Chapter 94
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the new year's Eve that night spent in the Song family became one of Lin Yan's best memories.
She leaned on Song Yuhang's shoulder and knocked on the melon seeds. Listening to song's mother's stories about her childhood, she laughed in Song Yuhang's increasingly shy face.
Song's mother asked her again and again about her work and life. Lin Yan answered honestly, including her illness.
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the man picked up the mobile phone that fell on the ground: "officer song, the game begins."
Several people in black carried Ji Jingxing, who was paralyzed to the ground, into the car.
"Are you crazy?"
She yelled in the bathroom, startling the new comer from the opposite cubicle.
"Sister, sister?"
Her heart rose to her throat in an instant.
Before Song Yuhang could speak, he suddenly heard a cry of surprise coming from there, followed by the dull sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.
Ji Jingxing said as he ran downstairs, his voice was urgent and quick, and he was panting.
"Hello, Yuhang, do you know where mom took Xiaowei? I can't get through. There's no one at home. I've asked all over the neighborhood, but no one has seen me... "
She wanted to call the kidnapper back, and the phone rang again. It was Ji Jingxing.
She clenched her teeth, tasted the smell of blood in her mouth, clenched her fist tightly, and barely restrained her trembling.
Xiao Wei was tied to the electric chair and was electrified from time to time. From the beginning, he wailed to the end, quietly, leaning his head, pale and motionless.
"Hua La --" the faucet in the bathroom turned on a lot. Song Yuhang held his hand on the washstand and looked at the video sent by the other party on his mobile phone. The eyes in the mirror were red and he was gnashing his teeth.
"Damn it
She was red eyed and wanted to throw her cell phone out.
Lin Yan began to call song Yuhang again. This time, no one answered.
Several people spoke in unison.
"It's OK. Wait. Wait."
Urging passengers to board the radio rang, Lin Yan reluctantly smile: "it's OK, I'll wait for her here, you go up first."
Fang Xin comforted her: "it's OK. Maybe I went to the bathroom. I didn't hear my cell phone ring."
Lin Yan pinched his mobile phone, anxious and uneasy, and slightly wronged.
A moment later, he ran back and shook his head: "no one. I asked the shop assistant. He said he had already left."
Duan Cheng put down his bag and said, "let me have a look."
The airport was full of people, coming and going, but there was still no her.
"Shit." Lin Yan scolds secretly, and does not believe evil to hit again, or system prompt sound.
A cold mechanical sound came from the receiver.
"Sorry, the subscriber you dialed is on the phone."
Lin Yan finally took out his cell phone and gave her the first call.
This kind of mood also spread to other people, Duan Cheng also shrunk his neck and did not speak.
She began to look at her watch frequently, a little irritable.
At the beginning, Lin Yan talked and laughed with them. At last, the boarding radio rang.
She bought this coffee too long.
The blood of song Yuhang was cold, like falling into an ice cave.
She couldn't be more familiar with it.
The child's shrill cry was gradually pulled away.
She finally knew where her uneasiness came from?
She flipped out, is a strange call, connect the moment.
Song Yuhang put the suitcase next to her and ran to a nearby coffee shop. When she came out with the bag, her mobile phone rang.
"Good."
"I want American style. Go and get back."
She was interrupted and waved impatiently to send her away.
Lin Yan is telling Fang Xin about her beauty tips: "your glasses are too thick. You can wear a beautiful pupil, or you can have myopia surgery directly..."
Song Yuhang licked his lips, took the ticket and saw that the boarding time was still early: "Lin Yan, I'm going to buy a cup of coffee. Who else can drink it?"
One more taste is not enough.
She dragged two huge suitcases with Duan Cheng and they walked together. She watched Lin Yan's high-heeled shoes step on the smooth floor, and her buttock skirt outlined the perfect body shape. Every step of the way, she was so enchanting.The two women walked hand in hand in front of each other. Song Yuhang wanted to follow him, but Lin Yan slapped him in the back.
She waved her hand: "let's go, island tour, let's go!"
When Lin Yan looks back, Fang Xin and Zheng Chengrui come running panting with their suitcases.
"Song team."
"Sister Lin."
Duan Cheng Oops, oops, oops. "
The strong man was caught off guard and looked at him with tenderness.
Lin Yan steps back. Song Yuhang silently reaches out his foot. Duan Cheng falls into the arms of Lin Yan's strong African black bodyguard.
"Sister Lin, sister Lin, team song!"
In the distance, Duan Cheng sees Lin Yan's enchanting figure in a leather skirt, and runs over with his ticket.
Success or failure depends on it.
She quietly breathed a sigh of relief, secretly clenched her fist and cheered herself on.
Song Yuhang touched the small box in his inner pocket. He was still carrying it.
The servant has been waiting at the international departure gate with his luggage. Lin Yan puts on his sunglasses and walks over.
"No, it's OK. Here we are. Let's go down." The airport arrived in a flash. Song Yuhang pushed the door open and got off the car. He took her people and welcomed them out.
Lin Yan glanced at her: "what's the matter?"
She thought she was too nervous and adjusted her breath.
I don't know how, along the way, song Yuhang was a little frightened.
A man smiles, works hard and doesn't say a word.
My colleague patted him on the shoulder: "forget it, I've been secretly in love with others for several years. Lawyer Ji, he's a man with a clear mind and few desires. It's hard to do."
The man sighed, looking at her back, a little lost.
"No, Lawyer Wang is too polite. I'll take my daughter home, and I won't trouble you."
Ji Jingxing smiles, gets up with his bag and politely refuses the kindness of his male colleagues.
"I'll give it to you. Lawyer Ji is very good at marriage disputes. He will win the lawsuit."
Ji Jingxing returned to his senses: "it's OK, it's OK, then I'll go back first."
The colleague called her name: "what's the matter with you?"
The client's gone. We'll talk about it another day.
"Lawyer Ji, lawyer Ji..."
She still feels that song Yichen's sudden death is like a dream to her.
Is it so hard to be happy in this world?
Ji Jingxing is a little numb after so many lawsuits. In the gap between her complaints, she inevitably thinks of her late husband song Yichen, and her face is more bitter.
The woman answered in front of the lawyer, and the words were too coarse to be heard.
