After Getting Engaged To Mr. Shen

Thinking about it, Ming Qianye was silent for a while. After thinking about it, he couldn't help raising his head to look at Shen Tinglan. The cold voice came, those words were straightforward and straightforward——

Senior, do you also think I'm tough?

Hearing this, Ji Yanxi, who had been eating secretly, trying to reduce her sense of existence so as not to disturb the children's chat, her sharp eyes lit up instantly, and those eyes immediately became meaningful.

He looked at Ming Qianye and then at Shen Tinglan. He was really curious about the children's conversation!

Shen Tinglan didn't expect that Ming Xiaoye would ask such a question, her hands paused, and her unfathomable eyes met her starry eyes for a long time, as if she could catch something, the prawn in her hand Putting it on the plate in front of her, the deep and peaceful voice is very soothing——

If you're so thin, with this physique, what's so tough?

Ming Qianye listened, and subconsciously looked at his slender arms...

Right, she doesn't look tough at all.

However, at this moment, the old lady thought of what Tang Feng had described to her, the scene of vigorously hugging her eldest grandson and rushing so far to the hospital...

Forgive her, she really couldn't help it, she couldn't restrain that smile at all.

She quickly lowered her head, closed her eyes, and tried her best to hold back a smile.

Ming Qianye then lowered his head, continued to eat, pondered for a while, and felt that he should ask a different question, so he said, Senior, what I mean is, do you think I am strong?

Don't be aggressive, let's eat.

With just one look from him, she can obediently press his paw back on her head, what strength can there be?

Ming Qianye: ...

Senior, I'm really discussing with you.

Ming Qianye said seriously.

Only then did Shen Tinglan frowned slightly, staring at her with deep eyes, and said coldly, Who said you were strong?

Ming Qianye's heart tightened for a moment, then he took a breath and shook his head hastily.

Mu Ziyi? You are so weak that you blame others for being strong?

Shen Tinglan sneered disdainfully, and urged her to eat quickly.

Ming Qianye was startled, originally wanted to explain that it wasn't the same thing, but now...

Forget it, there is no need to explain it, it doesn't make any sense.

Everyone was quite satisfied with one meal of dinner, especially Ming Qianye, she was full again!

After dinner, Shen Tinglan felt very helpless looking at her stroking her belly with a heavy face, so she asked Sister Wang to bring her some Jianwei Xiaoshi tablets.

The old lady consciously took Yuan Bao out for a walk, leaving space for the two of them.

The two took a walk in the front yard as usual, enjoying the stars...

They didn't walk too fast, the figures of the two on the ground were elongated by the dim street lights, and there was soft and beautiful piano music playing in the yard, listening to it, it seemed to be quite suitable for the occasion...

Ming Qianye stretched out his arms while walking, and suddenly raised his head to look at the night sky above his head.

The sky is full of stars, the night sky is clear, and the stars are shining and charming.

Senior, the starry sky tonight is so beautiful...It's so vast and empty...

Hearing this, Shen Tinglan beside her turned her gaze away, looked at her, saw that she was looking up at the starry sky, and then followed her gaze.

Starry, the night sky is very mysterious and charming.

Well, it looks beautiful, but each of these stars has its own story.

Shen Tinglan said lightly.

Ming Qianye nodded lightly, and smiled calmly, Senior is always so transparent, he can always easily see the essence through phenomena. Many of these stars have gradually become white dwarfs after a long process. In fact, these stars Nor can it be permanent. When their energy is exhausted, the entire star will slowly cool down, crystallize, and finally die slowly, becoming a white dwarf, a black dwarf... Sometimes, when you think about it, you will feel that this is a tragic the process of……

I remember that before, my mentor told me that in fact, many people who have a deep understanding of astronomy will feel more or less pessimistic because of such boundless pursuit and exploration.

After she said this, he suddenly reached out and touched her head, and said in a deep voice, Well, it's good that we can have a little more smoke and dust. Ming Xiaoye, you are in this state, and the senior thinks it is very good.

So, I was not good before?

Ming Qianye asked subconsciously.

However, when she asked this question, she seemed to think of something, and her starry eyes dimmed...

She remembered that autumn, when Lou Manshu died in the line of duty——

At that time, the wind was very strong, and both sides of the avenue leading to the Martyrs Cemetery were covered with yellow sycamore leaves everywhere. In the bleak autumn wind, the thick layer of yellow sycamore leaves on the ground fluttered and fluttered, as if they wanted to forcefully retain Seems like something.

That road is very long, as if it leads to a distant and unknown time and space, and it will never end.

That sonorous and sassy woman, who taught her to be an independent and strong mother, left her without warning.

Not even a chance to say goodbye.

She stayed in front of Lou Manshu's tombstone for one night. After returning, her grandfather also left one after another. Gradually, she felt a little sick in her heart.

She didn't know that the world was so big, how could she be accommodated, and she who had nothing in the first place suddenly became even more destitute...

During that time, it was actually quite difficult, but even so, she also knew that if something happened to her, she should be treated.

Not to be cynical, her mother was an honored martyr.

Therefore, it was also from that time that she began to study psychology by herself. She wanted to heal herself and complete her own redemption.

Thinking of this, Ming Qianye suddenly took a deep breath, Senior, I'm actually quite afraid that I will become a bad boy. If at that time, it wasn't my teacher, but also the senior, I might really become a bad boy... ...

Hearing this, Shen Tinglan stopped for a while, looked at her, saw her rare sad face, immediately gave a low laugh, and suddenly reached out to wrap her arms around her thin shoulders, and said gently, You won't , a person who strives hard to win a scholarship every year, even sends back an extra two yuan to the old lady who sells vegetables for a miscalculation, and is so anxious that he can't find anyone, how can he be a bad boy?

As soon as these words came out, Ming Qianye stared at him with staring eyes wide open——

No way...Senior, you also know this? Are you following me? How can you do this?

Only then did Shen Tinglan curl her fingers and tap her on the head lightly, Because the senior is worried about you...

Ming Qianye looked at him and said, It's enough for the senior to care about himself, I'm fine. You and my teacher are good people, maybe he thought he just did a small thing at that time, but he didn't know, In fact, he saved a person...