Brat, I'm your mommy!

Chapter 158

Gu Yanqing glanced at her, but Mai Yingxi could only look away embarrassingly. He was very considerate and didn't ask, but he was a little displeased, or rather, disappointed.

"I'll peel an apple for you." He sat down, opened the net bag, picked out the reddest and freshest one, and began to peel her very carefully. His movements were very gentle, his slender fingers were nimble and delicate, gentle and handsome The man with lowered eyebrows is calm, even just looking at it, it is a pleasing painting, Mai Yingxi apologizes in her heart, and wants to say it several times, how is it her own business, she will definitely not hide it from Gu Yanqing, she can It is said that she knows everything and speaks endlessly, but now, these things involve Lei Haotian and Jia Ye, so she can only remain silent.

And Mai Yingxi also understood that her silence at this moment would leave hard marks in Gu Yanqing's heart.

"Yanqing..." She finally couldn't bear it and called out to him.

Gu Yanqing raised her head and smiled, "What's wrong?"

"You're so kind." She sighed involuntarily, "I was thinking, what kind of shit luck did I have in my previous life to meet you."

In fact, she already has Gu Yanqing, who is so outstanding, considerate, and patient, what more could she ask for?

"Don't talk stupid things, we'll go back to City B when you're in better health and finish what you have to do." Gu Yanqing reached out and touched her head, and said, "You can't be absent from class for too long, turn around If you can't graduate, I won't let you join my company as a boss."

Mai Yingxi blushed and stopped talking.

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Gu Yanqing sat with her for another afternoon, and Mai Yingxi tried to persuade him to go back several times, but he was determined to stay here with her, and Mai Yingxi couldn't help him, but her heart was not unsweet of.

Later, when the visiting time was over, a nurse came to urge her, and Gu Yanqing left.Her condition has stabilized, she doesn't need to stay with her overnight, and it's inconvenient for Gu Yanqing to stay any longer.

Before leaving, he checked Mai Yingxi's cell phone very carefully, and repeatedly told him, "Be sure to keep the phone turned on and pay attention to charging, you know?" Seeing Mai Yingxi nodding like a chick , he finally left. After Gu Yanqing left, the fat nurse came over and said enviously to Mai Yingxi: "Your boyfriend is so kind, are all orientals so considerate? I also want to find an oriental ...not to mention so handsome."

Mai Yingxi's vanity was greatly satisfied, and her heart was even more warm.

She seems to have accidentally got a treasure?

After finally waiting for Gu Yanqing and the sighing nurse to leave, it was getting late, Mai Yingxi moved the pillow up, opened the letter that Jia Ye handed over from the bed, unfolded the letter, But it is not the usual print, but the authentic running script written in black pen, a very standardized and beautiful font. I must have practiced a brush when I was a child.

She took a quick glance at the signature, two very familiar words, Hao Tian.

Lei Haotian's personal letter.

Mai Yingxi felt her heart twitch, and for some reason, her eyes became a little hot.

The beginning is also two words.

Yingxi.

The time on the letter was a week ago, that is, the day Lei Haotian flew to California. At that time, he didn't know that she would suddenly appear in California, let alone that he and her would meet again. So, it's just a last resort.

……

"Yingxi:
well.

At this time, the plane should have reached an altitude of [-] meters. Just passing through the clouds, I suddenly remembered my childhood memories. At that time, I always thought that the white clouds were cotton candy. Come in at one o'clock, it should be softer and sweeter than the marshmallows on the ground. At that time, my mother coaxed me, saying that the marshmallows in the sky can only be eaten by the people in the sky. No marshmallows to eat.

At that time, I believed her words. Thinking about it, I was probably only three or four years old. Three or four-year-old children are so easy to be deceived.For example, every time she cries, I ask her, are you crying?She always shakes her head, smiles, and says, "No, baby, I'm not crying."

I still believe her words, I thought she didn't cry, I thought she was having a good time, but she died, and left me in the simplest and most decisive way, to a place with a lot of marshmallows and no tears place to go.

After she passed away, I asked her several times in front of her grave: Are the marshmallows in heaven delicious?
I would love to try it too.

Jumping off the plane, falling into the endless white clouds, falling into the cotton candy dream of childhood, never waking up again.But I still don't have her courage, I am nostalgic for the world of mortals, even if the world of mortals is so boring.

By the way, she is a musician and plays the violin. If you know a lot about the marriage proposal industry, you may have heard of her name.

She is a genius.

Genius like you.

That day, when you played in the bar, I seemed to see her shadow in you, but you are two completely different people, she is always sad, and you, even standing alone on the stage, still have The smell of sunshine hits from all directions.I am nostalgic for your warmth, that ray of sunshine, from that deep hell, from the deep red memory, save me. "


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