During the period when the hostess complained to the lawyer, the man called countless "condolence" calls to her family.
The host smokes, drinks and suffers from domestic violence. The client is sitting here with a black face and sniffling.
Another marriage dispute.
The old man said with a kind smile, "then go and change your clothes quickly. Let's go to the temple fair."
Ji Weiyi raised his head, eyes in a bright.
Or song's mother came out after washing the dishes and saw that she was still writing. Suddenly, she felt a little softhearted: "Xiao Wei, do you want to go out to play?"
Although Ji Zhiyi was only seven years old, he lost his father when he was young. He was much more sensitive and delicate than ordinary children. Knowing that grandma was too old to bother her, he took out his homework book after dinner and did his homework on the dining table.
Two people wave away at her, Ji Jingxing takes people upstairs, gives them to song's mother, and comforts her to leave.
"I see. Goodbye, aunt. Goodbye, aunt Lin."
Xiao Wei is not without a loss to "Oh" a, release her, Wei qubaba nodded.
Song Yuhang laughed, touched her head, soft voice: "Xiao Wei has not had breakfast, go to eat first, good, wait for your aunt to come back to bring you fun, OK?"
Ji Weiyi pours on her and hugs her thigh.
"Aunt, you go out to play. Xiao Wei also wants to go, and doesn't want to stay at home to do his homework."
"My sister-in-law has worked hard."
The smile on Song Yuhang's face faded a little, and he pulled Lin Yan to turn around and go.
The Municipal Bureau has a system of shift rotation. After the opening of the year, the number of days off will still be returned.
Ji Jingxing didn't know that this rare holiday was just squeezed out by two people.
Ji Jingxing was a little envious for a moment. He was sour in his heart and his smile was a little more grudging: "it's nice to have a holiday. I'll send Xiao Wei up later. I have to go to the company again. I just took a case."
Lin Yan saw that she had a rest at the Song family last night, and the ring she mentioned, saying that it was a holiday, and it was probably a proposal.
Song Yuhang put people down: "go up, Xiao Wei. Grandma made dumplings and is waiting for you. Lin Yan and I are going out for a vacation. ""Where are you going?"
Ji Jingxing, of course, ignored her.
Lin Yan is still right about Ji Jingxing. His nose is not his nose and his eyes are not his eyes.
"Well, let me see if it's sunk after a year." Song Yuhang said and picked up the man.
Xiao Wei rushed up to kiss her: "aunt!"
Song Yuhang, as usual, said: "sister-in-law, Xiao Wei."
Song Yuhang and Lin Yangang went downstairs to talk and laugh when they sent them to grandma's house.
"Well behaved, put on your clothes, mom will go to wash first."
Ji Jingxing is a little distressed. He rubs her head and holds people in his arms. When Xiao Wei is a little bigger and has the ability of independence, maybe he won't have to work so hard.
Xiao Wei mumbled, rubbed his eyes and got up from the bed: "OK, I know, mom."
"Xiao Wei, Xiao Wei, wake up and get up. My mother will have a job soon. I have to go to the company to see the client. How about taking you to grandma's house to eat dumplings first?"
Ji Jingxing was woken up by the work phone. After a few words, she was already awake. Looking back at Xiao Wei lying in bed, she woke her up, although she couldn't bear it.
The next morning, the sun through the window screen sprinkled on the wooden floor.
It's still a long night.
The sheets became wrinkled, sweat rolled on the sheets, and hair tangled and scattered on the pillow.
Each other's fingers are linked, rubbing each other into his own bones.
Lin was so tired of what she looked like now that she worked harder.
It has always been calm and self-sustaining face flying on the red cloud, slightly intoxicated, and only in this time will show such an expression.
"Hiss Well... "
"Lin Yan I'm tired of... " Song Yuhang took a cold breath and soon couldn't spit out a complete sentence.
"After all, my aunt is still next door."
Lin Yan talks in her ear and holds her key.
"It's your turn to keep your promise. Keep your voice down."
"But..." Her polished nails lifted the hem of her pajamas and slid down the curve of her lean back.
"I'm sorry, officer song. I'm going to disappoint you, aunt. I can't make a man."
Lin Yan leaned down and her long hair swept her face.
"Lin..." Song Yuhang was caught in one arm and breathed.
Lin Yan's old skill is repeated, and Ba Rou's Cross is solid, which keeps people under his body.
Song Yuhang was stunned. It was too late.
She grabbed her hair in one hand and propped people up.
Lin Yan rolled his eyes: can I make you toss indefinitely?
Song Yuhang's sticky voice came out: "it's just made like this. I suddenly feel that it's good not to be pregnant. I can..."
Lin Yan molars: "you are to tell me, we two female how to build?"
Song Yuhang said, has taken away the album in her hand, put the person on the bed, reached out and turned off the lamp.
"Make a child."
"What?" Lin Yan was stunned.
"As for, as for, my mother urged us again -"
Song Yuhang buried her again, held her, muttered and pushed her to bed.
"It's less than ten minutes since we separated. How about team song?" Lin Yan laughs and raises her head.
Song Yuhang buried in her neck nest: "miss you."
As soon as the voice fell, he was hugged.
Lin Yan was looking through the photo album on her desk, but he didn't lift his head: "how can you wash it so fast?"
Just blowing his hair half dry, song Yuhang took a good bath and came back.
Under the dim yellow wall lamp, the incense on the table burned out. She went over, picked up a lighter, lit three, bowed her head slightly in silence, and then gently inserted it into the censer and went back to the room.
Lin Yan came back from the bath and passed by the living room. Mother song had gone to bed and was empty.
“？？？ This son of a bitch. " Song's mother blushed and tried to fight. She ran away to find her girlfriend. Hardly wished to live.
has the final say, "good, you has the final say, I have a bath, and I'll shower you to make a grandson."
Song Yuhang finally knows who Lin Yan is learning from when she pulls her ear. He dares to learn from his own mother.
Song's mother pulled her ear: "I don't care whether you are DingKe or Keding. I've already given in. You have to satisfy me on this matter."
Song Yuhang lay on her knee and cried: "how come again, mom, I don't want to have children. She's DINK."
"No matter what, adoption or self birth, you have to have a child. I want to have a grandson."
"One more thing." Song's mother made a face again, deliberately.
