Chapter 450

"This is..." Looking at Ji Cunxi, Ji Chengfeng always feels familiar, but he is not sure.

"Dad, I'll tell you one thing. In fact, my brother is not dead. He's still alive."

"What?" Ji Chengfeng's eyes widened in surprise. He was dazed by the heavy bomb.

Ji Cunxi nodded, step by step to Ji Chengfeng, "Dad, I'm Cunxi."

Looking at Ji Chengfeng's face, a familiar memory flashed in his mind.

When I was a child, my father was very kind, always holding him and his sister, going out shopping one by one to buy them delicious and fun.

"You Really Cunxi, you're not dead? "

Ji Chengfeng comes over, holds Ji Cunxi's arms and looks at him from top to bottom.

Ji Cunxi turned around and said, "I'm not dead. I'm adopted. Because I forgot my childhood memories, I didn't come to see you and my sister."

"My son. I didn't expect it to grow so big, tall and handsome. I was dreaming the other day. You are still alive. I didn't expect your dream to come true. God treat me very well. " Ji Chengfeng hugs Ji Cunxi like a child.

Ling Xiaohan and Ji Qianchen, standing by, look at this scene warmly.

The lunch at noon was made by Ji Chengfeng himself. He made a big table of good dishes to entertain the three of them.

On the table, they chatted happily.

Ji Chengfeng was very happy, but also took the wine on the table.

"Cunxi, my father is old and the company is out of control. If you can come back, my father will hand over the company to you immediately." Ji Chengfeng brings the bottle to Ling Xiaohan and Ji Cunxi.

"Oh, Dad, they are the son of mayor of Yuncheng now. How can they look up to your poor company?" Ji Qianchen laughs at Ji Fu.

Ji Cunxi smiled shyly and shook his head. "Dad, it may take some time to come back to take care of you. My foster parents have some difficulties in their work. After all, they raised me for more than ten years. "

"It's also true. My idea just now is a bit inappropriate. How about I go to visit your adoptive parents with you tomorrow? Thank them for their cultivation and care for you for so long. Alas, it's not right. How can the mayor meet with the boss of a small ethnic enterprise like me? " Ji Chengfeng is a little excited, and his speech becomes incoherent.

"It's OK. I'll make arrangements for the meeting again. Don't worry about it." Ji Cunxi carefully ate with his head down.

"Don't worry, know you're still alive, happier than anything, as long as you have time to go home and see your father." Ji Chengfeng laughs contentedly, picks up chopsticks and gives Ji Cunxi dishes.

Ji Qianchen bit his chopsticks, thinking deeply and looking dull.

Fortunately, I found my brother, who can make up for my father for a period of time. If one day, she lost her children or her fertility, at least he would not despair to the bottom.

After dinner, the family sat on the sofa and chatted happily.

Ling Xiaohan is very dull and silent. Gao Leng is like an iceberg that is hard to get close to.

The appalling majesty that emanates from all over.

In order not to let this guy continue to destroy the beautiful atmosphere here, Ji Qianchen took the lead to drag Ling Xiaohan away from Ji's home.

On the way back, Ji Qianchen didn't let rob drive directly back to Ling's house, but went to Yuncheng University.

The place where they got together.

Yuncheng University has entered the summer vacation. There are only a few entrance examination students and some passers-by who come to visit.

Ji Qianchen takes Ling Xiaohan's hand and walks into the auditorium where the freshman's opening ceremony was held.

"Ling Xiaohan, do you know how I like you? You are standing on the platform, with all eyes stopped, I sit in the last row, the first eye is your eyes. "

Ji Qianchen found his original position, sat on it, and even his movements were restored to their original appearance.

Ling Xiaohan stepped up the stairs step by step, walked in the middle of the stage, and began to speak to a row of wheat, just as he stood here as an excellent graduate to address all the new students.

Memory and September of that year began to overlap.

In fact, that speech, he did not pay attention to the last row of Ji Qianchen.

She is like a cat with ADHD. She stands up and stares at him.

His eyes locked on her for a second.

Maybe it's this second that makes Ji Qianchen fall in love, or a million years ago.

Leaving the auditorium, the two walked along the hot campus mall, and once again came to the camphor tree, which became more and more prosperous.

The rough trunk is much stronger.

"Husband, do you know? I carved a dash of characters on this tree, and then the tree grew up, but it was hard to find again. " Ji Qianchen led Ling Xiaohan's hand to the back of the tree trunk and pointed to a string of characters he had carved with a knife.

"Ji Qianchen loves Ling Xiaohan all his life and never changes his mind."With the baptism of the years, these handwriting became very light.

Ji Qianchen no longer bothered about why he didn't show up when she expressed her love that year.

Because compared with the truth that he didn't want to tell, she likes her married life with him now.

Ling Xiaohan reached out his hand and gently stroked the handwriting that had been run in by the tree trunk. His heart was warm.

He held out his hand and held Ji Qianchen's palm. "If we can get through this time, I will tell you what happened four years ago."

"It's five years. We have spent a spring festival together. Have you forgotten?"

Ji Qianchen reminded him with a smile.

"Oh, five years."

"The truth doesn't matter to me anymore. At that time, I thought it was really silly that I had been struggling with the truth. Ling Xiaohan, we will be fine, right? " Ji Qianchen stands on tiptoe, hooks his neck and looks at him softly.

"Yes, it will be fine."

Ling Xiaohan nodded and held her in his arms.

Her stomach rested on him.

All of a sudden, something seemed to hit him. The movement was not small.

"Ah, my boy kicked me in the stomach." Ji Qianchen screamed.

Normally, the security is weird. I kicked her for the first time and kicked her father by the way.

Ji Qianchen is inexplicably trying to laugh. "You see, this kid hates you to hold me, and kicks you away."

"How can I have a hunch that this is a son?" Ling Xiaohan frowns and is inferred by the strength of this kick.

"You're wrong. The child is too quiet. It's not like a son. It's normal to kick you suddenly."

Therefore, the two people again around is the male is the female question debated.

Finally, it is concluded that the child is a quiet girl. Ling Xiaohan named her Ling Yi.