Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Lin Shizhen looked at Fu Qinglun. After a few seconds, she pulled out her thin legs and walked forward.

When she came to the tombstone, she lowered her white bouquet in front of the tombstone, and stood up. "Mom, I'm coming to see you."

These three years, her voice is still cold and sweet.

At this time, a gust of wind was blowing, and the leaves were rustling. Mother Lin on the tombstone looked at the two people with a smile.

When Lin Lin left, she entrusted Lin Shizhen to Fu Qinglun, but unfortunately, Fu Qinglun was not at that time.

Mother Lin said that she believes that no matter what happens in the future, Fu Qinglun will take good care of Lin Shizhen on her behalf.

The smile on Mother Lin's face seemed more loving.

The two stood together, both wearing black clothes. At this moment, the sky was drizzling with drizzle, and the figures of the two were standing in harmony and incomparable.

It was Lin Shizhen who spoke first, without looking at the man beside her, she just looked at her mother on the tombstone and said, "Thank you for seeing my mother."

There was no emotional expression on Fu Qinglun's handsome Sven face, and he replied lightly, "No thanks."

"Are you okay?"

"Well, it's not bad." As Fu Qinglun copied the trousers pocket with one hand, and looked at the woman around him, he could see her beautiful little face lines, exuding a faint jade-like calmness and luster, "You passed How's it going? "

Lin Shizhen turned to his side, raised his beautiful eyes and looked at him, "Good."

She said, fine.

In her eyes was a wave of spring water, twinkling warm ripples and a touch of happiness and satisfaction. Fu Qinglun glanced and knew that she had not lied, and she had been very good in the past three years.

Oh, it turned out she was doing well.

In Fu Qinglun's one-handed trouser pocket, a scarlet radian radiated from the corners of the crimson lips. She had never smiled this way when she was with him before.

"It seems that Fu Jingtong is good to you."

Fu Jingtong.

Hearing this name, Lin Shizhen's eyes flickered. She ran away at the wedding three years ago. Fu Jingtong announced that she was unwell and ended the wedding. In order to cover up her escape marriage, Fu Jingtong declared that he and She will settle abroad, so in the past three years, she is still Fu Jingtong's wife.

Lin Shizhen didn't say anything, she just picked a pair of Yanyu Liumei and smiled slightly.

At this time, the housekeeper came over and held up a black umbrella for Fu Qinglun. "Master Shaobao, we should go back. Typhoons and showers will come soon."

The weather in Yecheng these days is very bad and unpredictable.

Fu Qinglun looked at Lin Shizhen, "Why go, I'll send you a ride."

"No need." Lin Shiyi declined.

"A car to pick you up?"

"Well." Lin Shibi nodded.

Fu Qinglun glanced at her unclearly, then reached out and took the black umbrella off her head and handed it to her, "It's raining, the umbrella is for you."

The drizzle just now got worse, and the black umbrella was handed over. Lin Shizhen saw his shoulder half wet, and he got wet. "I don't need an umbrella ..."

Before she finished speaking, Fu Qinglun directly put the black umbrella in her hand into her small hand. "After all, we are married together. Although there is no love now, there is no need to pretend to be a stranger. You dare not answer? "

He stuffed the black umbrella over, and the hands of the two accidentally bumped together.

Her hands were cold.

It's not cold, but ice, which has no temperature.

"Are you cold?" He asked.

Feeling that his white fingertips were sticking to his little hand, Lin Shizhen held the handle of the umbrella, and moved back a little, his red lips radiated a beautiful and calm arc, "Not cold , Shao Fu, thank you. "

She pulled away from him.

Fu Qinglun didn't say anything, he pulled out his long legs and turned to leave.

he's gone.

Lin Shizhen stood on the spot and watched his back, the housekeeper propped up a black umbrella on his head again, and his pace was calm and steady, and soon disappeared into her sight.

Three years ago, she also sent him away.

Lin Shizhen felt cold. She held a black umbrella in one small hand and wrapped her body around the other. She suffered a lot when she gave birth to a small lemon, and she had confinement. The most serious thing was the cold.

It's a little bit colder, and her hands and feet will be cold like ice.

When winter comes, she will take a small lemon to live in the spring season.

Lin Shizhen stood in front of the tombstone and looked at his mother, "Mom, this time I did not bring a small lemon, the temperature difference here is too great, I am afraid she has a cold, but small lemon misses you very much, I miss my grandmother, next time I have I will bring her the opportunity. "

"In the past three years, Little Lemon's health has been bad. Wait a few days, she should go to kindergarten. The school is most susceptible to cross infection. I am very worried. I heard that there is a divine doctor called Sikong. Maybe he can cure the child Lemon, let small lemons play and play like normal people. I'm looking for him, and mom must bless me to find him. "

Lin Shizhen put out her green fingers and gently touched her mother's face, her white eyes were a little red, "Mom, I miss you."

I really miss my mother.

If the mother is still there, she, Little Lemon, and the mother will be in the same generation for three generations.

When she gave birth to a small lemon, she always missed her mother every time she was suffering. Only when she became a mother herself could she truly appreciate the pain of being a mother.

Mother Lin looked at Lin Shizhen tenderly, her mother's soft eyes looked like a big old hand, and she gently stroked her cheek.

"Mom," Lin Shizhen's clear voice suddenly lowered and softened, "Fu Qinglun came to see you."

"He and I have become a thing of the past, but Little Lemon wants to talk about it. You said, should I tell him?"

"Mom, he's going to be nice, right?"

Mother Lin is doomed to be unable to answer Lin Shizhen's question.

At this time, a strong wind came, and the black umbrella was almost blown away. Maybe the tornado really came.

"Mom, I'm leaving. I'll see you again next year."

After speaking, Lin Shizhen turned and left.

...

Lin Shi poked out of the tomb ridge. At this moment, there was a bang, and a lightning flashed across the sky.

Suddenly, the lightning flashed and thundered, making it rainy.

Lin Shizhen stood under a bus stop to shelter from the rain. This is Tomb Ridge, which is remote. In such bad weather, there is no car or vehicle on the street.

At this moment the black umbrella in his hand was blown away by a gust of wind and landed on the street.

Her umbrella.

Lin Shizhen drew his thin legs and ran into the rain to pick up an umbrella.

As the heavy rain poured down, she was quickly wet more than half.

Picking up the black umbrella, Lin Shizhen raised her eyebrows, how should she go back?

At this time, an extended business luxury car stopped slowly and stopped in front of her.