"Bei Er." Qiao Xinwan was a little helpless, looked at Bei Er, hugged her and made her turn to look at Gu Xuewu, her voice was a little soft: "Bei Er, come, look, this is Dad. Dad, Dad .”
Belle glanced at Gu Xuewu, then turned away quickly, and buried her face in Qiao Xinwan's neck.
Such a resisting look was really not what Qiao Xinwan expected. She raised her head and looked at Gu Xuewu with a somewhat helpless expression.
"She's afraid of strangers, so I guess I need to give her some more time."
"Forget it." Gu Xuewu shook his head. In fact, he was very depressed in his heart, but there was nothing he could do about it. His daughter was still young and couldn't speak. He could only wait for her to get used to it and get used to him: "Anyway, I live here. I have plenty of time, take it easy with her."
"Okay." Qiao Xinwan carried her daughter back to Aunt Zhou, and looked at Gu Xuewu: "Your injury is not fully healed yet. I'll take you to rest. The doctor said you must pay attention to rest."
"Okay." Gu Xuewu was not as fragile as she thought, but seeing her so nervous, he still felt very useful, and obediently followed her back to her room.
Then it was time for him to conquer his daughter's heart. He didn't believe it anymore, if she was with Belle every day, would she accept him? That's really weird.
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Zheng Qimei went downstairs, carefully pushed the cart out of the elevator, and when she got out of the community, she saw Tang Yanan standing there.
City C is already autumn at this time, but the autumn tiger is still very strong, and it is not cold at all. Tang Yanan was standing there in a simple white shirt and black trousers. When he saw her coming out, he took a few steps towards this side.
Seeing him, Zheng Qimei pretended not to see him, pushed her son, passed him, and headed towards her shop.
Tang Yanan's face flashed with some unknown emotion, he didn't speak, and silently followed behind Zheng Qimei.
When the store door was opened, Zheng Qimei opened the door, and Tang Yanan took the initiative to push the rolling gate up.
Zheng Qimei didn't thank him, she entered the door, pushed Xiao Nian's cart in, and then started packing, ready to open the door for business.
Tang Yanan stood there, watching her movements, not knowing how to react.
He couldn't think of anything about his relationship with Zheng Qimei. I can't remember even a little bit, and as long as I think about it, my head hurts badly.
But Zheng Qimei is his wife and Xiao Nian is his son. He couldn't just let it go.
Before he forgot, he had a wife and a child. And he didn't know how to face these two people at all.
He wanted to talk to Zheng Qimei, but she seemed very busy all the time. Organize the shelves, hang the clothes, and arrange them. Occasionally pass by him, as if not seeing him.
Soon, two invited shop assistants also came, and Zheng Qimei was not idle, the season was about to change, and she wanted to contact about the purchase. Last time the manufacturer mentioned some new models. She plans to visit it in two days.
Arrange those catalogs on the coffee table. The posters of several recommended new styles were hung up and placed in the window. If there is a customer who wants it, you can order it as soon as possible.
When she was almost done with work, she heard Xiao Nian crying, she put down the work in hand, and hugged Xiao Nian.
As she thought, the diaper was wet, so she changed Xiao Nian's diaper, and saw that he stopped crying, but turned his little face, wanting to drink milk. She smiled, walked to the counter and sat down, feeding Xiao Nian.
From beginning to end, Tang Yanan sat in the shop and watched her. But she acted like he didn't exist.
It continued like this until evening, when Zheng Qimei closed the shop. She never looked at Tang Yanan. Closed the door and pushed Xiao Nian home. Only halfway through, Tang Yanan stood in front of her.
"Zheng Qimei, let's talk." He realized that he didn't like this feeling. A few days ago, when Zheng Qimei was injured, he obviously hurt her. But her attitude towards him was not the same as it is today.
"What are you talking about?" Zheng Qimei tightened her hand on the cart, her eyes showed resistance and defense. Leaning back a little, staring at Tang Yanan's face: "Tell me, what are you talking about?"
"I..." Tang Yanan looked into her eyes, which shone like stars under the streetlight. Looking at her arms, she is wearing long sleeves today. He couldn't see the scar on her hand, but he knew that the scar must still be there.
"sorry."
"I'm sorry?" Zheng Qimei wanted to laugh a little: "I'm sorry for what?"
"Your injury..."
"My injury is already healed." Zheng Qimei looked at him, the smile didn't reach her eyes, only coldness: "I have to apologize. You should apologize when you hurt me."
"You..." Obviously at the time, she didn't blame herself. Tang Yanan wanted to say this, but couldn't. What he didn't understand was that Zheng Qimei had just returned from death. He was merciful, and she was naturally relieved. If you want to get angry after being shocked, you can't get angry.
Because he didn't kill her and let Xiao Nian go, it made her emotionally complicated, touched and grateful.
And now, he knew that he was her wife and child. Wanting to come back, she didn't tell Tang Yanan about the past between herself and him, so it can only mean that Xuanyuan Hao told him.
