Chapter 1322

That year, he was a teenager who grew up in an orphanage with his sister by the hand.

One by one, the children around were picked up by other parents. Only he and his sister were unwilling to please the parents who came to the orphanage to adopt their children.

Because that means to be separated from my sister.

The little boy swore in his heart that he would never separate from his sister.

So, both of them depend on each other.

Until one day, a woman, holding a little girl in her hand, came to the orphanage.

Little girl looks amazing, that grade has seen her face in the future.

The little girl's mother didn't come to the orphanage to adopt or foster children. She just came here to give the intimate clothes she had collected to all of you.

And the beautiful little girl beside her distributed those things one by one according to her mother's wishes.

Her beauty, and the love she got, make the little girl look so perfect, so enviable, so full of happiness.

The little boy was also deeply attracted by the invisible aura.

At that time, how he wanted to stand with the little girl, play together, grow up together.

However, due to the relationship of identity, I have no way to do so.

He could only take his sister's hand to receive the welfare from the little girl and her mother.

They take care of the welfare of orphans that no one wants.

The little boy is Ling haoxuan and the little girl is an Xiaojing.

At that time, an Xiaojing was so happy and dazzling that everyone around her envied her.

From then on, Ling haoxuan fell in love with an Xiaojing who came to the orphanage with her mother every Saturday.

He accepted their favor, but never said a word to an Xiaojing.

He thought, it's the inferiority that comes out of the child's heart.

Because of the lack of parents, no love, nothing.

To see such a perfect girl, he only has self abasement, and the care when he sees her.

That kind of peeping.

Ling haoxuan began to look forward to every Saturday.

However, every day, an Xiaojing could not see another chance.

She didn't show up at the orphanage, after a Saturday.

Ling haoxuan ran to the dean and wanted to make it clear.

Only then did I know that an Xiaojing's mother had passed away, so she would never come again.

At that time, he didn't know her name.

I just heard that her name was Ann.

Since then, Ling haoxuan has vowed to marry that girl when she grows up.

He wants to be with that girl.

However, when he had the ability to leave the orphanage with his sister, he spent all his time on struggle and revenge.

The memory of childhood gradually dissipated.

It was not until one day that he saw that Leng's group bought an's and made it bankrupt. When he saw the photo of the woman in the report, he was slightly surprised.

The picture of that woman is just like the girl I've been looking for.

He began to find someone to collect information about Leng Shao granny, and finally confirmed that an Xiaojing was the girl who accompanied her mother to deliver welfare to the orphanage.

She hasn't changed much.

It's still as desirable as it was at first.

What's more, she was able to make up with the man who destroyed her family, and let that man fall in love with her.

So, this is the best place for an Xiaojing.

He is unwilling. He wants to take back an Xiaojing by all means.

At last, he thought of such a way.

Let her die.

Let her die in front of everyone.

However, he failed. Because of the fire in the cave, an Xiaojing had a disfigurement on her face.

Besides, her life is very weak.

"Are you ok?"

Ling haoxuan squatted down, his voice sounds very gentle.

Just like when he first met an Xiaojing.

At that time, he also looked at her so gently.

Close to her child, close to her.

But now, no matter how Ling haoxuan calls, the people on the bed just don't move.

Ling haoxuan looks at an Xiaojing, and then outside the room, there is a knock.

"Come in!"

The door was half covered, and the people outside came in with gentle steps.

Men are handsome and coquettish. If they are not tall, they really look like a woman.

His face is very white and his skin can be broken.

The charm in the eyes is also charming."Who are you?"

"I am Feng Kexin!"

The man answered softly, and then looked at an Xiaojing on the bed.

"I haven't heard of you. Can you cure her?"

Ling haoxuan asked.

Feng Kexin looks at the sleeping woman on the bed.

He nodded.

"Of course, her injuries are not so serious."

"I know, I mean, her skin?"

Ling haoxuan's most distressed is an Xiaojing's ruined face.

It's also due to the lack of careful planning.

He didn't want her to leave any scars.

"This scar is really difficult."

Feng Kexin sighed.

"But let's wake her up first."

Ling haoxuan nodded.

Feng Kexin looked at an Xiaojing and sighed.

"Take the medicine I prescribed for you before?"

"You prescribed it before?"

Ling haoxuan doesn't understand, because he is the doctor who let his subordinates find. Unexpectedly, it is this coquettish man.

"Well."

"Eating, eating on time, from the pharmacy to hand that moment, did not stop, and dundundun are very punctual."

Ling haoxuan takes a look at an Xiaojing on the bed.

"That's strange."

Feng Kexin's pretty brow is slightly wrinkled.

"I give the medicine, she took it will be OK, she does not want to wake up, she does not want to wake up."

Feng Kexin seems to understand.

All this is just love.

The woman at the head of the bed doesn't want to wake up. She's afraid that the person she's facing is not the one she wants to see most.

"What about that?"

Ling haoxuan asked.

Feng Kexin shook his head: "it's necessary to tie the bell to solve the problem. Isn't it the best to wake her up from the people she cares about most? "

"No way. She's already mine. She won't be anyone else's anymore."

Ling haoxuan swears.

He managed to get an Xiaojing to his side. How could he send her back to Leng Yichen?

He can't do it.

"Well, then we have to wait."

Feng Kexin is helpless.

He looked at the woman on the bed and gave Ling haoxuan a small purple bottle.

"If you rub this on her, the scar will fade away slowly."

"This one?"

"Well!"

Feng Kexin nodded.

Ling haoxuan took the bottle.

Another look at the wind.

"You don't look like a local. Where are you from?"

"This..."

Feng Kexin can't tell why for a while.

"I'm a local, but these clothes are the customs of our hometown. I just brought them here."

Feng Kexin smiles.

He is a big man, wearing a robe to mop the floor.

If the hair was longer, it would really make people think that he came across from ancient times.