"I know, mom. Don't worry. I have a sense of propriety. No matter what, I will visit you before I get married."Song Yuhang laughs. She doesn't intend to say anything too complicated to annoy her mother, so she gently pinches her hand.
Song's mother pondered: "now that you have decided to get married, you have to do what you should do and what you should respect. If Lin Yan doesn't want to go home, you have to be modest and don't favor one over the other."
The result is not as good as expected, and it can even be said that it is the end of the story.
"See, it's just..."
When Lin Yan's father, Lin Youyuan, is mentioned, Yu Hang of Song Dynasty can't say anything.
Song's mother laughed: "if you are that kind of person, you'd better not fall in love as soon as possible, so as not to delay other people's girls. By the way, have you met the disgusting family? "
"Don't worry, mom. I'm not the kind of person who has a daughter-in-law and forgets her mother."
She rubbed her mother's legs, just like when she was a child.
This is how great and deep maternal love.
Song Yuhang knows that song's mother doesn't necessarily accept homosexuality. She just loves her husband, accepts Lin Yan, and hopes her daughter will be happy.
Song Yuhang put his face on her knee: "Mom, no matter how old I am, whether I have a girlfriend or not, who I am with, you are my mom. I love you forever."
Song's mother put her black hair on her sideburns behind her ears: "I didn't think I used to look at you. Today I see you are tired of taking care of me. I think my daughter has really grown up and has her own home."
Song Yuhang put down his broom, half squatted beside her, holding her hand, a little moved: "Mom --"
"higher than your father."
Looking at the portrait of her late husband, Mother Song held out her hand for a moment, tears seeping from her eyes.
"It's nothing. Just looking at you now, I remember when I was just born. I slapped my hands a little bigger. The doctor said that I was born prematurely. I guess I can't live for three months. Now I'm so big."
"What's the matter, Ma?" She looked up at her, her hands moving.
"Yuhang."
Mother song looked at her tall figure, bowed down, swept out the melon seed shell from under the sofa and called her name.
She helped someone to sit down on the sofa, picked up the broom and cleaned the room.
"Mom, I'll do it. You go to bed first."
Song Yuhang wipes the water on his face and turns to see that his mother is still busy in the living room. He goes to help clean up.
"Well No Lin Yan's eyes turned red. He couldn't resist. Panting, he pushed her out of the door and gave her a shower.
"Shh, don't make a noise. It used to be furtive, but now it's aboveboard."
Does she want to go out tomorrow?
"Aunt is still outside, you --" Lin Yan widened his eyes and was covered by someone.
"Two people wash together, save water and time."
Lin Yan pressed the corner of his clothes and looked at her warily: "what are you doing?"
Song Yuhang took her hand and washed her hands with her, then brushed her teeth and began to take off her sweater after washing her face.
In the living room came the answer of song's mother's protracted voice.
"OK, I see. I see."
"Mom, we don't have to make breakfast tomorrow. I want to sleep a little longer."
"Good." Song Yuhang put the melon seeds on the plate, picked up Lin Yan and ran into the bathroom.
"Come on, take a bath and go to bed. Don't you have to catch a plane tomorrow?"
Song's mother was relieved and began to drive people away.
The TV set sang "unforgettable tonight", and the clock outside the window rang.
"Newspapers, newspapers."
Song's mother was a little embarrassed, and she had never been in touch with them.
"By the way, how do you know that?"
She knocked a handful of melon seeds and gave them to Lin Yan.
Song Yuhang couldn't help laughing: "come on, mom, it's not genetic. Besides, even if it's not genetic, is there still me? No more. Adopt one. "
Song's mother was very worried.
Sure enough, are parents most concerned about this problem?
Lin Yan did not swallow a mouthful of water, "Puchi" almost spewed out.
"The last thing I care about is What kind of syndrome is not hereditary? "
Song's mother didn't understand what the disease was. She just told song Yuhang that she often suffered from insomnia, long-term medication, vomiting and other complications, and some of her heart felt sorry for her poor child.
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the new year's Eve that night spent in the Song family became one of Lin Yan's best memories.
She leaned on Song Yuhang's shoulder and knocked on the melon seeds. Listening to song's mother's stories about her childhood, she laughed in Song Yuhang's increasingly shy face.
Song's mother asked her again and again about her work and life. Lin Yan answered honestly, including her illness.
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the man picked up the mobile phone that fell on the ground: "officer song, the game begins."
Several people in black carried Ji Jingxing, who was paralyzed to the ground, into the car.
"Are you crazy?"
She yelled in the bathroom, startling the new comer from the opposite cubicle.
"Sister, sister?"
Her heart rose to her throat in an instant.
Before Song Yuhang could speak, he suddenly heard a cry of surprise coming from there, followed by the dull sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.
Ji Jingxing said as he ran downstairs, his voice was urgent and quick, and he was panting.
"Hello, Yuhang, do you know where mom took Xiaowei? I can't get through. There's no one at home. I've asked all over the neighborhood, but no one has seen me... "
She wanted to call the kidnapper back, and the phone rang again. It was Ji Jingxing.
She clenched her teeth, tasted the smell of blood in her mouth, clenched her fist tightly, and barely restrained her trembling.
Xiao Wei was tied to the electric chair and was electrified from time to time. From the beginning, he wailed to the end, quietly, leaning his head, pale and motionless.
"Hua La --" the faucet in the bathroom turned on a lot. Song Yuhang held his hand on the washstand and looked at the video sent by the other party on his mobile phone. The eyes in the mirror were red and he was gnashing his teeth.
"Damn it
She was red eyed and wanted to throw her cell phone out.
Lin Yan began to call song Yuhang again. This time, no one answered.
Several people spoke in unison.
"It's OK. Wait. Wait."
Urging passengers to board the radio rang, Lin Yan reluctantly smile: "it's OK, I'll wait for her here, you go up first."
Fang Xin comforted her: "it's OK. Maybe I went to the bathroom. I didn't hear my cell phone ring."
Lin Yan pinched his mobile phone, anxious and uneasy, and slightly wronged.
A moment later, he ran back and shook his head: "no one. I asked the shop assistant. He said he had already left."
Duan Cheng put down his bag and said, "let me have a look."
The airport was full of people, coming and going, but there was still no her.
