The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 182 I'm Dead, Just Forget About Me (1)
"Don't be afraid, Dad won't force you."

Joe's father was staring at her, and everyone in the room was staring at her.

Qiao Wan's head turned white with a "kuang", and she met Fu Tianlang's eyes in confusion, and now he was also staring at her for a moment, although the lines on his face were still cold and expressionless, but The clenched fists and heaving chest still revealed his emotions at the moment.

Qiao Wan was stunned for a moment.

The longer she thought about it, the deeper his gaze became, and his thin lips were pursed tightly. Because of her hesitation, his eyes lowered and even flashed a hurt look.

Such a proud person, now kneeling on the ground for her, bowed his knees.

Seeing her hesitate, Father Qiao was also anxious. He had originally planned to let Fu Tianlang marry him and keep a boy for the Qiao family. Who would have thought that the second daughter would get in touch with the colorful world outside, and she would become wild and look down on her. If If the third daughter refuses to agree, won't he brag about his son-in-law who has been brought up so hard?

Qiao Wan leaned against the door, subconsciously scratching the wooden frame with her short nails.

Qiao's father's anxious expression, Qiao's mother's forbearing expression, Qiao Min, Qiao Li...these people stared at her eagerly asking for an answer...

Qiao Guan was in a mess, and scratched the edge of the wooden frame again, noticing Fu Tianlang's terrifyingly dark eyes, he couldn't bear to refuse after all.

Then, after waiting for a century, she finally nodded slowly, with a small amount, but it made his eyes soften instantly.

In the evening, Father Qiao called Fu Tianlang into the room, and Mother Qiao was also sitting in the room, quietly watching the two of them chatting side by side.

"Ah Lang, Uncle Qiao has watched you grow up, and we two elders have also noticed how you treat Wanwan these past few years..."

Fu Tianlang remained silent.

Qiao's father continued: "Uncle Qiao is not young anymore, and he is counting on the two of you to carry on the family line of our old Qiao family, so we have made a promise first, no matter how many children you have in the future, whether they are male or female, they will all have the surname Qiao."

Fu Tianlang nodded silently, he didn't need offspring, he only wanted Qiao Wan.

Qiao's father stared at him anxiously, but in fact he didn't know what to do, so he simply found a blank piece of paper and asked him to write down the receipt and press his fingerprints, and he was relieved.

But in the end, I still couldn't hold back, and added another sentence: "This place is no better than the countryside. Before Wanwan graduates, you are not allowed to force her."

Fu Tianlang nodded firmly.

The night in early autumn was not too cold, Qiao Wan stayed alone in the ward and took a nap after eating.

After this sleep, she seemed to have had a very long dream.

In my dream, I seem to have returned to that not-so-developed place, with dirty roads, shops lined up from the street to the end of the street, and occasionally there are junkmen pulling tricycles and yelling on the road.

There is also the bluestone staircase to go home, stretching all the way towards the golden sunset.

A car fished out of the river, a funeral with suona blowing, and an old grave overgrown with weeds.

Qiao Guan raised his head in his dream. It had been raining for a few days, and large black clouds were entrenched on the top. The blackness seemed to squeeze the sky open.

She suddenly recognized this place, a new grave suddenly appeared among a pile of old graves, her photo was pasted on the marble tombstone, she was still tied with two black braids, and she had a sweet smile.

The cool wind blew past his nostrils, and his ears were like moths flapping their wings. The "buzzing" noise made Qiao Wan wake up in an instant.

She wiped off the fine sweat from her forehead, looked around, she was still in the ward, and it was already bright outside.

She sat up, pursed her lips and remained silent for a long time.

At this time Fu Tianlang pushed open the door, holding a bowl of porridge in his hand, and carefully brought it in for her.

Qiao Wan stared at him for a long time, closed his eyes and didn't feel like eating.

"Drink some porridge." The figure beside her was very close, almost close to her ear.

"Oh."

She silently took the spoon and ate every mouthful, while he stood by the side and waited until Qiao Wan finished eating, then began to clean up.

Qiao Guan stared at his back, her eyes gradually dimmed, and her heart became more and more heavy. Thinking of all kinds of past lives, her voice trembled slightly: "Brother Lang, if one day I die... just forget about me, and find a good friend in the future." My girl, live a good life."

With his back facing her, he froze, stopped, and turned around very slowly: "Why do you say that?"

Qiao Wan was startled, and looked back at him blankly.

He came over, bent slightly, held her shoulder and said, "You will be fine."

He stared at her with dark eyes for a long time, then lifted her small jaw and kissed her.

Pulling away quickly, he repeated: "I won't let anything happen to you."

Qiao Wan was stunned, and sat stiffly on the spot, motionless.

The sky was getting brighter, and the warm sunlight came in through the window, covering the figures of the two of them, making everything warm and harmonious.

With his clear eyes half down, he leaned over and kissed her again, his attitude towards her was as cautious as pearls and jades.

Qiao Wan's head was blurred again, and after thinking for a long time, he finally managed to say: "I didn't brush my teeth."

He seemed to pause for a moment, and then he responded to her by holding her face in both hands, and gently deepening the kiss, kissing, kissing, without stopping...

The next day, when Qiao Wan was finally able to walk freely on the ground, Qiao's mother handled the discharge procedures for her.

The weather was fine that day, with blue sky and white clouds curling up.

Fu Tianlang didn't go to work, so he packed her luggage by himself.

Taking advantage of no one staying with her, Qiao Wan stuffed the unused baby incense into her small bag.

When she walked out of the ward, the hand hanging by her side was suddenly held by someone. She slowly raised her head and saw that it was Fu Tianlang.

Just in time for Qiao's mother to be discharged from the hospital this day, the two elder sisters in the family were by her side, but now in public, he openly led her...

Qiao Guan's face turned red, and the palms of his hands began to sweat.

It seems that since the relationship between the two was confirmed, his intimacy with her has been rising steadily, and he no longer hides it, just like someone who has already recognized her, and began to show a different kind of possessiveness.

Qiao Wan wasn't used to it, but he didn't break free, so he let him lead him out of the main entrance of the hospital.

(End of this chapter)