It turned out that telling him to eat was the reason for her to return!
Ling Wanxing snorted and lay flat, "OK."
That posture, put clear let Su Wan Tong feed him.
Su Wan Tong walked along with his lunch box and calmly said, "I have something else to do, you yourself..."
"After you left just now, I felt my heart was a little uncomfortable. Maybe I couldn't eat it!"
Voice over, you feed me, I can eat!
Su Wan Tong is too understanding Ling Wanxing's character, if put in the usual, she may also step back.
But now he was obviously joking about his health, and when he came in just now, he clearly saw that he wanted to open the cold porridge box on the table.
Su Wan Tong quietly looked at Ling Wanxing, put the lunch box on the bedside table, and whispered, "I've told the bodyguard that I will send you dinner on time. It's up to you to eat or not!"
Fall this one to remind, Su Wan Tong turns round to walk.
Ling Wanxing languidly Leng in bed, half pay did not return to God.
This seems to be the first time he has seen such obvious emotional ups and downs of Wan Tong.
Because it's a little meal thing.
Ling Wanxing looked at the gate for a long time, but Su Wantong never came back.
He had no choice but to sit up bitterly, sigh and open the lunch box, a person finished the vegetable porridge.
If I had known... I would not have been clever!
……
Three days later, Ling Wanxing rushed back to Longhuai from the southwest.
After the onset of angina, Ling Wanxing paid more attention to his health than usual.
Not afraid of death, but worried about life has not been forgiven Wan Tong, then even if the death, he can not rest.
So, the first thing I did when I went back to Longhuai, Ling Wanxing went to the insurance company.
He added two large insurance in his own name, and the beneficiary was su Wantong.
Today's Wan Tong does not lack this property, but Ling Wanxing still hopes that if she has another accident in the future, she can at least leave some thoughts of her own.
At this time, one o'clock in the afternoon.
Ling Wanxing returned to his own Hui style house.
All the way, he was a little tired, sitting on the courtyard chair in front of the door, looking at the artificial stream, dazed.
His fingers kept rubbing the mobile phone screen, hesitated for a long time, or sent her a wechat.
Ling Wanxing: Wan Tong, are you busy?
Wechat has been sent, but there has been no reply.
Ling Wanxing wait for a moment, simply put the mobile phone on the side of the small tea table.
Longhuai weather temperature is moderate, although gradually into early summer, but with the wind blowing, but also more comfortable.
While waiting for Su Wantong's reply, Ling Wanxing falls asleep unconsciously.
Over 40 years old man, in the moment before falling asleep, can't help but self mockery of abdominal Fei: really old, energy is not as good as before.
……
In the evening, Ling Wanxing wakes up in the afterglow of the setting sun.
Although the reclining chair is comfortable, it is hard to stay in it for a long time.
Ling Wanxing sat up with the armrest, rubbed his shoulder, and a blanket slipped from his knee.
He gave a casual glance and didn't take it seriously.
Suddenly think of before to Su Wan Tong sent wechat, he quickly picked up the phone, the result is very disappointed.
The screen is empty!
Have you been so busy all afternoon that you don't even have time to watch your cell phone?
Or, seeing the news, but not willing to reply to him?
Ling Wanxing speculated about all kinds of possibilities until the bodyguard passed the courtyard and stopped behind him, "Sir, are you awake?"
"Well." Ling Wanxing answered faintly, feeling very depressed.