"Shit." Lin Yan scolds secretly, and does not believe evil to hit again, or system prompt sound.
A cold mechanical sound came from the receiver.
"Sorry, the subscriber you dialed is on the phone."
Lin Yan finally took out his cell phone and gave her the first call.
This kind of mood also spread to other people, Duan Cheng also shrunk his neck and did not speak.
She began to look at her watch frequently, a little irritable.
At the beginning, Lin Yan talked and laughed with them. At last, the boarding radio rang.
She bought this coffee too long.
The blood of song Yuhang was cold, like falling into an ice cave.
She couldn't be more familiar with it.
The child's shrill cry was gradually pulled away.
She finally knew where her uneasiness came from?
She flipped out, is a strange call, connect the moment.
Song Yuhang put the suitcase next to her and ran to a nearby coffee shop. When she came out with the bag, her mobile phone rang.
"Good."
"I want American style. Go and get back."
She was interrupted and waved impatiently to send her away.
Lin Yan is telling Fang Xin about her beauty tips: "your glasses are too thick. You can wear a beautiful pupil, or you can have myopia surgery directly..."
Song Yuhang licked his lips, took the ticket and saw that the boarding time was still early: "Lin Yan, I'm going to buy a cup of coffee. Who else can drink it?"
One more taste is not enough.
She dragged two huge suitcases with Duan Cheng and they walked together. She watched Lin Yan's high-heeled shoes step on the smooth floor, and her buttock skirt outlined the perfect body shape. Every step of the way, she was so enchanting.The two women walked hand in hand in front of each other. Song Yuhang wanted to follow him, but Lin Yan slapped him in the back.
She waved her hand: "let's go, island tour, let's go!"
When Lin Yan looks back, Fang Xin and Zheng Chengrui come running panting with their suitcases.
"Song team."
"Sister Lin."
Duan Cheng Oops, oops, oops. "
The strong man was caught off guard and looked at him with tenderness.
Lin Yan steps back. Song Yuhang silently reaches out his foot. Duan Cheng falls into the arms of Lin Yan's strong African black bodyguard.
"Sister Lin, sister Lin, team song!"
In the distance, Duan Cheng sees Lin Yan's enchanting figure in a leather skirt, and runs over with his ticket.
Success or failure depends on it.
She quietly breathed a sigh of relief, secretly clenched her fist and cheered herself on.
Song Yuhang touched the small box in his inner pocket. He was still carrying it.
The servant has been waiting at the international departure gate with his luggage. Lin Yan puts on his sunglasses and walks over.
"No, it's OK. Here we are. Let's go down." The airport arrived in a flash. Song Yuhang pushed the door open and got off the car. He took her people and welcomed them out.
Lin Yan glanced at her: "what's the matter?"
She thought she was too nervous and adjusted her breath.
I don't know how, along the way, song Yuhang was a little frightened.
A man smiles, works hard and doesn't say a word.
My colleague patted him on the shoulder: "forget it, I've been secretly in love with others for several years. Lawyer Ji, he's a man with a clear mind and few desires. It's hard to do."
The man sighed, looking at her back, a little lost.
"No, Lawyer Wang is too polite. I'll take my daughter home, and I won't trouble you."
Ji Jingxing smiles, gets up with his bag and politely refuses the kindness of his male colleagues.
"I'll give it to you. Lawyer Ji is very good at marriage disputes. He will win the lawsuit."
Ji Jingxing returned to his senses: "it's OK, it's OK, then I'll go back first."
The colleague called her name: "what's the matter with you?"
The client's gone. We'll talk about it another day.
"Lawyer Ji, lawyer Ji..."
She still feels that song Yichen's sudden death is like a dream to her.
Is it so hard to be happy in this world?
Ji Jingxing is a little numb after so many lawsuits. In the gap between her complaints, she inevitably thinks of her late husband song Yichen, and her face is more bitter.
The woman answered in front of the lawyer, and the words were too coarse to be heard.
During the period when the hostess complained to the lawyer, the man called countless "condolence" calls to her family.
The host smokes, drinks and suffers from domestic violence. The client is sitting here with a black face and sniffling.
Another marriage dispute.
The old man said with a kind smile, "then go and change your clothes quickly. Let's go to the temple fair."
Ji Weiyi raised his head, eyes in a bright.
Or song's mother came out after washing the dishes and saw that she was still writing. Suddenly, she felt a little softhearted: "Xiao Wei, do you want to go out to play?"
Although Ji Zhiyi was only seven years old, he lost his father when he was young. He was much more sensitive and delicate than ordinary children. Knowing that grandma was too old to bother her, he took out his homework book after dinner and did his homework on the dining table.
Two people wave away at her, Ji Jingxing takes people upstairs, gives them to song's mother, and comforts her to leave.
"I see. Goodbye, aunt. Goodbye, aunt Lin."
Xiao Wei is not without a loss to "Oh" a, release her, Wei qubaba nodded.
Song Yuhang laughed, touched her head, soft voice: "Xiao Wei has not had breakfast, go to eat first, good, wait for your aunt to come back to bring you fun, OK?"
Ji Weiyi pours on her and hugs her thigh.
"Aunt, you go out to play. Xiao Wei also wants to go, and doesn't want to stay at home to do his homework."
"My sister-in-law has worked hard."
The smile on Song Yuhang's face faded a little, and he pulled Lin Yan to turn around and go.
The Municipal Bureau has a system of shift rotation. After the opening of the year, the number of days off will still be returned.
Ji Jingxing didn't know that this rare holiday was just squeezed out by two people.
Ji Jingxing was a little envious for a moment. He was sour in his heart and his smile was a little more grudging: "it's nice to have a holiday. I'll send Xiao Wei up later. I have to go to the company again. I just took a case."
Lin Yan saw that she had a rest at the Song family last night, and the ring she mentioned, saying that it was a holiday, and it was probably a proposal.
Song Yuhang put people down: "go up, Xiao Wei. Grandma made dumplings and is waiting for you. Lin Yan and I are going out for a vacation. ""Where are you going?"
Ji Jingxing, of course, ignored her.
Lin Yan is still right about Ji Jingxing. His nose is not his nose and his eyes are not his eyes.
