When the fate comes, the wife arrives, the first favorite in the palm of your hand

At the beginning of the month, kindergartens and schools are closed.Gun Gun goes to Chen Hong's house every day to play with Ming Xi's little Jiu'er. Fei Ying always says that thanks to Ming Xi, another child would be too lazy to take them to play!

"Our Mingxi is not good to any child casually!" Chen Hong spat out the melon seeds, carefully glanced at the three children over there, and then said in a low voice, "I heard from the teacher in their class that there are always children. The girl gave him a gift, but Ming Xi didn't take it at all, and ignored him."

Yan Hua was stunned when she heard this: "No way? This is only the second grade..."

"Don't underestimate elementary school students." Fei Ying snorted, "Xiao Jiu'er is only in the middle class of kindergarten, and many little boys bring her delicious food every day."

"Wait a minute..." Yan Hua thought of something and asked, "Have you brought back all those little Jiu'er you ate?"

Fei Ying shook her head: "I haven't seen her take it, yes! Their teacher said she took it all."

"I know where I'm going." Yan Hua rolled her eyes, "She's all gone."

No wonder that kid had candies in his schoolbag every day when he came back from school. Ever since he found out, Yan Hua rolled over his schoolbag every day, and then confiscated the snacks, otherwise he could have eaten them all by himself.

"Gun Gun must have been cast in the wrong fetus. If he was a little girl, he would be so painful!" Chen Hong laughed, "I see, you will have a daughter with Lang Ruoxian in the future, maybe she will be very masculine."

Yan Hua's eyes flickered, and Chen Hong smiled even more happily: "What? You still want to hide it from us?"

"Are you two reconciled?" Fei Ying was the one who didn't know, and sighed, "My uncle is really hopeless, and I have no use pretending to be a couple with you."

Chen Hong patted her: "Huahua listened to my sister. When I was young, I would go after whoever I liked. Even if there is no good result in the future, you will not regret it when you think back to the beginning. What's more, Lang Ruoxian is not that kind of person. I love you, it hurts you and Gun Gun to the bone."

"I know." Yan Hua never doubted Lang Ruoxian, but she wasn't active enough in her relationship.

Fei Ying came closer: "Are you admitting that you like him too?"

"I admit it." Yan Hua shrugged, "I admitted it a long time ago."

"My brother-in-law's loss to Lang Ruoxian is also considered convinced." Fei Ying just said, and Chen Hong glared at her, "Don't talk like you are Fei Shan, he won't feel convinced!"

Fei Ying fell on Yan Hua, Yan Hua hugged her and the two of them pushed and shoved, Chen Hong suddenly turned on her phone.

"I have something about the Qiang flute here."

"Qiang flute?" Fei Ying recalled it for a while, and immediately remembered that it was the woman who had a close relationship with Lang Ruoxian.

Yan Hua was also a little surprised: "Why do you..."

"It's a coincidence." Chen Hong said, "A friend of mine likes her paintings very much, and has bought several copies. He and Qiangdi are considered acquaintances, and they have had dinner twice."

On the phone is an oil painting, portraits of people, they all know the person who painted it, it is Lang Ruoxian.

"Is this abstract art?" Fei Ying tilted her head and looked, "Why do you have two faces?"

Chen Hong reminded her: "Look carefully at these two faces."

"It's the same!" Fei Shan looked again, "They are all Lang Ruoxian, she really likes Lang Ruoxian, so she painted them all."

The face in the painting is obviously Lang Ruoxian's face, but it is just two overlapping faces.

"There is a tear mole on one of the faces." Yan Hua said suddenly, and her expression seemed to mean that it was so.

Fei Ying let out a snort, and finally found that there was a red droplet-shaped thing under the eyes of a face.

"What do you think this is?" she asked Yan Hua.

Yan Hua stared at the phone screen: "Tear mole, the red mole that grows under the corner of the eye is called tear mole, very few people have this."

"That's strange, why does Lang Ruoxian have a tear mole on his face?" Fei Shan asked, "He didn't grow such a thing."

Chen Hong looked at Yan Hua: "Do you know something?"

"I guessed it too." Yan Hua smiled, "But it's about Lang Ruoxian, so it's not convenient for me to say."

Chen Hong nodded: "It's good that you know it in your heart."

"No? What?" Fei Ying quit, "Am I the only one who doesn't know that you both know? Tell me quickly!"

"I don't know either..." Chen Hong pinched her face, "Didn't you hear Yan Hua say that it's Lang Ruoxian's private matter? We shouldn't care about it, what's so important about curiosity?"

Fei Ying curled her lips: "Then this Qiangdi likes Lang Ruoxian anyway, otherwise why would you draw him?"

"Didn't you know this a long time ago?" Yan Hua stuffed a strawberry into her mouth, "Okay, let's talk about the New Year? How are you going to arrange this year?"

Chen Hong glanced at him: "I'll stay in City G. If you and Gun Gun don't go out, let's live together!"

"Sister Hong, are you because of Brother Li Yi?" Fei Ying smiled meanly, "Where have you two gotten? Did you promise him?"

