Luo Yu's heart is soft. Although Zhang Xiaofan just described for all the good is not that kind of trust.
But she is still a shallow smile, its smile, dimple, beautiful.
Now, Zhang Xiaofan hopes to make Luo Yurou happy again, hoping to solve her heart knot as soon as possible.
Therefore, he always accompanied Luo Yurou and talked about what he saw and heard when he went to Russia this time. What's more, he made Luo Yurou's heart hang high, and Zhang Xiaofan's cold sweat loomed in his palm.
But when Zhang Xiaofan talked about the anecdotes he saw along the way, Luo Yurou, who was also amused, kept covering her mouth and giggling.
At the door of the ward, Luo Qingshan, who originally wanted to walk in directly, had a look outside the door. He couldn't help but stop, and then walked out quietly.
At the same time, Luo Qingshan can't help but express his emotion.
"Sure enough, as our ancestors have always said, a married daughter is like water thrown out, but she can't get it back."
"In this nearly a month's time, he Luo Qingshan stood by his daughter's hospital bed and said a thousand words, which was of no help. But when his little lover came, in a few words, he was able to amuse his daughter with a smile and a flutter."
"It's not married yet. It's all like this. If you marry this man, it's too bad?"
"Sure enough, the girl didn't stay..."
"It's a pity that..."
"After all, it's too late..."
After thinking of this, Luo Qingshan sighed deeply. Holding the handrail of the stairs, he hobbled to the hall on the first floor. He found a chair in the rest area and sat down. His eyes looked at the people coming and going, dazed.
I don't know how long it's been like this, but the position beside Luo Qingshan is suddenly a person.
But for the man sitting down beside him, Luo Qingshan didn't even turn his head from the beginning to the end. He just said in a low voice.
"I'm sorry, I'm not in a good mood now. Can you leave me alone?"
"I said," Lao Luo, how can you do this? If you say you're going to turn over, you're going to turn over
At this time, a very rich man's deep voice of this trip sounded slowly on one side.
Hearing this familiar voice, Luo Qingshan couldn't help but follow it. Instead, he saw a middle-aged man with a national face, nodding to himself.
After seeing this familiar face, Luo Qingshan was slightly stunned at first, and then looked happy and said.
"Lao Zhou, why are you so free today that you suddenly want to come to the hospital to see me?"
When Zhou qiangdong heard this, he shook his hand and gave a laugh. He took a bag of Yellow Crane Tower out of his coat pocket, lowered it and said.
"I've come to visit you, an old friend I haven't seen for a long time. Come on, the Yellow Crane Tower is still very exciting
On hearing this, Luo Qingshan subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to take the cigarette from Zhou qiangdong.
However, Luo Qingshan just stretched out his hand, but he stopped in mid air.
He reluctantly smile, said: "forget it, I will not smoke, before this cigarette I have given up, will not touch this thing..."