Chapter 457 (1/2)
After all, gently fall on the cold ground, one layer, another layer
Turned into a lonely silent snow-white film.
Snow is still, but she is no longer AI HengAn's daughter, no longer his favorite little princess
Suddenly I think of a song,
“……
Snowflakes are like blooming fireworks, wanton between heaven and earth, indulge in a moment,
Why is it that the wind blows my hair and tears the scar of my memory,
Let the past slowly evaporate like fog, let me know what can't let go
……”
As if a six petaled snowflake fell into AI's eyes, one petal melted and turned into a light ripple.
In the room, everyone is distressed with tears in the corner of his eyes, but smile shallow, but don't know what to say, can only quietly look at her, give her strength.
Lin Xiaoru and Xiao Xiaoxiao look at each other silently, praying together that Ji sanshao can come back soon.
……
All of a sudden---
The door of the room rang.
Xiao Xiao thought that her blessing had come to light. She was so excited that she threw down her knife and fork and ran towards the door.
But when he opened the door and saw the people standing outside, his ecstatic face suddenly shriveled, and then he laughed with white teeth. He opened his arms and howled,
”Aunt Gu, xiaomiaomiao ~ ~”
See only---
Outside the room, Ji Tianmiao holds Gu Yimi in his arm. Mother and daughter have the same expression of anxiety and worry.
Gu Yimi's hand, also carrying a tightly wrapped insulation bag.
Gu Yimi directly asked a Xiao girl who was howling and crying. Her gentle words were full of worry,
”Small, shallow?”
Xiao Xiao opened his mouth wide and shriveled,
”The little white rabbit is in it.”
……
At the dining table, Lin Xiaoru was shocked to hear Xiao Xiao's howling---
Madame Ji and the little witch fly back from Italy so soon?
Then the frowning eyebrows suddenly raised, even with undisguised pride.
Even if San Shao is not here, when Mrs. Ji comes back to town, how dare those crazy entertainers talk nonsense!
Gu Yimi pushed the door open and came in.
At a glance, he saw sitting at the dining table, but gazing at Ai Qianqian outside the window, his little face was pale, so he sat quietly.
As if she was the only one left in the world
Gu Yimi has a heartache.
Why does God torture these two children so much?
Vernon is still lying on the hospital bed. He doesn't know whether he can wake up this time. But he is faced with the rumors that can kill people
Gu Yimi's eyes are slightly red, holding the heat preservation bag in his hand, and walking towards AI Qianqian, xiaomiaomiao follows closely.
……
”Shallow.”
Gu Yimi put the heat preservation bag on one side of the dining table, gently grasped AI Qianqian's shoulder and called the girl who seemed to leave her soul.
AI shallow whole body involuntarily trembled for a while, suddenly raised his head, saw the mother to her gentle heartache smile.
Suddenly---
That pair of light ripples of the eyes, a burst of wanton rolling, but always hold in the depths of the eyelids, originally, sadness can also be infectious.
Gu Yimi gently stroked AI Qianqian's small face, warmed the painful cold, and gently called her to say,
”Shallowly, here comes Mommy.”
AI's pale lips open slowly,
”Mommy.”