Dressed as the real daughter of the wealthy control group

Changge has been playing badly all afternoon, the scenic area is quiet, the rhythm is slow and comfortable, and the summer wind blows people lazily and drowsily.

Today's recording is almost over, and she is sitting on the gazebo outside the flower field and taking a rest with her eyes closed, and sees Fu Huaijin giving her a basket of lily-of-the-valley flowers. The pure white lily-of-the-valley flowers and purple hyacinths blend together. In terms of the foil, it is indescribably good-looking.

She especially liked the burlap basket.Fu Huaijin's taste can always hit her point.

"Like a little bell." Changge took a basket of flowers, watched the small and lovely petals bloom like little bells, inexplicably remembered that he had been a bell all his life, and then he called her little bell.

"Yeah." Fu Huaijin smiled warmly, sat beside her, and wove a small lily of the valley bracelet for her with the remaining flowers and green leaves, and put it on her wrist.

On the slender jade wrist is a string of small bell bracelets, fresh and lovely.

Changge touched the bracelet fondly, raised his eyes and said with a low smile, "Dr. Fu has quite a lot of skills to make a living, and he can be a flower farmer without being a doctor."

Seeing her joking, Fu Huaijin nodded and smiled, "It seems that you really can't die of hunger. It's enough to support your family."

"Those are all here to ask you about medical intractable diseases?" Changge pursed his lips and pointed to the free clinic stalls of the tertiary hospitals not far away. As long as you live long, you can see everything.

"It's just to discuss some issues. I have limited energy alone, and they can be regarded as lightening my burden by coming here."

The domestic medical system is complete and convenient, and ordinary people have medical insurance. With such benefits, there is no need for him to specially organize free clinics.

Only during periods of natural and man-made disasters do doctors need to go out to rescue, such as earthquakes, volcano eruptions, mudslides or others.

It's just that many people in the third world are living in extreme misery, especially women. Most of his free clinics will choose those wartime backward countries with collapsed medical systems.

Changge nodded. As expected of Fu Huaijin, he can organize a free clinic when he travels, accumulating good deeds and accumulating merit.

Thinking of the fact that his ten lifetimes of merit were all saved for her, and that he died young in each lifetime, and would not live past thirty, so he didn't know if he would be able to safely survive the catastrophe in his fate in this lifetime.

Changge lowered his eyes, made up his mind for a long time, and asked in a low voice: "Fu Huaijin, are you willing to be with me?"

She has a withdrawn and indifferent personality, is moody, and doesn't like physical contact with people. She has lived two lives and died once. She doesn't believe in love, so she is really not suitable for dating, but if it is his obsession in the previous life, she is willing to be with him and give it a try. .

She wanted to repay his love debt of ten lifetimes.To her, love is nothing.

As for the future, his obsession with her dissipated, and she could live the rest of her life peacefully.

Fu Huaijin froze when she heard the words, and looked at Changge in disbelief. Seeing that her expression was calm and her eyes were as deep as the sea, she clearly said words of confession, but the words she spit out did not have a trace of warmth, and she jumped suddenly My heart slowly cooled down.

Changge doesn't believe in any love at all.

Are these privileges she bestowed on him really just for the kindness of the previous life as Song Xinghe said?

To repay your favor?But what if the object of her gratitude is not him at all?He doesn't have the slightest memory of what happened in his previous life?What if one day Changge finds out that being with him was a mistake?

Just like a person who got rich overnight, how could he lose all his wealth the next night? It would be a disaster.

Fu Huaijin clenched her trembling fingers, pursed her thin lips, and became silent. There were two voices tearing at him in her heart. A dark and despicable voice roared and asked him to agree, to possess first, to get first, even if it wasn't because of love, then So what!

Another voice looked down at him sympathetically, and said sadly: "Child, she chose to sacrifice her love to be with you only because of repaying her kindness. What if the person she loves is not you at all? If one day she finds true love, you Where should we go?"

Fu Huaijin's eyes were suddenly deep, and his slender jade fingers pressed the center of his brows, covering the obscure and gloomy light in his eyes. After a long time, he heard his own hoarse voice: "I should be the one who said this, Changge."

He raised his eyes, and the glint in his eyes faded away, and he returned to the child of the family like the breeze and the moon in an instant, Wen Run said: "Changge, my personality is not very good. I have lived a lonely life since I was a child, and I don't like to be with the crowd." Contacts, family affection is weak, I don't like to pursue fame and wealth, and I can't give you the life of Vanity Fair, would you like to be with me?"

He expelled the compassionate voice in his heart, and the meanness and darkness prevailed. Even if Changge didn't love him, so what!As long as he is always the gentle Fu Huaijin, no one will discover the crazy possessiveness and dark side in his heart.

The wind is still, the sound of cicadas disappears, and the flowers in the distant flower fields exude a strong fragrance.

Changge met his eyes for a long time, half closed his eyes, nodded and said: "Yes."

Fu Huaijin held her hand restrainedly. Seeing her delicate body tremble, she retracted subconsciously, and held her tightly with her palm, smiling hoarsely: "In the future, you may have to get used to my touch, Miss Qiu. "

Changge looked down at the clasped hands without feeling disgusted. The man's big dry palms still carried the fragrance of lily of the valley, which ironed her heart in the scorching summer.

It turns out that this is the feeling of falling in love, like opening a small door on the isolated island in the heart, allowing his shadow to invade her space little by little.

Perhaps his breath was always gentle and non-aggressive, which made her feel at ease.

Changge didn't withdraw his hand, acquiesced to this behavior, closed his eyes facing the mountain wind, and said in a low voice: "I'll squint for a while, if the director comes to grab the bag, remember to remind me."

"Okay." Fu Huaijin laughed softly. Who would dare to disturb her when she was sleeping? The people in the program crew are all good people. At this moment, even the PD who followed the filming went to film Lou Jing and Zhao Xin. The director and assistant director Hide in the shade and eat watermelon.

He held her hand for a while. Afraid of scaring her, he retracted his hand restraintly, picked up the fan next to her, and fanned her.

When she fell asleep, she was very quiet, as innocent as a child, the hostility between her eyebrows and eyes dissipated a lot, soft, peaceful, and beautiful like a painting.

Fu Huaijin looked a little dazed, and stretched out her hand to lift her wind-blown hair to her fingertips, wrapping it around her heart bit by bit.

He needs to be more restrained, slower, and more patient. Only when she adapts to his existence little by little, and gets used to his existence, can he hold the wind in his palm.

Fu Huaijin lowered her eyes, her gaze was as deep as ink.