"Jun Ling, are we really childhood friends? But I don’t remember anything at all. My parents haven’t come to see me once in the past three years. Do I have any parents who are not orphans?" Yin Ning was lonely in her heart. She sometimes wondered if her parents abandoned her and left her alone.
What I said to Junling was just to send loneliness in my heart. Even if her parents didn’t want her, God was still very kind to her. He didn’t think she was willing to love her and encourage her to get up. It was really a blessing for her to have her fiance like Junling. She wanted to stay with him all the time.
At a word, Jun Ling’s hand suddenly trembled, and he tried his best to control his anxiety in front of the setting. He held her shoulder with both hands and said seriously, "Ning Er, do you remember something?"
In junling’s dark eyes, I clearly saw my face, and at the same time I felt panic in junling’s eyes, and my heart suddenly hitched and shook my head.
"No, I don’t remember anything. I feel so lonely. I have no memory except you. I have never met my parents. I don’t know what kind of feelings I should have for them. Jun Ling, if one day my parents really don’t want me, will you want me?"
It turned out to be a false alarm. She or he was Yin Ningluo.
"I don’t know what I always think you will leave my Junling one day. Will we have that day?" Yin Ningluo urgently needs an answer from Junling. In the past three years, she has relied on Junling’s love to survive and imagine what would happen if one day she didn’t love her.
"I’m a silly girl." Jun Ling held Yin Ningluo in her arms and put it on her shoulder. "Ning Er wants you not to let me leave you, and I will never leave you. I can’t get rid of it. And your parents have temporarily returned to China because of something happened to foreign companies. They are also very concerned about you. Wait a while and I will take you to see them when you are well, okay?"
When Ning Er gives me a little more, I will help you arrange everything. From the moment God sent you to me, all the people in B city have lost touch with you. You are my wife, which is a brand-new life.
"I have a gift for you" Jun Ling changed the subject.
"What gift?"
"Close your eyes"
"All right," Yin Ningluo obediently did it.
After Yin Ningluo closed her eyes, Junling took out a small blue velvet box from her pocket and bypassed Yin Ningluo. After a while, Yin Ningluo felt that her neck was cool. When she opened her eyes again, her neck had a red gem pendant.
"This is the gift you gave me." The heart-shaped gem face is a key pendant with many broken diamonds embedded around it, which is exquisite.
Junling hugged Yin Ningluo from behind and let her lean on her chest. The dark eyes became deeper and deeper. "Do you like this necklace? It has a very nice name, Qingcheng Heart. She was designed by you many years ago. I can finally give you happiness by myself."
Yin Ningluo was intoxicated in Jun Ling’s gentle voice and turned around. His eyes were relatively white, and his arm was wrapped around Jun Ling’s neck, with thick eyelashes flashing.
"Since the beautiful heart is a key shape, it means that in love, everyone has a lock. I am your key, you are my lock, and we are part of each other’s bodies. We should never part."
"Do you know how touched I am by what you just said?" Jun Ling put her hand on Yin Ning’s waist to prevent her from falling off. A pair of ink eyes are gentle and watery, and she wants to suck her in.
Just before Junling responded, her lips were occupied by Yin Ningluo. This is the first time that Yin Ningluo gave him a kiss in three years. When the two lips were stuck together, Junling became more and more obsessed with her taste. Finally, he fell, hugged her and deepened the kiss slowly.
After the kiss, Yin Ningluo was lying on the balcony watching the sea. She liked the sea very much. At this moment, the sea view was even more charming. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew. Yin Ningluo gathered her consciousness and listened to Jun Ling’s statement that she once fell into the sea, and then she became so afraid of the cold. It was because of that time that she lost her memory.
When I think of these things, Yin Ning has a wry smile and looks at the distant sky, her eyes are getting more and more confused. When will she recover her memory? It’s so ambiguous that Jun Ling is not there. She loves Jun Ling very much, but she can’t remember their memory. She wants to think of all of them so that she won’t live up to Jun Ling’s love for herself.
Suddenly, there was a dress on his shoulder, and the tip of his nose smelled of Jun Ling. He held her in his arms, and every move was more intimate than intimacy.
"That’s the climate by the sea. Night can’t compare with day. Don’t freeze if you are in poor health."
"Junling", she called him by name, which is more attached to him.
"Yeah, I’m here."
She said, "Let’s never part, okay?"
He said, "Good Yin Ningluo, remember that you said you can never cheat."
A big hand holding a small hand, Jun Ling Huiyin, congealed and propped up a day, and they will be together forever.
-digression–
Here comes the third part.
Things are people, not homes.
