The sun will shine on the sea of flowers, plating them with a layer of gold again.
Flickering, just like the surging waves.
Because of sitting in a wheelchair, Chang Cong can't see it too comprehensively. It can only be seen from an upward angle. But it is this that makes the scenery in her eyes more spectacular.
Forget words for a while, just want to quietly immersed in this sea of sunflower.
She really likes this kind of flower, for no reason.
At the moment, she just felt that the whole person was completely relaxed from body to heart.
As soon as the little guy came in, he began to run around. Obviously, he was very happy.
"La la la..." childish and sweet melody, reverberated in the surrounding, lingering in the ears of often porridge.
She suddenly some trance, this scene, why some familiar.
Ears gradually noisy, flashed in the brain like scenes of slides.
What's different is that it's a quiet place with only a large sunflower sea swaying with the wind.
And the flash in my mind, it seems that there is a little girl running and singing in the sea of flowers, just like the little scallion now.
Often porridge some confusion, reality and memories seem to be entangled together, can't be separated, let her temporarily don't know where.
The heart seems to stop beating, just feel that everything has been infinitely elongated, repeated in the mind that girl running in the sea of flowers.
Who is it? Who is she?
Chang porridge wanted to see her face clearly, but he couldn't catch up with her
"Who let you in." Just when Chang Cong was in a trance, the man's cold words brought her back to reality.
Chang Cong has not slowed down. Who is talking?
And the man who is cold all over his body, when he sees that he doesn't care about it, his whole body is even colder.
"Can't you hear me when I ask you?" The man simply stretched out his hand and grabbed Chang Cong's chin, forcing her to look at him.
The woman's real courage is growing. She dares to come in here.
The tingling of her chin finally brought back Chang Cong's wandering thoughts, but all the scenes in front of her stimulated her nerves.
This man is crazy!
"You let me go!" The man just looked down at her, eyes full of light mockery.
The cold air around her wrapped her tightly, almost suffocating.
Of course, it's impossible to be honest and wait to die.
Reach out and grab the man's arm, trying to take his hand off his face.
But the man's strength where she can compare, tried several times, no result.
The man just looked at her coldly, just like looking at the mole ant.
Chang Cong only felt full of shame.
She is like an anvil fish on the chopping board. She can only be slaughtered by this man.
Ankle injury so that she can not even stand up, can only look up at the angle of this man.
Chang Cong, who is aware of this, is even more frustrated.
"Baba, you are coming!" Just as the two people were deadlocked and the atmosphere became more and more condensing, the voice of Xiao Conghua came, breaking the embarrassment between them.
It turned out that the little guy just had a good time and ran in the sea of flowers. He forgot his sister Cong who was waiting beside him.
When she ran out to take congee in, she saw Feng Tingmo with his back to her, as if he was talking to sister congee.
Coincidentally, Feng Tingmo's tall body just covered the front of Chang Cong.
In addition, xiaoconghua is already short, so naturally, I can't see what the two people in front are doing.
I'm just happy to see everyone here.
While calling Baba, he ran to the place where they were.
Feng Tingmo didn't panic at all. He just took a warning look at Chang Cong, and then released her hand on her chin.
He turned around with a gentle smile on his face and said, "well." And behind of often gruel gruel, along with his strength of loosen, directly lean to behind of armchair above.
With a look of pain on his face, he gently stroked his chin with his hand.
There is a tingling feeling at the touch. Obviously, the man just made great efforts.
Chang Cong's skin is delicate, a little bump is easy to leave traces, not to mention that men can exert such strength.
Do not look in the mirror often porridge can also imagine that their present appearance will never look good.
It can only be rubbed gently by hand to eliminate the silt on the surface.
There was a sneer in his eyes.
She naturally can see that the man before turning to her that warning eyes mean, is not to let her shut up.
Afraid that she will complain to xiaoconghua, let xiaoconghua know his evil deeds!
Chang Cong closed his eyes.
She won't tell Xiao Conghua what happened just now.
But it's not because he's afraid of fengtingmo and is threatened by him.
It's because she cares about xiaoconghua as much as he does, and doesn't want xiaoconghua to be affected by bad things.
If she told Xiao Conghua about what happened just now, he would be worried about her and have a tantrum with Feng Tingmo.
Although it was good for her, it turned out to be something she didn't want to see.
After all, they are father and daughter. They will live for a long time. They are just a familiar stranger.
At most, they are just a passer-by in their lives. There is no need to make such trouble for her.
Moreover, children's hearts are the most sensitive, it is easy to accept bad influence, thus affecting the development of character.
She just wants that cute little guy to grow up happily, that's enough.
Often porridge itself is not a character will suffer losses, although usually some things she is too lazy to care about, but owe her, she will certainly get back.
But this time, she chose to press down, because she was worried about xiaoconghua.
Don't let her have a chance in the future, otherwise this man owes her, she will double to get back!
The cold color flashed in the eyes of Chang Cong, and even a trace of killing intention flashed unconsciously all over his body.
Behind her, Feng Tingmo felt a chill for a moment. Behind him, there was only the woman
A trace of complexity flashed through the eyes. Is the cat's paw going to light up at last?
He is looking forward to
"Ah, sister porridge, what's wrong with your chin?" With a short leg, Xiao Conghua finally came running, and then he saw Chang Cong behind Feng Tingmo.
Just now, she could only see the corner of the wheelchair, but she couldn't see her sister.
However, before I could share the happiness with her, I saw sister Cong on the wheelchair with her head down and her chin red.
Of course, the little guy was worried. He ran over and half supported himself in the wheelchair. His little hand gently touched Chang Cong's chin, and his voice was full of worry.
The little guy's cool little hand touched the skin on Chang Cong's arm.