Chapter 986

It has been a whole month since Jin Si was able to find Fischer. This is the first time that she has the ability to leave his sight for so long. No matter where in the world, as long as he wants to find her, he never thought it would take so long.

However, this month has passed, and Feixue still hasn't heard from her. The people who reported back were beaten half dead by him.

He became so manic that he was not happy to see anyone.

he didn't understand how exactly he made it. How can a person escape so many eye lines and a vast network of relationships?

France.

Provence, a quiet and elegant town.

There is another white villa near Huatian. The yard is full of flowers.

There is a little girl in the yard who is wearing a white hat and a scarf and a padded jacket. She squats on the ground and picks up a broken flower.

"Xi Xi, you are not cold."

Fisher came out of the room with a pair of gloves.

Squat beside Cheng Xuan and hold her frozen red hands.

"Mommy, Huahua is crying. It's colder than me. Give it the gloves. " Cheng Xuan hands a flower to Fei Xue.

It's a flower in a greenhouse in the yard. It's not easy for someone to fold it out. It's only February. It was so cold that it froze out.

"Silly girl, you are not aware of the cold flowers. You are aware of the cold flowers. I don't want my baby to be frozen."

Feixue clenched her little hand and cherished it.

Since she adopted Song Xi, she has finally found the meaning of life.

The original life is not dull in imagination. If there is a new life coming, it will be totally different.

"But Xi Xi is not afraid of cold, I am afraid it will be cold."

Cheng Xuan frowned and pointed to the flower.

"Then Mommy will help you to put on gloves first. We will hold the flowers and take them to the house. If there is a heating in the house, the flowers will not be cold. Do you think that's ok?"

"Well, good."

Cheng Xuan nodded and agreed.

Go back inside.

Song Qian is drawing in his room. Seeing his mother and daughter come in, he takes his own picture and comes out, "Xueer, Xixi, come and see the picture I drew for you."

Song Qian has a happy smile on his face.

Even though Fisher hasn't promised to be his girlfriend yet, he can't be more satisfied with the warm life of his family.

Now all he can do is wait for fisher to open up and accept him.

Three people sat on the sofa together. Feixue took song Qian's painting and looked at it carefully.

That painting is the delicate spring, the continuous mountains, the green grass at the high foot, flowers everywhere.

In the picture, a man with a white shirt runs at the front with a kite. Behind him, he chases a woman in a red dress and a little girl with a sheepskin braid and a pink skirt.

These three people's facial features outline the three of them.

Seeing this kind of warm painting, on the whole, Fisher should be happy. Isn't that the life she yearns for?

But I always feel a little uncomfortable, as if something is wrong.

"Xi Xi, who is this?" Song Qian asked, pointing to the woman in red in the picture.

"Mommy."

"And this one?"

"Daddy."

"And the little girl?"

"Me."

"All the answers are correct. Xi Xi is really beautiful, smart and clever. How about daddy reward you with one thing? What do you want? Daddy helps you achieve it. " Song Qian picks up Cheng Xuan.

"I want a pair of gloves."

"Well, can you tell daddy what you need gloves for?"

"It's cold for flowers."

Cheng Xuan was still thinking about the frozen flower.

"Ha ha, good. Daddy will make you a pair of gloves in a minute."

Song Qian quickly gave the servant a look. After the servant understood, he went to get the gloves.

After lunch, Cheng Xuan fell asleep.

Song Qian decides to take Feixue to a place.

They came to Houshan, where there was a greenhouse.

Song Qian led her in. Although it's cold and not suitable for lavender to open, he still asked the florist to keep the temperature in the greenhouse to the temperature of lavender. Today, all the lavender in the greenhouse are open.

Song Qian leads Feixue in, and a stream of heat comes to his face.

The purple color of the sky impacts the vision of snow.

A lot of lavender, lavender flowers at a glance, really beautiful.

There is also a faint fragrance of flowers.

Song Qian turns to her side and stares at the expression on Fei Xue's face. There is joy in her expression."How is it? Do you like it? "

"Well, when did you get it? Now is not the season for lavender to open! "

"As long as I want them to bloom, they have to! You should know the flower language of lavender. "

Song Qian squints his eyes and looks at this large field of lavender.

"Waiting for love." Fisher almost blurted out.

"Yes! From the time I identified you, I sent someone to plant this flower here. I think there will always be a chance to show you. This time, I finally found a chance. Xueer, I know you not long ago, but my sincerity should be felt by you. I just want to wait for a suitable pure love to last forever. If it's what I want, no matter how long I can wait, it's like lavender. It's season after season, just want to wait for the one who loves. "

Song Qian is an ultimate romanticist and deserves to be an artist.

Feixue was moved. These things are not available to soldiers like Jin Si.

"Song Qian! I know what you mean, but I just want to ask you, don't you really care about my past with Jin Si? I don't deserve you at all. You are so clean and beautiful. "

Fisher looked down at him with a dignified look.

"If I don't mind, why should I stay by your side all the time instead of running away early? I don't care about the past, I only care about the future, as long as you are willing to give me the future. "

"I can't answer you now, because my mind is very disordered, and I just hope to raise Songxi well. If you want to wait, I may need some time. If you can't wait to know the answer, I at least refuse now, because I can't cheat you, and I can't disguise myself to repay your kindness to me." Fisher said it clearly.

Song Qian smiled and nodded: "I understand that it doesn't matter. I'm willing to wait. It's my will."

"Thank you, song Qian."

"Although it's a polite expression, I really don't like it when you say thank you to me. It seems strange and polite."

"Well, I won't say it. By the way, I have a question that I always want to ask."

Feixue turns her head and looks at Song Qian from head to toe.

"I know what you want to ask?"