and cry if you don't agree, you are so delicate!" Liu Cenhui put his arms around Funing's neck, and couldn't help scolding.

When Fu Ning was proud, he snorted twice contentedly: "Cry as soon as you cry! Uncle Chen said, no matter how fierce the young master is in the future, as long as Ning Ning cries, he will be fine."

Liu Cenhui had calculated thousands of times, but he never expected that it was Uncle Chen who dug a big hole for him.

At this time, he began to focus all his attention on his eyes.

Liu Cenhui was already ready for a hard fall, and even started to think about how to fall on his side so as not to crush Funing.

But as he put the weight on Funing's back, the boy under him swayed from side to side, and his calves began to tremble due to the exertion.

At the moment when Liu Cenhui was so terrified that he closed his eyes and couldn't bear to look directly at the tragic situation, Fu Ning let out a "hum" from his throat, then staggered and finally stood up.

"Oh!" Funing quickly supported the wheelchair, and only breathed a sigh of relief when his body was completely balanced.

The weight of the person behind made Fu Ning bend down. He gradually let go of the wheelchair, picked up Liu Cenhui's legs and stuck them to his waist with his backhand, then looked in the direction of the iron ladder, and walked over.

Liu Cenhui was stunned.

Who would have thought that Fu Ning's thin and small appearance could actually carry him on his back, and even walk forward in small steps, step by step...

On the iron ladder in the corner of the playground, a magical scene appeared.

The thin boy slowly climbed the stairs with a man who was taller than him on his back, not to mention the low steps which added a lot of difficulty to him.

And as the closest person to Funing, Liu Cenhui was more able to perceive Funing's state.

Just that little fool whom he had always regarded as a dodder, even though sweat kept hitting the ground like broken beads, even if he couldn't breathe well, he never stopped taking a step.

Liu Cenhui had already seen and understood Fu Ning's degree of coquettishness.

Only this time, Fu Ning never said a single word of giving up, nor complained, and just ran forward, taking his ashes to see the lantern...

"Look, don't we look like Zhu Bajie carrying his wife?" At this moment, Liu Cenhui was completely relieved.

Even though Fu Ning turned his back and his footsteps became more and more swaying, he still didn't have the worries at the beginning, and he was still able to make a few jokes.

Fu Ning was out of breath, supported the railing beside him and stopped for a few breaths, and retorted weakly: "No, Ning Ning is not Zhu Bajie, but a big baby carrying a wife!"

"Yes, it's not Zhu Bajie, it's the big baby..." Liu Cenhui said the three words "big baby" so sincerely for the first time.

These three words lingered on his lips for a long time, as if they had magical powers, which could make people feel instantly at ease.

Funing rested for a while, then raised his feet and continued to climb up.

When Fu Ning stepped on the last step of the iron ladder, he sat down as if he had collapsed, but he did not forget to help Liu Cenhui in time, so that someone could sit beside him.

There are already many people sitting on the wide high platform of Nuo Da, and many lanterns of different styles are hanging in the air.

The gorgeous lanterns shone with various colors, and several strings of wind chimes under the lanterns made melodious tinkling sounds under the breeze.

Liu Cenhui tilted his head, only to see that Fu Ning was still sweating profusely, looking up at the lantern in mid-air with a look of amazement.

Some tourists bought lanterns, wrote their wishes and blessings on them, and then let them down along the surrounding river.

Some are just like them, they are exhausted just after climbing up, so they can only sit on the platform and look up at the sky.

Liu Cenhui had seen so many grand occasions and beautiful scenery, but suddenly found that only the ordinary lantern in front of him was the most beautiful scenery he had ever seen.

Liu Cenhui regretted it.

A few years ago, he should have healed his legs, otherwise, how could he leave his mutilated body until after marriage, and instead become a burden to his partner?

Fu Ning slowed down the tone just now, subconsciously grasped Liu Cenhui's fingers, and let the big hand wrap the little paw: "It's so beautiful...Thanks to Ningning, otherwise you wouldn't be able to see it, then What a pity!"

"Such a beautiful thing, you must share it with Huihui." Fu Ning suddenly started laughing while talking.

He giggled for a long time, then tilted his head and kissed Liu Cenhui's mask.

Liu Cenhui was silent for a long while, then softly responded, "Yes, thanks to Ningning."

But at the same time, he also made a decision...

After getting off the high platform, Fu Ning was asked to carry Liu Cen Hui on his back. It was getting late, and after getting down from the viewing platform, they started to return the same way.

On the way back, Funing fell asleep without accident, with Liu Cenhui's lap as his pillow, sleeping peacefully.

Liu Cenhui didn't know what he was thinking, his fingers kept sliding past Funing's ears, his eyes hidden in the darkness glowed strangely.

That night, Liu Cenhui settled Funing down, went to the study and didn't come out until late at night.

On the way, Uncle Chen went to deliver supper to him, and happened to meet him on the phone, and at the moment Uncle Chen withdrew to close the door, he seemed to hear his young master asking——

"You just need to tell me, using the most advanced methods to heal your legs, how soon can you stand up and walk?"

The door of the study was gently closed, and Uncle Chen's hands outside the door kept shaking. In just a moment, he was in tears...

The next morning, when Fu Ning woke up, there was no one around him. The cold bed surface meant that Liu Cenhui had been away for a long time.

When Fu Ning moved, he felt sore and screaming all over his body, especially his two legs, as if they had been injected with lead.

"Huihui..." He yelled twice but no one answered, Fu Ning instantly lowered his face, with a look of grievance and discomfort.

He tore off two pieces of clothes randomly, put them on his head in a mess, and then ran downstairs without washing, shouting as he ran, "Uncle Chen, Uncle Chen, have you seen Huihui?"

"I can't see you... ah!" The people who had just arrived in the living room stopped suddenly, and a large group of people in the living room turned their heads to look at it at the same time.

Liu Cenhui was sitting in the middle of the crowd, and beside him were many doctors in white coats, who were manipulating instruments to examine his legs.

Seeing Fu Ning coming down, Liu Cenhui's face remained unchanged, and he waved: "Are you awake? Come—"

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