Nie Shao's runaway ex-wife

Nie Canghao came to Reg to find his wife.

Reg stopped him and said, "An Ran is having dinner with Jerry."

Nie Canghao thought he heard it wrong: "What?"

"Jianlis' sick seedling went on a hunger strike, and An Ran was very good at coaxing him to start eating." Reg explained. "Don't bother me now."

Nie Canghao narrowed his eyes, and his tone became a little dangerous: "Shall I go in and disturb them?"

Reg didn't have the slightest sense of self-consciousness, and he was even confident: "Go in now, and Jerry will be so frightened that he can't breathe when he suddenly sees a stranger. He has to spit out what he has eaten so hard."

"Damn, is this kid a piece of paper! Seeing someone makes me vomit!" Nie Canghao felt a little ridiculous.

"Who knows how Heidi and Edwin gave birth to such a superb thing." Reg sneered, mockingly said: "It may be that they have done too much evil!"

Long Jun and Zhu Hong have been tired of being in the bedroom, almost forgetting what the world is.

After the couple finished making out, he still hugged her insatiably.

Zhu Hong looked at the moving head, her cheeks were as red as a cloud, and said with a sneer, "Now Xiao Qiusheng can't even eat it, it's cheaper for you..."

Long Jun remembered something, raised his head and said, "During dinner in the morning, I seemed to vaguely heard Reg say that Young Master Nie went back to China to pick up his wife last night."

Zhu Hong was taken aback, completely unaware of this happening. "How is that possible? Young Master Nie brought An Ran here, what should Xiao Yu do?"

After calculating the time, Long Jun pushed Zhu Hong away and got up to get dressed.

Before Zhu Hong could ask any more questions, he had already opened the door and went out.

An Ran ate with Jerry, but the food they ate was different.

Jerry's spleen and stomach are very weak, he can only eat semi-liquid and digestible food, and he eats very slowly.

He must not be frightened while eating, otherwise he will choke and may even induce epilepsy and asthma.

Today, with An Ran's company, Jerry ate a lot, and even ate half an apple and a small piece of cake.

This is one of the few solid foods he eats.

"You eat so little!" An Ran looked at him in surprise, and asked him, "Are you losing weight?"

Gilles shook his head and said, "Not hungry."

He never seems to be hungry.

Because this meal was a bit too much, his stomach was not feeling well, so he stretched out his hand and pressed it gently.

"Get up and take a walk! Lying on the sofa after eating is not good for digestion." An Ran suggested.

Giles shook his head and said, "I don't have the strength."

"Let me help you." An Ran gently supported him, as if holding a fragile porcelain doll.

Giles finally stood up, but his legs were shaking.

Seeing his precarious appearance, An Ran didn't dare to let go, for fear that he would fall. "I'll walk with you."

"But I walk very slowly." Jerry was a little inferior, he was always worried about causing trouble to others.

"I have nothing to do, I can walk slowly with you." An Ran pointed to the French windows with the curtains drawn, and encouraged: "There is a sycamore tree outside the window, do you want to see it?"

Although it's not a good season to watch the sycamore trees, Jerry still nodded.

With An Ran's support and company, he slowly walked over.

From the sofa to the floor-to-ceiling windows, there is a distance of more than ten meters, but he has overcome the hardship of trekking through mountains and rivers.

There were beads of sweat on An Ran's forehead.God, this boy is so weak!

After finally reaching the French window, Jerry was panting heavily, while reaching out his hand to fumble in his pocket.

"What are you looking for? Let me help you." An Ran kindly helped him out of his pocket, and there were actually two bottles of medicine. "Which one do you want to eat?"

Giles took the asthma spray and sprayed it into his throat twice, and his breathing gradually stabilized.

safely:"……"

Just walking from the sofa to the window, he was so tired that his asthma relapsed?

"I'm sorry, my throat is a bit dry, and coughing may make me vomit." Giles didn't want to cause trouble for others, but his body was too weak.

An Ran asked him: "If I let go, will you be able to stand firm?"

"I can hold on to this hanger." James stretched out his slender arms, panting while leaning against the solid wooden hanger.

An Ran hurriedly fetched warm water for him, and handed it to his mouth.

Giles took two sips and felt that his throat was not so dry. "Thank you for the trouble."