"Well, let me see if it's sunk after a year." Song Yuhang said and picked up the man.
Xiao Wei rushed up to kiss her: "aunt!"
Song Yuhang, as usual, said: "sister-in-law, Xiao Wei."
Song Yuhang and Lin Yangang went downstairs to talk and laugh when they sent them to grandma's house.
"Well behaved, put on your clothes, mom will go to wash first."
Ji Jingxing is a little distressed. He rubs her head and holds people in his arms. When Xiao Wei is a little bigger and has the ability of independence, maybe he won't have to work so hard.
Xiao Wei mumbled, rubbed his eyes and got up from the bed: "OK, I know, mom."
"Xiao Wei, Xiao Wei, wake up and get up. My mother will have a job soon. I have to go to the company to see the client. How about taking you to grandma's house to eat dumplings first?"
Ji Jingxing was woken up by the work phone. After a few words, she was already awake. Looking back at Xiao Wei lying in bed, she woke her up, although she couldn't bear it.
The next morning, the sun through the window screen sprinkled on the wooden floor.
It's still a long night.
The sheets became wrinkled, sweat rolled on the sheets, and hair tangled and scattered on the pillow.
Each other's fingers are linked, rubbing each other into his own bones.
Lin was so tired of what she looked like now that she worked harder.
It has always been calm and self-sustaining face flying on the red cloud, slightly intoxicated, and only in this time will show such an expression.
"Hiss Well... "
"Lin Yan I'm tired of... " Song Yuhang took a cold breath and soon couldn't spit out a complete sentence.
"After all, my aunt is still next door."
Lin Yan talks in her ear and holds her key.
"It's your turn to keep your promise. Keep your voice down."
"But..." Her polished nails lifted the hem of her pajamas and slid down the curve of her lean back.
"I'm sorry, officer song. I'm going to disappoint you, aunt. I can't make a man."
Lin Yan leaned down and her long hair swept her face.
"Lin..." Song Yuhang was caught in one arm and breathed.
Lin Yan's old skill is repeated, and Ba Rou's Cross is solid, which keeps people under his body.
Song Yuhang was stunned. It was too late.
She grabbed her hair in one hand and propped people up.
Lin Yan rolled his eyes: can I make you toss indefinitely?
Song Yuhang's sticky voice came out: "it's just made like this. I suddenly feel that it's good not to be pregnant. I can..."
Lin Yan molars: "you are to tell me, we two female how to build?"
Song Yuhang said, has taken away the album in her hand, put the person on the bed, reached out and turned off the lamp.
"Make a child."
"What?" Lin Yan was stunned.
"As for, as for, my mother urged us again -"
Song Yuhang buried her again, held her, muttered and pushed her to bed.
"It's less than ten minutes since we separated. How about team song?" Lin Yan laughs and raises her head.
Song Yuhang buried in her neck nest: "miss you."
As soon as the voice fell, he was hugged.
Lin Yan was looking through the photo album on her desk, but he didn't lift his head: "how can you wash it so fast?"
Just blowing his hair half dry, song Yuhang took a good bath and came back.
Under the dim yellow wall lamp, the incense on the table burned out. She went over, picked up a lighter, lit three, bowed her head slightly in silence, and then gently inserted it into the censer and went back to the room.
Lin Yan came back from the bath and passed by the living room. Mother song had gone to bed and was empty.
“？？？ This son of a bitch. " Song's mother blushed and tried to fight. She ran away to find her girlfriend. Hardly wished to live.
has the final say, "good, you has the final say, I have a bath, and I'll shower you to make a grandson."
Song Yuhang finally knows who Lin Yan is learning from when she pulls her ear. He dares to learn from his own mother.
Song's mother pulled her ear: "I don't care whether you are DingKe or Keding. I've already given in. You have to satisfy me on this matter."
Song Yuhang lay on her knee and cried: "how come again, mom, I don't want to have children. She's DINK."
"No matter what, adoption or self birth, you have to have a child. I want to have a grandson."
"One more thing." Song's mother made a face again, deliberately.
"I know, mom. Don't worry. I have a sense of propriety. No matter what, I will visit you before I get married."Song Yuhang laughs. She doesn't intend to say anything too complicated to annoy her mother, so she gently pinches her hand.
Song's mother pondered: "now that you have decided to get married, you have to do what you should do and what you should respect. If Lin Yan doesn't want to go home, you have to be modest and don't favor one over the other."
The result is not as good as expected, and it can even be said that it is the end of the story.
"See, it's just..."
When Lin Yan's father, Lin Youyuan, is mentioned, Yu Hang of Song Dynasty can't say anything.
Song's mother laughed: "if you are that kind of person, you'd better not fall in love as soon as possible, so as not to delay other people's girls. By the way, have you met the disgusting family? "
"Don't worry, mom. I'm not the kind of person who has a daughter-in-law and forgets her mother."
She rubbed her mother's legs, just like when she was a child.
This is how great and deep maternal love.
Song Yuhang knows that song's mother doesn't necessarily accept homosexuality. She just loves her husband, accepts Lin Yan, and hopes her daughter will be happy.
Song Yuhang put his face on her knee: "Mom, no matter how old I am, whether I have a girlfriend or not, who I am with, you are my mom. I love you forever."
Song's mother put her black hair on her sideburns behind her ears: "I didn't think I used to look at you. Today I see you are tired of taking care of me. I think my daughter has really grown up and has her own home."
Song Yuhang put down his broom, half squatted beside her, holding her hand, a little moved: "Mom --"
"higher than your father."
Looking at the portrait of her late husband, Mother Song held out her hand for a moment, tears seeping from her eyes.
"It's nothing. Just looking at you now, I remember when I was just born. I slapped my hands a little bigger. The doctor said that I was born prematurely. I guess I can't live for three months. Now I'm so big."
"What's the matter, Ma?" She looked up at her, her hands moving.
"Yuhang."
Mother song looked at her tall figure, bowed down, swept out the melon seed shell from under the sofa and called her name.
She helped someone to sit down on the sofa, picked up the broom and cleaned the room.
"Mom, I'll do it. You go to bed first."
Song Yuhang wipes the water on his face and turns to see that his mother is still busy in the living room. He goes to help clean up.