"He's beautiful!" Chen Hong put her hands on her hips, "Where are you going, let's take it easy!" Looking at the son who was wiping Xiao Jiu'er's mouth not far away, Chen Hong looked proud, "The main reason is that I think he It’s really good for Minshi, that’s what matters.”

Yan Hua and Fei Ying nodded. They both thought that Li Yi was a good person and was sincere to Ming Xi and Chen Hong.

"We're going to America." Fei Ying said, "A relative is getting married."

So Yan Hua made an appointment with Chen Hong, and the two of them would be together during the Chinese New Year.When Lang Ruoxian came back at night, he found that Yan Hua looked at him strangely...

"What's the matter?" Holding him into his arms, his eyes were so gentle that water dripped out.

Yan Hua didn't hide it from him, and told about Qiang Di's painting, and finally said: "So your old friend belongs to the second family, he seems to be called Lang Zeyu, right?"

"..." Lang Ruoxian's demeanor changed quickly.

First frowning, then helplessness, finally sighed: "Well, Qiang Di is Lang Zeyu's girlfriend, they grew up in an orphanage, childhood sweethearts."

"So she has empathy for you?" Yan Hua could understand.

The person I like is gone, and there is someone who looks exactly the same, and it is easy to regard this person as the one who is not there.

"It can't be called empathy." Lang Ruoxian denied, "When she looks at me, she is actually looking at another person."

Yan Hua thought for a while: "Then she is in great pain."

Knowing that this person is not my lover, but I want to remember my love through this identical face, and live in the memory forever.It's no wonder that Qiangdi's attitude towards her is always so strange...

"It's an instinctive reaction." Yan Hua said, "Without my existence, there would be no one else in your world. And she doesn't have one either. From her point of view, the two of you are dependent on each other, but suddenly you have someone else."

"I know she can't accept it." Lang Ruoxian kissed the corner of Yan Hua's mouth, "But I can't bury my love in it just because she doesn't accept it, and if she wants to live in the memories."

"She must face the reality and get out of her memories." Lang Ruoxian was decisive, "Otherwise, the only way to go is destruction."

Yan Hua's eyes flickered: "Do you want me to help her? Want me to be friends with her?"

"No." Lang Ruoxian pressed the little woman's forehead, "This has nothing to do with you. When we meet again next time, I will formally introduce you to each other and explain it clearly to her."

Yan Wei felt that Lang Ruoxian hadn't finished talking about the Qiang flute, but since he didn't talk about it, he probably didn't want him to know.So Yan Hua didn't ask, and when the Chinese New Year was only a week away, Lang Qin, who was far away in France, called and said that he would come back for the Chinese New Year.

"Fourth uncle wants to come back to see grandpa." Lang Ruoxian told Yan Hua.

Yan Hua felt that she should also visit the doctor: "There's still Gun Gun. A few days ago, the old man said that he didn't want him to go to the hospital. I don't think he's so delicate."

"Okay, if you have nothing to do in the afternoon, I will take you there."

Gun Gun hasn't seen Lang Cha for half a year, and he's been shrieking all the way when he knows he's going to see his grandpa.

"Why is grandpa living in the hospital?"

"Did you get sick because you didn't eat radishes?"

"Mom, did you bring carrots to grandpa?"

"If grandpa doesn't taste good, I'll train him!"

"..."

But when he got to the hospital and saw Lang Cha lying on the hospital bed, the little guy didn't say a word, and tugged on the old man's sleeve tearfully.

"Great-grandfather is fine!" Lang Cha knew that he was frightened, and rubbed his rolling head, "Look, isn't this still talking? And if you don't come, great-grandfather will leave the hospital to see you immediately."

Gun Gun looked at Yan Wei, Yan Wei nodded: "Grandpa is fine, didn't Gun Gun bring a gift for Grandpa?"

"Grandpa, I drew this in kindergarten, look..."

The old and the young were whispering next to each other.

"What did the doctor say?" Yan Hua walked to the door and whispered to Lang Ruoxian.

"We still have to rest." Lang Ruoxian asked her, "What do you think, how about letting grandpa and uncle live in France for a while?"

Yan Hua opened her mouth and paused before saying, "The old man must be willing to go."

"I'll go talk to him."

I don't know what Lang Ruoxian said, but Lang Cha agreed.When Yan Hua took Gun Gun to the bathroom, Lang Cha looked at Lang Ruoxian solemnly.

"There are some things I need you to do."

Lang Ruoxian covered his eyes: "Grandpa, tell me."

In the manor [-] kilometers away from G city, the housekeeper was very excited when he saw Lang Li trembling being helped downstairs.

"Master! You can go!"

Lang Li seemed to be struggling, and smiled at him: "Yes, I found that my legs have strength this morning, but I still need someone to support them."

"Great! I'll tell the master right away, maybe the old man will recover from his illness when he is happy!"

Returning to the room, he helped his nurse close the door.

"Sir, according to your plan, the old man found the descendant of that Chinese medicine practitioner, and he will bring it to City G tomorrow."

The new nurse is his own. Lang Li asked with confidence: "How is the contact with the foreign hospital?"

"I've already found that doctor, but he has a patient in his hands now, and it will take a year before he can treat you. We have already arranged it. You can just fly there in March."