"No trouble, you don't have to be so polite." An Ran put down the cup, and stretched out her hand to open the curtain.

Who would have thought that this unusual action would shock Jerry, and he squatted down covering his eyes with a cry.

Opening the heavy curtains, the bright light from outside finally let An Ran discover another problem of Jerry's - he is an albino!

The eyes of people with albinism can't stand the strong sunlight, no wonder the light in this room is so dim.

"I'm sorry!" An Ran hurriedly pulled the curtain back again.

She turned around and found the sunglasses, helped him put them on, and helped him up.

Jerry was about to cry, but he didn't feel embarrassed to cry in front of the woman, so he bit his pale lips tightly.

"Wearing sunglasses, your eyes don't hurt so much, right?" An Ran asked softly.

Giles nodded, but didn't speak.

The sunglasses hid his teary eyes well, so it wasn't so embarrassing.

"Look, the leaves of the sycamore have turned yellow and become more beautiful!" An Ran pointed to the crown of the sycamore tree, which was half bald, and discussed with Jerry. "Do you think the leaves of sycamore trees are more beautiful when they are yellow, or the leaves of maple trees are more beautiful when they are yellow?"

Jerry thought about it for a while, and replied with a sob: "The phoenix tree is more beautiful."

In fact, he was wearing sunglasses, so he couldn't see the color clearly.However, he still made his own evaluation based on his poor memory.

"You are crying." An Ran looked at him carefully, but he was wearing sunglasses and couldn't see his eyes clearly.

"No-yes." Gilles was very strong, because he didn't want to be too embarrassed.

An Ran supported him to stand a little further away from the window, lest the bright sunlight burn his translucent white skin.

Standing out of the sun, Giles felt much better. "It's the longest I've been standing since I was caught."

safely:"……"

Did he just stand there for 2 minutes?

"Are you tired?" she asked.

Gilles shook his head and said firmly, "I can stand for another 2 minutes."

safely:"……"

Before she helped him back to the sofa, she closed the curtains.

Jerry took off his sunglasses and lowered his head in inferiority: "I always cause trouble for those around me."

"Don't be so sensitive, no one dislikes you, not to mention you didn't do it on purpose." An Ran helped him start the ten-meter journey from the floor-to-ceiling window to the sofa.

After finally walking back to the sofa, Jerry almost collapsed on the sofa, unable to move his fingers.

An Ran was dumbfounded: the boy's weakness was beyond her imagination.

Giles rested for a while, finally gathered some strength, and sat up again.

"I ate something at noon, and I feel a little stronger." He was slightly panting (tired), but fortunately, his asthma did not recur.

An Ran nodded and encouraged, "Your body will gradually get better."

"Really?" Gilles was still not very confident. "But my mother always thinks I'm useless."

"Your mother is not normal..." An Ran said here, thinking that scolding his father (mother) to his son is an old saying that is rude, so he swallowed back the latter words in time, and changed his words: "You are already very good, Speaking four languages, I couldn't do it."

Giles felt better, and said, "I can play the violin."

"Wow, what skills do you have?" An Ran's big eyes were full of curiosity.

Jerry thought about it for a long time, and then said: "I can still remember it, and I can sing."

Next, An Ran had something to do.

She sent someone to bring the violin for a while, and asked Jerry to play it live; then she handed him an opera for him to recite, and finally she listened to him sing an English song.

Jerry only played a piece of music, and he was too tired to hold the violin; and he was short of breath, and his singing was a bit scattered, but he insisted on finishing singing.

An Ran brought two glasses of freshly squeezed orange juice and asked him, "Do you drink orange juice?"

Giles was so tired that he was about to lie down, but at this moment he insisted on sitting up again.

It's just that he has exhausted all his strength playing the violin just now, and he can't hold the juice glass anymore.

An Ran put her own cup on the table next to her first, then helped Jerry carry the cup, and put the straw into his mouth.

"Gudong, Gudong, Gudong..." Jerry swallowed for the first time, but he didn't choke.

He drank for a while, then stopped to rest for a while, but still bit the straw.

An Ran looked a little funny.

She felt that he looked very similar to Xiaoyu when he was drinking milk powder, stopping to rest halfway and still biting the pacifier firmly, for fear that the other party would take the pacifier away.