"Well No Lin Yan's eyes turned red. He couldn't resist. Panting, he pushed her out of the door and gave her a shower.
"Shh, don't make a noise. It used to be furtive, but now it's aboveboard."
Does she want to go out tomorrow?
"Aunt is still outside, you --" Lin Yan widened his eyes and was covered by someone.
"Two people wash together, save water and time."
Lin Yan pressed the corner of his clothes and looked at her warily: "what are you doing?"
Song Yuhang took her hand and washed her hands with her, then brushed her teeth and began to take off her sweater after washing her face.
In the living room came the answer of song's mother's protracted voice.
"OK, I see. I see."
"Mom, we don't have to make breakfast tomorrow. I want to sleep a little longer."
"Good." Song Yuhang put the melon seeds on the plate, picked up Lin Yan and ran into the bathroom.
"Come on, take a bath and go to bed. Don't you have to catch a plane tomorrow?"
Song's mother was relieved and began to drive people away.
The TV set sang "unforgettable tonight", and the clock outside the window rang.
"Newspapers, newspapers."
Song's mother was a little embarrassed, and she had never been in touch with them.
"By the way, how do you know that?"
She knocked a handful of melon seeds and gave them to Lin Yan.
Song Yuhang couldn't help laughing: "come on, mom, it's not genetic. Besides, even if it's not genetic, is there still me? No more. Adopt one. "
Song's mother was very worried.
Sure enough, are parents most concerned about this problem?
Lin Yan did not swallow a mouthful of water, "Puchi" almost spewed out.
"The last thing I care about is What kind of syndrome is not hereditary? "
Song's mother didn't understand what the disease was. She just told song Yuhang that she often suffered from insomnia, long-term medication, vomiting and other complications, and some of her heart felt sorry for her poor child.
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the new year's Eve that night spent in the Song family became one of Lin Yan's best memories. She leaned on Song Yuhang's shoulder and knocked on the melon seeds. Listening to song's mother's stories about her childhood, she laughed in Song Yuhang's increasingly shy face. Song's mother asked her again and again about her work and life. Lin Yan answered honestly, including her illness. Thank you for throwing grenades: ala Oh, 6; thank you for throwing Rockets: zowen, 5; nihilistic, 2; thank you for throwing deep-water torpedoes: ala Oh, 1; thank you for casting domineering tickets or irrigating nutrient solution for me during the period from December 0222:02:41, 2019 to December 0322:13:53, 2019 ~ thank you for watching, see you tomorrow. Jpg the man picked up the mobile phone that fell on the ground: "officer song, the game begins." Several people in black carried Ji Jingxing, who was paralyzed to the ground, into the car. "Are you crazy?" She yelled in the bathroom, startling the new comer from the opposite cubicle. "Sister, sister?" Her heart rose to her throat in an instant. Before Song Yuhang could speak, he suddenly heard a cry of surprise coming from there, followed by the dull sound of heavy objects falling to the ground. Ji Jingxing said as he ran downstairs, his voice was urgent and quick, and he was panting. "Hello, Yuhang, do you know where mom took Xiaowei? I can't get through. There's no one at home. I've asked all over the neighborhood, but no one has seen me... " She wanted to call the kidnapper back, and the phone rang again. It was Ji Jingxing. She clenched her teeth, tasted the smell of blood in her mouth, clenched her fist tightly, and barely restrained her trembling. Xiao Wei was tied to the electric chair and was electrified from time to time. From the beginning, he wailed to the end, quietly, leaning his head, pale and motionless. "Hua La --" the faucet in the bathroom turned on a lot. Song Yuhang held his hand on the washstand and looked at the video sent by the other party on his mobile phone. The eyes in the mirror were red and he was gnashing his teeth. "Damn it She was red eyed and wanted to throw her cell phone out. Lin Yan began to call song Yuhang again. This time, no one answered. Several people spoke in unison. "It's OK. Wait. Wait." Urging passengers to board the radio rang, Lin Yan reluctantly smile: "it's OK, I'll wait for her here, you go up first." Fang Xin comforted her: "it's OK. Maybe I went to the bathroom. I didn't hear my cell phone ring." Lin Yan pinched his mobile phone, anxious and uneasy, and slightly wronged. A moment later, he ran back and shook his head: "no one. I asked the shop assistant. He said he had already left." Duan Cheng put down his bag and said, "let me have a look." The airport was full of people, coming and going, but there was still no her. "Shit." Lin Yan scolds secretly, and does not believe evil to hit again, or system prompt sound. A cold mechanical sound came from the receiver. "Sorry, the subscriber you dialed is on the phone." Lin Yan finally took out his cell phone and gave her the first call. This kind of mood also spread to other people, Duan Cheng also shrunk his neck and did not speak. She began to look at her watch frequently, a little irritable. At the beginning, Lin Yan talked and laughed with them. At last, the boarding radio rang. She bought this coffee too long. The blood of song Yuhang was cold, like falling into an ice cave. She couldn't be more familiar with it. The child's shrill cry was gradually pulled away. She finally knew where her uneasiness came from? She flipped out, is a strange call, connect the moment. Song Yuhang put the suitcase next to her and ran to a nearby coffee shop. When she came out with the bag, her mobile phone rang. "Good." "I want American style. Go and get back." She was interrupted and waved impatiently to send her away. Lin Yan is telling Fang Xin about her beauty tips: "your glasses are too thick. You can wear a beautiful pupil, or you can have myopia surgery directly..." Song Yuhang licked his lips, took the ticket and saw that the boarding time was still early: "Lin Yan, I'm going to buy a cup of coffee. Who else can drink it?" One more taste is not enough. She dragged two huge suitcases with Duan Cheng and they walked together. She watched Lin Yan's high-heeled shoes step on the smooth floor, and her buttock skirt outlined the perfect body shape. Every step of the way, she was so enchanting.The two women walked hand in hand in front of each other. Song Yuhang wanted to follow him, but Lin Yan slapped him in the back. She waved her hand: "let's go, island tour, let's go!" When Lin Yan looks back, Fang Xin and Zheng Chengrui come running panting with their suitcases. "Song team." "Sister Lin." Duan Cheng Oops, oops, oops. " The strong man was caught off guard and looked at him with tenderness. Lin Yan steps back. Song Yuhang silently