She didn't know why Xuanyuan Hao suddenly showed kindness and told him this matter. The heart is very desperate. Because that means that no matter how many things happened between her and him, and no matter how merciful he was to her, nothing could compare to a word Xuanyuan Hao said to him.
In Tang Yanan's heart, the most important person is not her, not her son, but Xuanyuan Huang. This cognition was the reason that made Zheng Qimei resentful.
So you can not complain when you are shot, but you can't not complain at this time. But Tang Yanan will never understand the psychology of this kind of woman. I just feel that things can't go on like this.
"Zheng Qimei, your child is mine, and you are my wife. I..." At this point, Tang Yanan didn't know what to say next, and was momentarily stunned.
"You what?" Zheng Qimei looked at his face, calmly waiting for his answer.
Tang Yanan took a long breath: "Give me a chance and let me take care of you."
He didn't remember the past, but he missed Zheng Qimei's injury and the scene of him taking care of their mother and child. He found that he didn't hate that feeling.
"No need." Zheng Qimei refused without giving Tang Yanan a chance: "I am doing well and don't need you to take care of me. The same is true for my son. I will take good care of him and I don't need you."
After leaving this sentence, she pushed the car past him and walked forward. Since you believe in Xuanyuan Hao so much, and since you care so much about every word Xuanyuan Hao said, then go with Xuanyuan Hao and don't disturb her life.
She can be fine by herself. She can really live a good life after going through all kinds of thinking that Tang Yanan died, and he came back to life, but lost his memory and forgot himself, and even shot her.
Her tone was decisive and her attitude was tough. Tang Yanan watched her leave and wanted to stop her, but he didn't have the courage. Yes. Zheng Qimei is a brave woman, you can tell from her actions. Even without herself, she can live well. She really doesn't need him. Not at all.
So he just gave up? Let her live her own life without caring whether she is good or bad? Watching her take her son alone, and then her life has nothing to do with him. Yeah
"Zheng Qimei has suffered a lot for you, you have to treat her well." Xuanyuan Hao's words resounded in his mind. Tang Yanan nodded unconsciously. Indeed, he couldn't just be like this.
Zheng Qimei was angry that he had forgotten her, there was no other way. After all, he really forgot, so he can only work hard to let her accept him, agree to let him take care of her, and live with their mother and son in the future.
With a decision in his heart, Tang Yanan was not in a hurry, turned around, and walked towards the direction where he parked. The days ahead are long, so he takes his time.
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After Qiao Xinwan took a shower, she got out of the bathroom, and was taken aback when she saw Gu Xuewu in the room. Then it occurred to me that Gu Xuewu was discharged from the hospital today and followed her back to Qiao's house.
But just now he was chatting with his father in the study downstairs, why did he come up so soon
"I've finished taking a shower. You can go take a shower." After Qiao Xinwan finished speaking, she was about to sit down in front of the dressing table. At this time, Gu Xuewu stepped forward and stood in front of her. His gaze swept over Qiao Xinwan who was only wrapped in a towel.
Love is light. Her hair was still dripping with water, and the moisture on her shoulders was still there. She was a little delicate and tender, and she looked very attractive.
"Why didn't you wait for me." Gu Xuewu hooked his arm and wrapped it around Qiao Xinwan's waist: "Wait for me to wash together,"
Qiao Xinwan blushed, and put her hands on his chest: "Gu Xuewu, you, can you be quieter?"
Although the stitches have been removed, the wound is still there. How much should I control it
"No." Gu Xuewu touched her shoulder with one hand, rubbed the delicate skin of her shoulder with his slightly rough fingertips, narrowed his deep black eyes slightly, and lowered his voice a little: "I want you to help me take a bath .”
"Gu Xuewu." Qiao Xinwan's shoulders trembled because of his movements: "I, I've already washed it."
"Wash again." Gu Xuewu leaned down and stared at her flushed cheeks: "Follow me in."
"You, you can go too far." Qiao Xinwan felt a little regretful, how could she have forgotten that this guy has a preference for the bathroom: "I, I'm going to dry my hair, you can wash it if you don't. I don't I'll take care of you."
"I care about you." After Gu Xuewu finished speaking, he squeezed her hands together and carried her to the bathroom.
Qiao Xinwan let out a low cry, her body instinctively wanted to leave his arms: "Gu Xuewu, you, your injury."
She is not light, and he is not afraid of the pain of the wound when he holds himself like this.
"It's okay." Gu Xuewu carried her into the bathroom: "If you are really afraid that I will touch the wound, you can help me take a bath."
"You, you, you..." Qiao Xinwan was at a loss for words. It felt like he really carried himself into the bathroom again, then put her down, put his hands on her forehead, with a dazed face: "Well, let's talk first. It's just a bath, you can't bully me."
"Can't what?" Gu Xuewu raised his eyebrows, looking like he didn't hear clearly.
"You can't bully me." Qiao Xinwan was afraid of him: "Otherwise, I won't wash it for you."
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First update today. I suddenly thought of a word. Men can be relied upon. . . . What is the following sentence. You understand.
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