Tang Qing Leng for a moment, subconsciously covered his right eye, hiding for a while.

She rubbed her fingertips and whispered, "I wanted to ask you before What's wrong with your eye

Tang Qing responded with a meaningless smile: "something happened, blind."

Seeing that she didn't want to say too much, Tang Ning didn't continue to ask, but her heart was a little heavy.

Tang Yi came down from the upstairs. He changed into a suit of casual clothes, ordinary white clothes and black trousers. Because of his tall and slender figure, he was full of the smell of hormones. He looked strong and wild.

He said, "let's go."

Downing nodded. "Let's go."

Tang Yi comes over and holds Tang Qing. Tang Qing, leaning on crutches, raises his head and smiles gratefully at Tang Yi. "It's OK. I can walk by myself."

Tang Yisong opens his hand and looks at Tang leaning on crutches to get up steadily from the sofa.

After returning from the island, she changed her alloy crutches. According to Fu Tingyuan, what kind of aviation material was it made of? It was not for sale. A crutch was only a few hundred grams in her hand. It was light and thin, and could be folded. The whole body was dark. It felt like metal, but it had no metal weight.

It was sent by Fu Tingyuan himself. It was used as soon as it was brought in. It was much more convenient than that bought in the hospital.

Donning walked in front of her. She wore a long red dress with Bohemian style. Her shoulders were bare and her hair was pulled up. She tied her hairpin behind her head. She looked bright and flaunting. She turned to look at Tang's crutches and said with a smile, "this crutch looks good."

Tang Qing walked slowly beside Tang Yi. Hearing Tang Ning's words, he laughed and said, "the things Mr. Fu sent are naturally the best."

Her body is a white dress, the waist is slender, weak.

Obviously, it is the same face, but two completely different customs. As long as you know their sisters, you can never admit them wrong.

*

the centre of London is as lively as ever.

The city is full of people and cars. This city with modern style and elegant British gentlemen makes people feel fashionable and lively every time it comes.

They like ordinary people in the street slowly stroll, for these people, just walking on the street, is a kind of unspeakable enjoyment.

Walking to a dessert shop, Tang Ning takes Tang Qing to sit down and asks Tang Yi to buy dessert.

Tang Yi took a look at her, then shook his head helplessly and went to line up for the two ladies.

"Wow." Through the clean and transparent glass window, Downing looked out at the international city with exotic flavor, and sincerely sighed, "is this where I want to live in the future?"

Tang poured cold water on her, "wake up, you can't afford a loan here. You live four hours away from here."

"I don't care," said Downing, squinting happily on the cold table. "This is where I live. It's like a dream to think about it."

Tang Qing smiles at his words, and finally says nothing more. Tang Ning raises his head and looks out of the window.

The sun is shining over the earth. Some people in this world can enjoy the sunshine without any distractions, and some people will never see the sun. Some people have died, some people can live happily.