flying planet

Every child seems to have a monster in his dreams when he was a child, maybe there is no concrete face, they may sink at the bottom of Loch Ness, or they may be hidden in Shennongjia, but in Jian Xinglai's dream, it is not any other intangible Describe something, but it can only be a gentle red face.

Forsythia began to arrange a psychiatrist for Jian Xing more than half a year ago, which was what Jian Xing came to ask for herself. Jian Boxiu knew that she was a little surprised after the incident, and Lianqiao's explanation should be influenced by her cohabitants.

"That Ye Xiwu?" The old ancestor was a little apprehensive, "It's really embarrassing. I persuaded him for a long time before and he refused to go."

Forsythia brought him tea and said with a smile, "I don't feel the same way, you're so jealous."

Jian Boxiu's body hasn't been very strong these days, and she hasn't moved much. The family doctor has visited several times, and Lianqiao frowned outside after listening to the condition, and then she had to regain her emotions and smile to take care of him.

Jian Linzhao also came here a few times, and when Jian Boxiu talked to him, he would always dismiss Forsythia.

"Jian Zhongkai, watch over there for me." Jian Boxiu was lying on the bed. He had received oxygen today, and although he was tired from panting, he seemed to be in good spirits. "Wen Wanhong should look for him when she comes back."

Jian Linzhao nodded, his eyes steady: "Grandpa, don't worry."

Jian Boxiu opened his mouth, the expression on his face seemed to soften a bit, he said calmly: "There is also Forsythia."

Jian Linzhao was stunned for a moment, and just opened his mouth to say something, but was stopped by Jian Boxiu with a wave of his hand.

"She doesn't say anything, and I know it well." The old man's eyes have the transparency of the long years, and there is even a smile on his lips, "My biggest wish in life is to hope that Xinglai can get married like ordinary people. I have a child, but it seems that I will not be able to see it when I close my eyes in this life."

After Jian Boxiu finished speaking, she was silent for a long time. Jian Linzhao knew what he was talking about, and her eyes turned red.

Jian Boxiu glanced at him, laughed and said, "I didn't cry, why are you crying?"

Jian Linzhao did not speak.

Jian Boxiu sighed, smiled again, and said: "But even if he doesn't get married and have children, for Xinglai now, his life should be complete."

Jian Linzhao said in a low voice, "Ye Xiwu is very good."

"I know he is a good boy." Jian Boxiu's eyes fell on Empress Ruyi beside the bed, which was moved by Lao Li early in the morning, "When I leave, Lianqiao, you have to take good care of her. "

Jian Linzhao smiled bitterly: "Whether she will be willing to take care of me is still a question."

Jian Boxiu glanced at him, and said calmly: "I'm old, but my brain is not old, and it's not like I can't see your thoughts."

Jian Linzhao was speechless, he was usually a dignified and tough guy who was elegant, but now he was a little red-faced.

Jian Boxiu narrowed her eyes like an old fox: "Lianqiao is more fond of me. She is so young, it is a pity to waste the past few years on me. After I go, treat her well."

Jian Linzhao looked at Jian Boxiu, the old ancestor was obviously tired of talking so much in one breath, he closed his eyes lightly, patted the back of his grandson's hand in the lobby, Jian Linzhao's nose was sore again, he lowered his head, and said Words could not come out.

After getting the news that Wen Wanhong was coming back, Ye Xiwu was more nervous than Jian Xinglai himself. He didn't know where to find a new security company, and changed all the security equipment in the place where Jian Xinglai lives now, so that As for Jian Xing coming home on the first day, he was locked outside.

"Do you want to have two more bodyguards?" Ye Xiwu opened a new plot in the greenhouse to grow Xiwu flowers. Jian Xinglai watched from the side and occasionally talked to him.

"No need." Jian Xinglai didn't care too much, "I'm not seven or eight years old, it's not so easy for her to come to me or my father."

Ye Xiwu squatted on the ground, he stuck his shovel in the mud, he only wore a vest on his upper body, and his coat was tied around his waist: "Be prepared, maybe she brought someone here."

Jian Xinglai seemed to find it a little funny. He watched Ye Xiwu take off his gloves, so he stretched out his hand again.

Ye Xiwu held his hand and asked, "Why?"

Jian Xinglai: "Did Master He tell you about Lou Wang?"

Ye Xiwu was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding: "I raised my mouth, what's wrong?"

Jian Xing came to look at him: "Didn't you go in and see?"

Ye Xiwu blinked and finally understood: "You want me to go in and see?"

Jian Xinglai sighed: "Sometimes you really have no fun."

"You said it earlier." Ye Xiwu laughed, and he and Jian Xinglai shook hands, palms against palms for a while, and then suddenly became concerned, "Are you giving me a surprise, a house?"

Jian Xing came to think for a while, and said cautiously: "I think it's more appropriate to give you this."

Ye Xiwu's smile froze on his face. He really didn't like Jian Xinglai's way of expressing his love with money first, but it seemed that the other party's root problems were complicated and there was no solution for the time being. In the end, he could only resent Sighing deeply, he scratched his curly hair and asked, "You gave me such a generous gift, does anyone here have any objections?"

"They have no right to have opinions." Jian Xinglai raised Ye Xiwu's hand, and he stood face to face with the other party. With a slight pull of his wrist, Ye Xiwu was pulled into his arms.

The man smelled slightly of sweat, Jian Xinglai rested his chin on Ye Xiwu's shoulder, and rubbed his cheek against the other's neck vigorously.

Ye Xiwu hugged Jian Xinglai and swayed around the greenhouse a few times, the two of them didn't speak for a while.

"If Wen Wanhong is really here." After an unknown amount of time, Ye Xiwu suddenly said, "Don't be afraid."

Jian Xinglai let out a muffled "hmm".

Ye Xiwu couldn't see his face, but she said very seriously: "Don't be afraid, I'm here, I'll help you drive her away."

Jian Xinglai seemed to smile, he hugged Ye Xiwu tightly, shook his head slowly, and said softly: "Okay, I'm not afraid."

Lian Qiao stood at the door of the ward, her expression was sharp and serious, although she had put on all the makeup on her face, she could still see the reddish circles under her eyes that couldn't be covered.

Jian Linzhao walked up to her, not knowing what to comfort her, so he took out a handkerchief and handed it to her after a distance.

"Take it away." Lian Qiao said coldly without moving her eyes, "I'm not crying."

Jian Linzhao sighed, and forced the handkerchief into her hand: "I'm afraid you won't be able to stop crying later."

Lian Qiao squinted at him: "Presumptuous, the ancestor is not dead yet."

Jian Linzhao seemed a little helpless, he turned around and faced Lianqiao, he didn't know if he was serious or joking, and calmly said: "If I'm really presumptuous, I'll kiss you against the wall right now, anyway, Grandpa is inside, nothing will happen to you." can not see."

Lianqiao was so angry that she stretched out her hand to slap him, but Jian Linzhao didn't even try to hide, and he just took the slap, Lianqiao gasped for breath, and the tears in her eyes rolled down uncontrollably.

Jian Linzhao took out the silk in her hand, wiped her face, and showed a gentle smile: "Look."

"I knew it would work," he said.