Rong Hua squats down and picks up the bookmark that falls at her feet. The front of the bookmark is an orchid pattern, and the back has a date: 12.9.
There was nothing else.
Looking at the three characters, Rong Hua can also determine whether it is Rong Zheng's handwriting.
She could recognize his words, but she couldn't tell if he wrote the three numbers.
She didn't understand what the date meant.
After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't figure out what was special about this date.
It's not Rong Zheng's birthday, nor her birthday, nor Qin Tianen's, nor the old man's, nor Rong Si's. Even his wedding anniversary with Qin Tianen is not this day.
Rong Hua searched his mind for all the days he could think of, and none of them had anything to do with this date.
Her brain suddenly thought of a person - Ding Xinmin!
Is this Ding Xinmin's birthday?
This idea made her feel very uncomfortable. Once again, it seemed that she was crushed by a big stone, which made her feel suffocated.
Holding the bookmark tightly in her hand, she kneaded it into a ball and squeezed it in her palm. Her eyes were gloomy and cold, just like a ghost climbing out of hell.
Standing straight for half an hour, I didn't know what was in her mind. Her eyes were gloomy or gloomy, just like the night outside the window. It was so quiet that she shivered.
Finally come back to God, will be in the hand that she pinched a group of wrinkled bookmarks, re open, looking at the date, take a deep breath, adjust their emotions.
She needs to be calm now, not confused with her thoughts and steps.
If you want to know whether this date is Ding Xinmin's birthday, it's very simple, just need a phone call.
I took my cell phone and dialed a number. Without waiting for the person on the other end of the phone to speak, I directly asked in a cold commanding tone, "I ask you, when is Ding Xinmin's birthday?"
The person on the other end of the phone didn't know what to say. Rong Hua's eyebrows were twisted into a ball, and his eyes were full of wonder and amazement. Then he said to himself, "isn't it? It's not her birthday? "
I don't know how I hung up. She left my cell phone on the other side, still whispering, "it's not her birthday? What does that mean? Rong Zheng, what kind of person are you? Why can't I understand you so well? Why are you getting deeper and deeper? "
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It's drizzling all over the world. In the middle of May, it's refreshing to get up early, giving people a fresh and just feeling.
Mo Zi Tong seldom wakes up so early. He has been lying in bed for more than ten days. It's impossible to say that he's not bored.
He got up early and polished Rong Si for a long time. He even signed an unequal treaty with him and agreed to his many unreasonable demands. Of course, it was all after she gave birth to her baby and had a baby. That made him agree to take her out to get some fresh air.
Mo Zi Tong thinks, agree to agree to chant, anyway from the day of confinement is still long, that is several months later. If you don't admit it, you can't help me!
But she ignored one of master Rong's abilities, that is to settle accounts after autumn, which is absolutely unmatched.
How else is it called an old fox?
At five o'clock, the sun is rising. The warm morning sun shows a smiling face, which is reflected from the camphor tree in the yard. It makes people feel good immediately.
Mo Zi Tong is sitting in a wheelchair, with a cape on her body and a thin blanket on her knee. Rong Si accompanies her.
Take a deep breath, looking at the warm sun, showing a brilliant smile.
Smile is satisfied, just like I haven't seen such a sunrise for a long time, just like a child, seeing everything is satisfied, happy and joyful.
Looking at the faint smile of satisfaction on her face, Rongsi's lips also evoked a smile of satisfaction.
"I haven't seen the rising sun for a long time." She looks forward to and infatuated with said, and then turned his eyes to look at Rong Si, smile like blooming buds in general.
He raised a smile, reached out and rubbed the top of her hair, bowed his head and kissed her on the lips, "you sleep until eight or nine o'clock every morning, how do you say you can see the sun rising in the morning?"
There is a touch of playfulness and ambiguity in his smile, and the look in her eyes is even more elusive.
She resented him and said, "young master Rong, who makes me tired every day?"
Before pregnancy, who works tirelessly every day?
It is said that there is no bad plough, only tired cattle. How to get to him? There are no dead cows, only ploughed fields.
He crooked his lips with a smile, which was playful and evil. His Obsidian eyes were staring at her, and then he said in a slow voice, "it's been a long time since I worked and plowed, my darling. And I remember the request I just agreed to. I want to come back later. Don't try to use a trick to deny my debt. I'm not so easy to deal with. "Mo Zi Tong stares at him angrily.
But his smile was enchanted and rippling.
"Take you out for a walk, take a breath of fresh air, let you see a different morning sunrise." He said with a smile on his face.
Mo Zi Tong toward his eyes bent smile, and then toward him hook fingers, motioned him to bend down.
But how does it look like the owner is calling his pet dog?
Of course, even if it is such an action, Rong Si will never think much about it and will not care about it.
With a faint smile on his lips, his smile was full of doting and love. He bent down and leaned towards her, then squatted down in front of her and looked at her.
She put her hands on his shoulders, raised a smile like a spring breeze, and looked at him delicately, her beautiful eyes looked directly at him like beads and fog.
Then he quickly kisses him on the lips, continues to smile and looks at him with charming eyes, "thank you for your kindness. I can only give you a kiss in return for your kindness."
Finish saying to continue to smile of a face, romantic night of looking at him.
He raised his lips with a smile, deep eyes straight with her, thin lips gently open, leisurely and language, "baby, we are not in a hurry, you have time and opportunity to repay my kindness. A kiss from a dragonfly is not enough to repay my kindness. Well, remember first and ask for it later. "
She looked at him, "later, now please fulfill your promise."
With a smile, Rong Si pushes her wheelchair towards the gate.
There is a car at the door.