Chapter 457

After all, gently fall on the cold ground, one layer, another layer

Turned into a lonely silent snow-white film.

Snow is still, but she is no longer AI HengAn's daughter, no longer his favorite little princess

Suddenly I think of a song,

“……

Snowflakes are like blooming fireworks, wanton between heaven and earth, indulge in a moment,

Why is it that the wind blows my hair and tears the scar of my memory,

Let the past slowly evaporate like fog, let me know what can't let go

……”

As if a six petaled snowflake fell into AI's eyes, one petal melted and turned into a light ripple.

In the room, everyone is distressed with tears in the corner of his eyes, but smile shallow, but don't know what to say, can only quietly look at her, give her strength.

Lin Xiaoru and Xiao Xiaoxiao look at each other silently, praying together that Ji sanshao can come back soon.

……

All of a sudden---

The door of the room rang.

Xiao Xiao thought that her blessing had come to light. She was so excited that she threw down her knife and fork and ran towards the door.

But when he opened the door and saw the people standing outside, his ecstatic face suddenly shriveled, and then he laughed with white teeth. He opened his arms and howled,

"Aunt Gu, xiaomiaomiao ~ ~"

See only---

Outside the room, Ji Tianmiao holds Gu Yimi in his arm. Mother and daughter have the same expression of anxiety and worry.

Gu Yimi's hand, also carrying a tightly wrapped insulation bag.

Gu Yimi directly asked a Xiao girl who was howling and crying. Her gentle words were full of worry,

"Small, shallow?"

Xiao Xiao opened his mouth wide and shriveled,

"The little white rabbit is in it."

……

At the dining table, Lin Xiaoru was shocked to hear Xiao Xiao's howling---

Madame Ji and the little witch fly back from Italy so soon?

Then the frowning eyebrows suddenly raised, even with undisguised pride.

Even if San Shao is not here, when Mrs. Ji comes back to town, how dare those crazy entertainers talk nonsense!

Gu Yimi pushed the door open and came in.

At a glance, he saw sitting at the dining table, but gazing at Ai Qianqian outside the window, his little face was pale, so he sat quietly.

As if she was the only one left in the world

Gu Yimi has a heartache.

Why does God torture these two children so much?

Vernon is still lying on the hospital bed. He doesn't know whether he can wake up this time. But he is faced with the rumors that can kill people

Gu Yimi's eyes are slightly red, holding the heat preservation bag in his hand, and walking towards AI Qianqian, xiaomiaomiao follows closely.

……

"Shallow."

Gu Yimi put the heat preservation bag on one side of the dining table, gently grasped AI Qianqian's shoulder and called the girl who seemed to leave her soul.

AI shallow whole body involuntarily trembled for a while, suddenly raised his head, saw the mother to her gentle heartache smile.

Suddenly---

That pair of light ripples of the eyes, a burst of wanton rolling, but always hold in the depths of the eyelids, originally, sadness can also be infectious.

Gu Yimi gently stroked AI Qianqian's small face, warmed the painful cold, and gently called her to say,

"Shallowly, here comes Mommy."

AI's pale lips open slowly,

"Mommy."

Gu Yimi nodded and responded,

"Well, it's Mommy. You've been wronged."

The wave of light in the eyes more wantonly diffuse, a circle of Pan open, AI shallow lonely shook his head, but replied,

"Mommy, Ji Moji is also hurt."

……

Listen, Gu Yimi's heart is in pain all of a sudden!

The soft voice even choked, gently hugged AI Qianqian's head, protected his arms, and said fondly,

"Silly boy, everything will pass."

Standing next to xiaomiaomiao, he could not help turning around. On the small face that always smiles arrogantly, there are tears of sadness!

Looking at, Lin Xiaoru and Xiao Xiao suddenly stop their heart! All of a sudden hanging to the throat!

What's the matter with xiaomiaomiao?!

What happened to Ji San Shao?!

Ji Tianmiao raised the back of his hand and wiped away the tears on his face! And then clenched into a fist!

With tears in his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the flying snowflakes outside the window and cried in his heart,

"Little brother, you must wake up!"

……

At three pm.

The lobby on the first floor of Paris Hotel in s city.

A huge and even unprecedented press conference, the entire hotel hall, all carrying cameras of the national media reporters crowded.

Of course, even if everyone wants to break out more powerful news, today's press conference is not only mayor AI's coming, but also Mrs. Ji's.

Before the beginning, all like primary school students sit in rows, sit upright.

On the side porch of the hall---

Gu Yimi holds AI Qianqian's hand. Her beautiful face is as elegant as ever. She asks softly,

"Shallowly, are you ready?"

AI shallow slightly under eyelids, looked at the other hand has been holding the phone.

See only---

The screen saver of the mobile phone is a picture taken by AI Qianqian and Ji Tianqi in front of the Irish church.

In the tender and romantic sunshine, he said to her,

"Heart to eternity."

Ji Mo Ji, this time, I will guard you.

AI shallow shallow holds the small hand tighter, raises the head.

I saw that the eyes of the glass, shot out of a Obsidian brilliance, in this bleak and lonely snow color, smashed all the sadness, softly but very firmly said,

"Well, Mommy, you're ready. Let's go in."

Outside the window---

The snow is bigger, and the sound of "Susu" snowflakes vanishes the complexity, loneliness and silence of the whole world.

……

When AI Qianqian walked into the hotel hall from the side corridor, he saw AI HengAn who had already entered the hotel.

He's old, really old

Originally, the white hair around the temples has grown wantonly.

She used to be the most handsome man in her mind, but now she looks wrinkled and old. She even sits in the dazzling wheelchair and never holds her over her shoulder as she did when she was a child

AI shallow heart, good pain, good pain

AI Heng An also chaotic eyes, looking at his daughter, dry lips can only call her silently.

But AI Qianqian heard it. He heard AI HengAn's Distressed voice,

"Shallow, my daughter..."

Dad, can I still call you that?

AI shallow steps, some stiff.

……