reaches out his foot. Duan Cheng falls into the arms of Lin Yan's strong African black bodyguard. "Sister Lin, sister Lin, team song!" In the distance, Duan Cheng sees Lin Yan's enchanting figure in a leather skirt, and runs over with his ticket. Success or failure depends on it. She quietly breathed a sigh of relief, secretly clenched her fist and cheered herself on. Song Yuhang touched the small box in his inner pocket. He was still carrying it. The servant has been waiting at the international departure gate with his luggage. Lin Yan puts on his sunglasses and walks over. "No, it's OK. Here we are. Let's go down." The airport arrived in a flash. Song Yuhang pushed the door open and got off the car. He took her people and welcomed them out. Lin Yan glanced at her: "what's the matter?" She thought she was too nervous and adjusted her breath. I don't know how, along the way, song Yuhang was a little frightened. A man smiles, works hard and doesn't say a word. My colleague patted him on the shoulder: "forget it, I've been secretly in love with others for several years. Lawyer Ji, he's a man with a clear mind and few desires. It's hard to do." The man sighed, looking at her back, a little lost. "No, Lawyer Wang is too polite. I'll take my daughter home, and I won't trouble you." Ji Jingxing smiles, gets up with his bag and politely refuses the kindness of his male colleagues. "I'll give it to you. Lawyer Ji is very good at marriage disputes. He will win the lawsuit." Ji Jingxing returned to his senses: "it's OK, it's OK, then I'll go back first." The colleague called her name: "what's the matter with you?" The client's gone. We'll talk about it another day. "Lawyer Ji, lawyer Ji..." She still feels that song Yichen's sudden death is like a dream to her. Is it so hard to be happy in this world? Ji Jingxing is a little numb after so many lawsuits. In the gap between her complaints, she inevitably thinks of her late husband song Yichen, and her face is more bitter. The woman answered in front of the lawyer, and the words were too coarse to be heard. During the period when the hostess complained to the lawyer, the man called countless "condolence" calls to her family. The host smokes, drinks and suffers from domestic violence. The client is sitting here with a black face and sniffling. Another marriage dispute. The old man said with a kind smile, "then go and change your clothes quickly. Let's go to the temple fair." Ji Weiyi raised his head, eyes in a bright. Or song's mother came out after washing the dishes and saw that she was still writing. Suddenly, she felt a little softhearted: "Xiao Wei, do you want to go out to play?" Although Ji Zhiyi was only seven years old, he lost his father when he was young. He was much more sensitive and delicate than ordinary children. Knowing that grandma was too old to bother her, he took out his homework book after dinner and did his homework on the dining table. Two people wave away at her, Ji Jingxing takes people upstairs, gives them to song's mother, and comforts her to leave. "I see. Goodbye, aunt. Goodbye, aunt Lin." Xiao Wei is not without a loss to "Oh" a, release her, Wei qubaba nodded. Song Yuhang laughed, touched her head, soft voice: "Xiao Wei has not had breakfast, go to eat first, good, wait for your aunt to come back to bring you fun, OK?" Ji Weiyi pours on her and hugs her thigh. "Aunt, you go out to play. Xiao Wei also wants to go, and doesn't want to stay at home to do his homework." "My sister-in-law has worked hard." The smile on Song Yuhang's face faded a little, and he pulled Lin Yan to turn around and go. The Municipal Bureau has a system of shift rotation. After the opening of the year, the number of days off will still be returned. Ji Jingxing didn't know that this rare holiday was just squeezed out by two people. Ji Jingxing was a little envious for a moment. He was sour in his heart and his smile was a little more grudging: "it's nice to have a holiday. I'll send Xiao Wei up later. I have to go to the company again. I just took a case." Lin Yan saw that she had a rest at the Song family last night, and the ring she mentioned, saying that it was a holiday, and it was probably a proposal. Song Yuhang put people down: "go up, Xiao Wei. Grandma made dumplings and is waiting for you. Lin Yan and I are going out for a vacation. ""Where are you going?" Ji Jingxing, of course, ignored her. Lin Yan is still right about Ji Jingxing. His nose is not his nose and his eyes are not his eyes. "Well, let me see if it's sunk after a year." Song Yuhang said and picked up the man. Xiao Wei rushed up to kiss her: "aunt!" Song Yuhang, as usual, said: "sister-in-law, Xiao Wei." Song Yuhang and Lin Yangang went downstairs to talk and laugh when they sent them to grandma's house. "Well behaved, put on your clothes, mom will go to wash first." Ji Jingxing is a little distressed. He rubs her head and holds people in his arms. When Xiao Wei is a little bigger and has the ability of independence, maybe he won't have to work so hard. Xiao Wei mumbled, rubbed his eyes and got up from the bed: "OK, I know, mom." "Xiao Wei, Xiao Wei, wake up and get up. My mother will have a job soon. I have to go to the company to see the client. How about taking you to grandma's house to eat dumplings first?" Ji Jingxing was woken up by the work phone. After a few words, she was already awake. Looking back at Xiao Wei lying in bed, she woke her up, although she couldn't bear it. The next morning, the sun through the window screen sprinkled on the wooden floor. It's still a long night. The sheets became wrinkled, sweat rolled on the sheets, and hair tangled and scattered on the pillow. Each other's fingers are linked, rubbing each other into his own bones. Lin was so tired of what she looked like now that she worked harder. It has always been calm and self-sustaining face flying on the red cloud, slightly intoxicated, and only in this time will show such an expression. "Hiss Well... " "Lin Yan I'm tired of... " Song Yuhang took a cold breath and soon couldn't spit out a complete sentence. "After all, my aunt is still next door." Lin Yan talks in her ear and holds her key. "It's your turn to keep your promise. Keep your voice down." "But..." Her polished nails lifted the hem of her pajamas and slid down the curve of her lean back. "I'm sorry, officer song. I'm going to disappoint you, aunt. I can't make a man." Lin Yan leaned down and her long hair swept her face. "Lin..." Song Yuhang was caught in one arm and breathed. Lin Yan's old skill is repeated, and Ba Rou's Cross is solid, which keeps people under his body. Song Yuhang was stunned. It was too late. She grabbed her hair in one hand and propped people up. Lin Yan rolled his eyes: can I make you toss indefinitely? Song Yuhang's sticky voice came out: "it's just made like this. I suddenly feel that it's