In the moment, Ban Jianing stared at the little face of the shepherd.
The pupils are shrunk, and the bottom of the eye passes over a wave of emotions like the waves rolling.
As for what emotions, he himself could not tell.
He only knew that when he saw the little boy, the deepest part of his heart, the softest part of the piece was gently hit.
When the shepherd saw that the other party did not respond, he smiled and owed a small body to the small body, and then walked by the side of the class.
Ban Jianing turned his head and followed his head.
Seeing that he was carrying two porridges into the hospital, he raised his eyebrows and thought about it.
Why, when he thinks that the little boy is laughing, his eyes are especially like a pastoral?
Illusion...
Yesterday saw a back on the set, but also thought like a pastoral.
Now I saw a little boy’s smile and thought of her husband’s heart.
Ban Jianing regained his gaze and the little boy entered the hospital. He shook his head helplessly, wondering if he would see a puppy dog in a while, would he also think of herding...
In the face of Song Wushou, he did not admit that he still liked herding. In fact, he knew that he still liked a woman who was not very good and a little proud.
He didn't understand, obviously there wasn't too much intersection, that is, when she saw her for the first time, she liked it.
After I like it, I don’t feel excited about other women.
Ban Jianing went into the porridge shop. He should come often, and the boss knew him as a frequent visitor.
"Ban always, go to work in the south today?" The boss told the boss to give Ban Jianing a porridge and a green vegetable.
In the south, Ban Jianing specializes in editing the office of the film. In order to allow the "Ma San Gun" to be broadcasted in the fastest time, he has to personally supervise the editing work in front.
Every time I go to work in the south, I have to go through here. He will eat bowl of porridge here. After a long time, the boss will know him.
"Is the child just coming?" asked Bang Jianing.
The boss opened the porridge shop here for so long, and it was the first time I saw a cute, handsome, so small child who came to buy porridge.
He also asked him a few words, so when the class asked him, he knew who Banning was referring to.
The boss shook his head: "I was impressed with him for the first time. I should have never been here before."
Ban Jianing heard that the mouth was silent.
"He said that her mother was sick and was hanging in the hospital. I asked him if his father was taking care of his mother. He said that he had never seen his father." The boss said again.
Ban Jianing heard, raised his eyebrows, never saw his father... Will he still be born, and his father will die?
Ban Jianing felt in the heart: It was a poor child and a woman.
After eating porridge, out of the porridge shop, the class Jianing hospital looked.
The little boy’s mother should still be dripping?
Strange, why does he have a kind... want to go in and see what they think?
Just when he hesitated to go to the hospital and went to the infusion area, his phone rang.
It was written by Song Wuyou.
Song Wuyou: "Jia Ning, are you free next month?"
Ban Jianing: "If you have time, you must have time, Xiaobao's birthday. If I don't go back, will she spare me?"
Song Wuyou: "You will remember her birthday, she will be very happy."
Ban Jianing: "Ask her what gift she likes, I will give it to her."
Song Wushou: "She doesn't have anything, as long as she is birthday, she is very happy when you come back to eat."
Ban Jianing: "Well, I will go back on time."
Song Wushou: "Jia Ning, in A city for so long, have you met with the animal husbandry?"