Li Shao's Hidden Wife

Qiao Yiman thought that he had a good skill.

I still learned from my grandma.

Use wool to hook all kinds of small dolls. In the past, grandma used to hook that kind of gadgets to sell, and she could also hook cotton slippers.

I can wear a pair in winter, very warm.

So she smiled and agreed: "Yes! Can I change the same painting?"

Li Jinghe observed the changes in her expression, from the original tangled to the later confident.

He was actually quite curious about what she thought of.

"Yes." He nodded.

"Then... I have to take it back first." Qiao Yiman seemed to be afraid that he would go back on his word, so she wanted to take it away first.

But he was afraid that Li Jinghe would not agree, so he looked at him cautiously.

"Ah."

Li Jinghe should have seen her small thoughts, but he didn't expose her.

After saying this, the two suddenly fell into a brief silence.

Qiao Yiman felt a sense of urgency, afraid that Li Jinghe would let her go immediately.

But she really didn't want to go.

She was trying to find something to talk about.His eyes wandered all over the place.I just dare not look at Li Jinghe.

With Li Jinghe's sharp eyes, how could he fail to see her little thoughts.

But, maybe seeing her sad expression just now, he couldn't say the words to drive her away again.

He thought, anyway, he'd said it once, let her go.

Qiao Yiman didn't know that Li Jinghe was thinking about this, she was racking her brains to think of topics, let alone, she really found it.

She asked again with anticipation in her eyes: "Mr. Li, will you go out to draw again?"

Li Jinghe didn't know why she would ask such a question.

But I still told her: "I might go tomorrow morning."

He is also not sure, and his thoughts are changing at any time. Now that he is back here, he will not force himself to do anything.

"Then...can I go and have a look? Just treat me as a passerby, a plant is fine, I promise not to talk or disturb you!" Qiao Yiman raised his hand and made an oath, solemnly assuring Li Jinghe.

Li Jinghe frowned slightly, and said for a long time, but didn't say he wanted to leave.

He was helpless for a while.

"Mr. Li, just let me stay? I will definitely not disturb you, and I will minimize my presence."

Qiao Yiman begged again.

Li Jinghe didn't agree, but he didn't say any words of refusal either. Instead, he bypassed her and walked into the room.

Click, Qiao Yiman heard the sound of locking.

She looked at the closed door and bit her lip, feeling a little disappointed, but she was not discouraged.

Qiao Yiman comforted herself, Mr. Li didn't let her go directly, so... he should let her stay by default, right?

With that in mind, she came to the balcony.

See the scenery outside from here.

Only then did I find that the view here is good, there are not so many trees blocking the view, and you can see the farmland in the distance. The rain seems to have stopped, but there is still a thin layer of fog.

The air was good, she took two deep breaths, and felt refreshed.

After standing for a while, she came in again and looked at the framed pictures on the cabinet.

Mostly landscape paintings.

She saw that there was a signature.There are three words written on it: Yu Wanqing.

Could it be Li Jinghe's mother's name?
She repeated the name twice, and it always felt familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had heard the name before.

Qiao Yiman finished reading a few paintings, and I have to say that they are really beautiful and full of artistic conception.

Li Jinghe should have gotten his mother's true biography.Also very talented.

She lowered her eyes, her eyes suddenly dimmed.

How nice it would be if Li Jinghe lived with his mother all the time?

Qiao Yiman came to the sofa and sat down, feeling very comfortable with the wind blowing in.

In such an afternoon, you should not think about anything, have a good sleep, and temporarily forget those anxieties and troubles.

She used her schoolbag as a pillow and lay on the sofa.

Since meeting Lu Jiadong, she has had a bad day every day, and whenever she is free, she suffers very much.

I couldn't sleep well at night, and I became anxious for no reason.

Sometimes she really wanted to temporarily forget who she was.

Qiao Yiman closed his eyes, his eye sockets a little sore.

In the room, Li Jinghe wanted to take a nap.

He was lying on a plank bed, yes, it was the same as the plank bed in Qiao Yiman's country room.

Li Jinghe thought, when he wakes up, the little girl should leave consciously, right?

Let's go, he was supposed to be alone.

But when he closed his eyes, the sad and disappointed look of that little girl just now appeared in his mind.

Li Jinghe couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.

Why are you more and more influenced by her now?
He did not want to accept this fact.

He barely slept last night, and now his insomnia is getting worse.

I don't know how long this state can last.

Two hours later, Li Jinghe came out of the room. He was going to go out for a walk after the rain stopped.

When he was about to open the door, a little nervousness surged in his heart inexplicably.

He thought, that little girl should leave, right?

If she still clings, he... will leave her alone.

After waking up from sleep, Li Jinghe seemed relieved.

Squeak, the door opens.

When Li Jinghe came out, he realized that the room was empty.No one seemed to come.

That little girl really left.

This time he was obedient.

This was originally what he asked for, and the little girl did so.But at this moment, he didn't relax much.

On the contrary, it inexplicably adds a touch of loss.

Li Jinghe tried his best to dispel that sense of loss.

He should get used to being alone.

Li Jinghe poured himself half a glass of water and glanced outside.It was dark again.

It was gray and it looked like it was going to rain again.

It also made him feel bad.

He took an umbrella, changed his water shoes, and went out again.

Li Jinghe walked aimlessly around.

It's the road he walked with his mother before.

The rain suddenly dripped down.In an instant, it turned into a drifting rain.

The rain was heavy, so he ignored it and continued walking.

There are many distant conversations in my mind.

"Jing He, what do you want to do when you grow up?" A very gentle voice asked.

"Same as mother." The young boy's voice was still a little immature.

"Okay, whatever Jing He wants to do, my mother will support it."

"As long as you are healthy and don't get sick." There was a faint smile in her tone, which inexplicably calmed people down.

There was always a melancholy in her eyes.

He has been very puzzled, what is she worrying about?
By the time he understood, it was too late.

It was raining heavily, and Li Jinghe walked outside for more than an hour. He didn't know where he was going, and there was no pedestrian on the narrow village road.

Before he knew it, he came to a large terrace.

The rain washed the countertop over and over again, perhaps because no one came for too long, and a lot of moss had grown on it at this moment.

This place is an important place to him.

At that time, when he was in a bad mood, he would come here alone. He thought he had forgotten it.

But following the feeling, I was able to find the place accurately.

While he was in a trance, a familiar exclamation suddenly came from not far behind.