good not to be pregnant. I can..." Lin Yan molars: "you are to tell me, we two female how to build?" Song Yuhang said, has taken away the album in her hand, put the person on the bed, reached out and turned off the lamp. "Make a child." "What?" Lin Yan was stunned. "As for, as for, my mother urged us again -" Song Yuhang buried her again, held her, muttered and pushed her to bed. "It's less than ten minutes since we separated. How about team song?" Lin Yan laughs and raises her head. Song Yuhang buried in her neck nest: "miss you." As soon as the voice fell, he was hugged. Lin Yan was looking through the photo album on her desk, but he didn't lift his head: "how can you wash it so fast?" Just blowing his hair half dry, song Yuhang took a good bath and came back. Under the dim yellow wall lamp, the incense on the table burned out. She went over, picked up a lighter, lit three, bowed her head slightly in silence, and then gently inserted it into the censer and went back to the room. Lin Yan came back from the bath and passed by the living room. Mother song had gone to bed and was empty. This son of a bitch. " Song's mother blushed and tried to fight. She ran away to find her girlfriend. Hardly wished to live. has the final say, "good, you has the final say, I have a bath, and I'll shower you to make a grandson." Song Yuhang finally knows who Lin Yan is learning from when she pulls her ear. He dares to learn from his own mother. Song's mother pulled her ear: "I don't care whether you are DingKe or Keding. I've already given in. You have to satisfy me on this matter." Song Yuhang lay on her knee and cried: "how come again, mom, I don't want to have children. She's DINK." "No matter what, adoption or self birth, you have to have a child. I want to have a grandson." "One more thing." Song's mother made a face again, deliberately. "I know, mom. Don't worry. I have a sense of propriety. No matter what, I will visit you before I get married."Song Yuhang laughs. She doesn't intend to say anything too complicated to annoy her mother, so she gently pinches her hand. Song's mother pondered: "now that you have decided to get married, you have to do what you should do and what you should respect. If Lin Yan doesn't want to go home, you have to be modest and don't favor one over the other." The result is not as good as expected, and it can even be said that it is the end of the story. "See, it's just..." When Lin Yan's father, Lin Youyuan, is mentioned, Yu Hang of Song Dynasty can't say anything. Song's mother laughed: "if you are that kind of person, you'd better not fall in love as soon as possible, so as not to delay other people's girls. By the way, have you met the disgusting family? " "Don't worry, mom. I'm not the kind of person who has a daughter-in-law and forgets her mother." She rubbed her mother's legs, just like when she was a child. This is how great and deep maternal love. Song Yuhang knows that song's mother doesn't necessarily accept homosexuality. She just loves her husband, accepts Lin Yan, and hopes her daughter will be happy. Song Yuhang put his face on her knee: "Mom, no matter how old I am, whether I have a girlfriend or not, who I am with, you are my mom. I love you forever." Song's mother put her black hair on her sideburns behind her ears: "I didn't think I used to look at you. Today I see you are tired of taking care of me. I think my daughter has really grown up and has her own home." Song Yuhang put down his broom, half squatted beside her, holding her hand, a little moved: "Mom --" "higher than your father." Looking at the portrait of her late husband, Mother Song held out her hand for a moment, tears seeping from her eyes. "It's nothing. Just looking at you now, I remember when I was just born. I slapped my hands a little bigger. The doctor said that I was born prematurely. I guess I can't live for three months. Now I'm so big." "What's the matter, Ma?" She looked up at her, her hands moving. "Yuhang." Mother song looked at her tall figure, bowed down, swept out the melon seed shell from under the sofa and called her name. She helped someone to sit down on the sofa, picked up the broom and cleaned the room. "Mom, I'll do it. You go to bed first." Song Yuhang wipes the water on his face and turns to see that his mother is still busy in the living room. He goes to help clean up. "Well No Lin Yan's eyes turned red. He couldn't resist. Panting, he pushed her out of the door and gave her a shower. "Shh, don't make a noise. It used to be furtive, but now it's aboveboard." Does she want to go out tomorrow? "Aunt is still outside, you --" Lin Yan widened his eyes and was covered by someone. "Two people wash together, save water and time." Lin Yan pressed the corner of his clothes and looked at her warily: "what are you doing?" Song Yuhang took her hand and washed her hands with her, then brushed her teeth and began to take off her sweater after washing her face. In the living room came the answer of song's mother's protracted voice. "OK, I see. I see." "Mom, we don't have to make breakfast tomorrow. I want to sleep a little longer." "Good." Song Yuhang put the melon seeds on the plate, picked up Lin Yan and ran into the bathroom. "Come on, take a bath and go to bed. Don't you have to catch a plane tomorrow?" Song's mother was relieved and began to drive people away. The TV set sang "unforgettable tonight", and the clock outside the window rang. "Newspapers, newspapers." Song's mother was a little embarrassed, and she had never been in touch with them. "By the way, how do you know that?" She knocked a handful of melon seeds and gave them to Lin Yan. Song Yuhang couldn't help laughing: "come on, mom, it's not genetic. Besides, even if it's not genetic, is there still me? No more. Adopt one. " Song's mother was very worried. Sure enough, are parents most concerned about this problem? Lin Yan did not swallow a mouthful of water, "Puchi" almost spewed out. "The last thing I care about is What kind of syndrome is not hereditary? " Song's mother didn't understand what the disease was. She just told song Yuhang that she often suffered from insomnia, long-term medication, vomiting and other complications, and some of her heart felt sorry for her poor child. Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: mubai 86, zuo1 25, ALA Oh 19, Yusheng 3, born to be human-2019, Lily 2, pursuer, Gu Huai's brain damage, west lake vinegar fish with a lot of vinegar, 4122 556, qingkong Wanli, plasma Matcha, manchuanqingmeng and dangkang; thank you for the little angel of irrigating nutrient solution: 20 bottles of mice in the cinema; 10 bottles of Wei Xiaochou, 26297787, salt baked fish, No. 126 of the College of Arts and vkpotatoz; clear sky Wanli, Beiyu, 3 bottles; Baihe, 2 bottles; Luobai, 1 bottle; linjianfengxu, 1 bottle;Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
