Lengxiao blew her nose and let her laugh in her arms.
"Cough-someone knocked at the door? ！”
A light cough comes from the door of the ward, accompanied by a simulated knocking at the door. If it is a horse, it will be the groom. Captain Fan also has the banter language "Big color embryo with hooligans. I think you two are made for each other."
"Iron, are you here?" Straighten up, Leng Xiao solemnly greeted him with a cold and sharp expression, as if the man just now was not him at all.
"Don’t pretend, Owl. How many years have you known?"
The person who walked into the ward with Fan Tie was the girl who looked down on her eyes and said nothing. Two people sat at the bedside and chatted casually. Nearly Fan Tie talked about the preparations for his wedding. He said that he asked about Bao Qi’s injury, four people, a pile of happy endings, and a happy ending.
It’s Xiao Jing. It’s still the same. It’s not getting better
It’s not that she doesn’t like it or that she’s unhappy, but that she knows too well what marriage means to women.
Fan Tie and Leng Xiao Lao glanced at Xiao Jing’s children and lamented that "Xiao sometimes, my buddy always feels guilty of abducting underage girls."
Lengxiao knew that his mind was "thinking about it, which is good."
Smiling and nodding, Fan Tie touched his nose and said with a smile, "I feel sorry for nothing, but she is afraid that she will regret it when she suddenly wakes up and finds out that she married me."
Coldly swept him and glanced at Xiao Jing. Cold owl didn’t answer.
Sitting in the hospital bed, Baoqi listened to their chatter, feeling that Fan Tie was not easy to kindly pull the hand of Xiaojing to ask, "Dear Xiaojing, you still can’t remember the past at all?"
"What do you want? ！” Xiaojing looked at her doubtfully, and her voice was very light.
"I mean, when will you get better?"
"July 7th ….." Xiaojing’s tone was hesitant and didn’t seem to understand her meaning. "Isn’t Xiaojing always fine?"
"…" Bao Qi sighed.
Seeing her face, Xiaojing lowered his head and carefully glanced at Fan Tieyi as if he didn’t like it. The sound was as small as a mosquito flying. "Do you also think Xiaojing is a stupid brother?"
In the mind a surprised treasure and pure frowning brows "don’t listen to their nonsense! Xiaojing, did you listen to anyone gossiping behind your back again? "
The head of the small well hangs lower. "Is it stupid for others to say that?"
"Don’t think so, dear Xiaojing. If you are stupid, everyone in the world is stupid. Besides, where are you so cute and stupid? Get ready to be your bride, brother. He can’t live without you. "
"Oh!"
Watching her blink and kiss her eyes, Bao Qi suddenly realized that Xiao Jing would feel bad if she didn’t recover her memory, and she also learned to hide things from people.
Is this good or not?
To be honest, she thought before that if Xiaojing woke up and regained her memory, she might not be as happy as she is now, but now she seems to be unhappy.
I patted her hand like a child, and the conversation turned around and said with a smile, "Hey, honey, I have to tell you that my legs are not good. Can I help you when you have a wedding?"
"oh"
Xiaojing still nodded gently, but she didn’t know what was going on in her heart.
"Don’t go to disorderly want to talk to you just now? Do you understand? "
"Oh, I know …"
Nod obediently, and Fan Tie left the ward in Xiaojing and didn’t say another word.
Even so, Bao Qi sensitively realized that she had lost her memory. She was not sensible, and she was not really stupid. At the same time, the thing in her heart called self-esteem was slowly recovering. Before this thing, it was the most subtle stumbling block for her and Fan Tie. It would be difficult to ensure that it would not be played again.
She wants to wake Fan Tie up a few words, but it’s too limited for outsiders to help men and women. Marriage is not doomed by people, is it?
——
Out of the military general hospital Fan Tie took the little well and got into the car all the way, saying that their wedding didn’t find anything wrong with her face.
When the car was halfway through, the rain outside the window became more encrypted. As soon as the thunder fell behind, the pouring rain slammed on the windshield of the car and splashed several times.
Fan Tie clutched the steering wheel and thought about his own story. "Xiaojing won’t go back to the quadrangle tonight, will you go home with his brother?"
"Siheyuan is home." Xiaojing abnormally didn’t look up at his short answer gloomily.
Fan Tie some back to taste.
Tilting his head, he stared at her. "I haven’t been with my brother for a long time. My brother is thinking …"
"Think about what?"
"Cough! This … "
Section 23
Glancing at her puzzled little appearance, Fan Tieqing felt a little big in her voice. How can she know that a man will be scared if he doesn’t do that for a long time? ?
"Cough brother means … you go home with your brother tonight, and my brother will send you back to the courtyard in the morning."