"Tingting, godfather is tired. I can't pester Godfather any more." Tao Xiadao.

"Oh, when will Godfather come to see Tingting again?" Tingting is unwilling, but she doesn't ask for it.

"If it's empty, just look at Tingting."

"Godfather must come to see Tingting often.

"Good."

Zhuo ran got up and went to the door. Tao Xia followed him.

Out of the door of the hotel, Zhuo ran said: "go in, don't send any more."

Tao Xia looked back at the three children who were fighting and looked at the straight figure of Zhuo ran in front of her. She gently licked her lips, "Zhuo ran."

Zhuo ran light mouth, "how?"

"If I mean, would you like me without bishin? " Although the harm that Bishen left to her will never disappear, it has gradually faded away with Bishen's death.

"No, you know I'm a heartless person."

Zhuoran looks back at Tingting. Tingting looks like her father. Thinking of her dead brother, her eyes sink.

Tao Xia also looked back at her daughter, who was enviable for her carefree age. "She is very lovely. If she didn't have that disease, she would be a happy girl when she grows up."

Zhuo ran was silent for a while and suddenly said, "Tao Xia."

Tao Xia looked at his handsome face like an ice sculpture, "eh?"

"No matter whether Tingting's illness is cured or not, find a man who can make you happy and marry her."

Tao Xia was stunned. He had a cold temper and was usually quiet. This was the first time I heard him say such words.

But this made her feel bitter and smile bitterly, "I don't know whether tomorrow is life or death, how can I expect those."

Zhuo ran turned around and looked at her eyes, "Tingting's treatment, I will not give up, no matter how much money, is not a problem, you do not have to go out to live."

To live is to kill!

Tao Xia takes a deep breath and laughs. Tingting's heart disease is husband's disease. She has seen countless doctors, but no one can cure her. She doesn't expect too much, "what do you want to do after the Revenge of Mohism?"

Looking at zhuoran's cold eyes, she can feel the loneliness after her cold eyes.

She really wanted to lean on his broad chest and warm his cold heart with herself.

However, this man is the only one she dare not touch and can't touch, because she feels that she is not worthy of him.

But she still wanted him to laugh and be happy.

Zhuo ran lightly pursed thin lips and looked to the distant night, "I don't know, maybe there are still some things to do. Well, it's time for me to go. "

Tao Xia looked at zhuoran step down the steps, in the heart can not say the pain.

***

Gu Xiaoran went up to the second floor.

Go to his bedroom door, stop for a while, did not enter the door, continue to move forward, toward Mo Qing's room.

The door is open.

Obviously, Mo Qing was in the room and left a door for her.

Gu Xiaoran gently pushed the door open.

There was soft light in the room.

Mo Qing leaned on the edge of the bed and looked down at the notebook on her lap.

The black brocade robe hung by the bed.

When she got close to her, she slowly raised her head and gave her a smile. The long and narrow eyes deepened in the light, reflecting the light, but they were all about attractive customs.

Gu Xiaoran stood by the bed and stroked his thin face.

When she showed Yu Fei those photos, she was also in a bad mood.

Because it was not only zhuoran's elder sister, but also Mo Qing's mother and elder sister, as well as hundreds of Mohist people who suffered at that time

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