Jerry drank half a glass of fresh orange juice, burped, and finally let go of the straw.

"Thank you, I haven't had such sweet orange juice for a long time." He said gratefully.

An Ran picked up her glass of orange juice, drank it slowly through a straw, and chatted with him: "I feel that your complexion is much better."

Giles blushed slightly, a little embarrassed: "Thank you for always praising me."

In the past by his mother's side, he was always accused and disgusted, which made him feel very depressed.But apart from the mother, no one else dared to talk to him at all.

Because he is too fragile!

If he had any physical problems, his mother would blame the person responsible for taking care of him.This made the servants and doctors very nervous, for fear that if they said one more word to him, they would cause a catastrophe.

"My name is Jerry, what's your name?" Jerry asked the woman in front of him bravely.

An Ran smiled, holding the orange juice glass in one hand, and stretched out the other generously: "My name is An Ran, nice to meet you, Jerry!"

Jerry hesitated for a moment, then gently held her hand, and asked in a low voice, "Can we be friends?"

"Well, of course." An Ran looked at him carefully and said, "We can be friends for years."

"Forgotten friendship?" Jerry was a little surprised, "I've passed my 25th birthday, how old are you?"

He didn't think that the age gap between the two of them was so big that they "forgot their friendship". Could it be that this woman was about the same age as his mother?

An Ran was surprised: "Are you 25 years old?"

She thought he was 15 years old!

Under An Ran's surprised gaze, Jennis cursed a little: "I may be too thin, I don't look like 25 years old."

An Ran comforted him: "You don't show your age, you look... seventeen or eighteen."

Giles is still sad: "I don't look like an adult anyway."

"I looked carefully, and I think you look like 20 years old." An Ran seemed to have made a lot of determination before she said this number.

Gilles looked at his thin arms and wrists, and sighed. "My mother dislikes that I am not as tall as a woman, and it is too useless to dislike me."

"But I'm a woman!" An Ran blinked her big eyes and reminded him: "When I accompanied you to the window just now, I found that you are much taller than me."

Fortunately, she felt inconvenient to fly, so she didn't wear high heels.

Giles raised his silver eyes and looked at her for a long time. "How tall are you?"

"I'm 1.6 meters five, and I have never felt inferior to my height since I was a child. No one around me dislikes me for being short." An Ran continued to cheer him up. "You're half a head taller than me!"

Jerry is still a little unconfident: "But, I am 1.7 meters tall, and my mother is 1.7 meters five. She always dislikes me for being inferior to her. My father is 1.7 meters tall, and my mother calls him a dwarf all the time..."

"Your mother... It's not that I'm talking about her, I always think she's not normal. So, her aesthetics may not be normal." An Ran tried her best to tactfully persuade him not to always talk about his mother's words. "You are already an adult, you should have your own judgment."

After pondering for a long time, Jerry said to An Ran shyly, "I don't think you are short at all."

An Ran couldn't help laughing: "I don't think you are short either."

It was the first time that Jerry was affirmed, his face flushed strangely with excitement, and his nostrils fluttered a little bit.

Seeing this, An Ran was a little worried, and asked, "Are you okay?"

"Thank you, An Ran." Giles answered the question, and announced a little shyly: "I am very glad to meet you and make friends with you. Thank you for talking with me, thank you for encouraging me to praise me, today is my life happiest day ever."

An Ran couldn't help laughing: "How old are you! It's still early in life!"

It sounds scary to say what is the most important thing in your life right now.

What Janis listened to was obviously not on the same channel as what she said, and he emphasized again: "I'm 25 years old!"

He deliberately bit down on the number 25, and reminded her again - he is not a child!

"Oh," An Ran smiled and didn't speak again.

Looking at her warm and bright smile, Giles couldn't help but relax and yawned.

Before An Ran could say anything else, he saw him leaning on his arm, closing his eyes, and fell asleep.

An Ran was a little worried, and purposely leaned over to test his breath—he was still breathing!

But she was a little worried, so she called the doctor.

The doctor auscultated Jellis and diagnosed, "He just fell asleep."

An Ran helped him cover the blanket, and was about to leave.

Zhan Lisi suddenly opened his eyes, and asked in a daze, "An Ran, will you come to see me again?"