It’s not so peaceful when the stars move around in the same tianguan old house. In the early morning, Li Jihe sat in the dining room with a frown and lectured for the simple reason that when a little girl came to the kitchen to serve soup, she accidentally spilled the soup on her son, which made the little master cry.
She moved into the official old house three years ago, and now she lives in this building, which is one of the old houses.
"Cold son stopped crying. What do you do to eat official food? Do you just want you to kill my son?" Li Jihe said that cold son is official cold. She was born with official Yang. This morning, she was still asleep under the covers, and she heard her son crying. When she got up and came to the restaurant, she saw this little girl splashing soup all over her son with a cup of hot soup. When Li Jihe found out, her arm was red and swollen, and this little girl definitely wanted to murder her son.
"Big housewife, I’m sorry, I really didn’t mean to. When I was serving soup just now, the young master suddenly ran over and hit me. When I found out, I couldn’t come." The little girl kept her head down and tears pattered. She came to the old house three years ago as a cop. At that time, the hostess of the house was the servant who had worked here. The servants said that their young housewife was particularly fierce, and even the young master was afraid that she was forced to have a home by this woman, so that no one in the whole family dared to provoke her. The young master in their family is not allowed to be cruel and violent at an early age, and often bullies and scolds them. Almost everyone in the happy house has been bullied by the young master, but after all, everyone speaks lightly, and Li Jihe is in charge in the house. What can they do? If they don’t want to lose this job, they can bow their heads and eat yabakui.
The little girl is unlucky today. How can she think that this little ancestor just bumped into a cup of soup and spilled it all over the floor? It just happened that the soup spilled on the cold arm of the official, which provoked this little ancestor. She even had a hard time the day after tomorrow. This idea just flashed through her mind. Li Jihe quickly ran to her and raised his hand, which was a slap, and the red finger print fell on the side face, causing burning pain.
"Little bitch, do you dare to quibble? You are deliberately listening. You are not allowed to eat or drink water from now until twelve o’clock tonight. And all of you listen to me. Anyone who secretly pities her and gives her food or water will be against me and will not stay here anymore." Li Jihe ordered.
My little girl knelt down to Li Jihe without saying a word when she heard the plop. Li Jihe stared at her in tears. Don’t they know that what they hate most is a woman who looks fragile and crying? Turn around and Li Jihe went to comfort the baby again.
Officer cold is still crying to see Li Jihe lovingly stretch out his hand and brush away his little face with soft tears. "Baby doesn’t cry. Mom has taught you a lesson from this dead girl to see who dares to hurt my baby."
The original officer was still crying. When he heard his mother say this, his tears weakened. Many small eyes glanced at him. A malicious intention flashed in the servant’s eyes just now and he deliberately cried.
"Mom hurts, her arm hurts."
"Oh, well, baby, mom gave you medicine, and it won’t hurt." Li Jihe looked at her son’s arm and was red and swollen. The servants shouted, "Are you all dead? What are you still doing here? I didn’t see the young master get hurt. Take the medicine box."
"Oh" aside, the servant quickly retreated to find the medicine box.
"What’s wrong with this? What do you want to cry on your side in the early morning?" Xu Qianjiao and Guan Nanfeng came from the main house and just entered the door, she heard Guan Han crying.
"Grandma and grandpa, you’re here." The official cold saw Xu Qianjiao and the official south wind didn’t even rush to Xu Qianjiao’s arms to play the woman directly.
"Grandma, you haven’t come to see Lenger for a long time. Lenger misses you so much."
Officer south wind with Xu Qian jiao looked at each other to treat this sun eyeful is spoiled Xu Qian jiao stretched out his hand and touched the officer cold little face and smiled "grandma and grandpa, isn’t this to see the cold son? What’s wrong with you? Who bullied our cold son early in the morning?"
"Grandparents have a pain in their arms." Guan Han rolled up his sleeves and showed his burnt arm to Guan Nanfeng and Xu Qianjiao.
"Yo, what’s going on?" Xu Qianjiao frowned, which showed that she was burned and asked, "Who is so careless that she can’t even take care of a child? The skin of the child is very fragile. What should I do if I leave a scar?"
"Grandma is her, she is the one who spilled the soup on the cold body." The official cold took Xu Qian’s charming hand and came to the restaurant. The chubby little hand pointed to the little girl kneeling on the ground
At first glance, the little girl’s thin figure and shoulders are still shaking. Looking at the people around her, all of them are low-headed, and the atmosphere dare not show a Xu Qian’s charming eyes. She has always been unkind to people. What makes her afraid of this?
"You look up" Xu Qianjiao said to the little girl.
After receiving the order, the little girl shuddered before raising her head.