Become the favorite of the sick lady (Gl)

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The blood on the fingertips bleeds from touching the wooden sign, making the old wooden sign look even uglier.

Lin Qian frantically wiped the blood with her sleeve, but the dirty sleeve not only failed to wipe off the blood, but spread the blood away, accompanied by some dirty marks.

"Miss, Qian'er... I'm sorry.

It's all... shallow... not good. "

Like the last straw that broke the camel's back, Lin Qian cried desperately holding the wooden sign.

But this time, no matter how long she cried or how sad she was, no one would gently wipe her tears and try her best to comfort her.

Miss~

Miss~

The word love is so heavy, why do you put it on Qian'er?

Qian'er is completely unworthy! !

***

"Qian'er, Qian'er~"

There was always a calm voice calling in my ear, and those heavy pictures gradually faded away.

Lin Qian blinked, looked up at the gloomy sky, feeling a little dazed.

"However, the umbrella is not properly supported, and the rain is dripping down."

The soft veil was gently wiped against the forehead, and the helpless voice rang out again.

Lin Qian subconsciously turned her head. She wore a white flower on her head and was dressed in white. Because she was over forty, Fang Fei, who had lost her girlish air and more mature women, was leaning over to wipe the raindrops for her.

"Okay, we've finished our worship, it's raining heavily outside, let's go back."

The raindrops were wiped off, Fang Fei put away the handkerchief, looked up at the sky, and spoke softly.

The gloomy sky, the dripping rain, the tombstone standing quietly.

Everything seems to be exactly the same.

But Lin Qian knew very clearly that it was completely different.

"Crack~"

"Qian'er, why do you..."

Lin Qian let the umbrella in her hand drop to the ground. Facing Fang Fei's astonished words, she took two steps forward, wrapped her arms around Fang Fei's waist, and buried her whole body in Fang Fei's chest with all her strength. .

"Miss, I want to hug you."

"Qian'er, you are over forty, why are you still like this..."

In the reprimand-like words, Fang Fei's umbrella tilted more and more, and after covering Lin Qian completely, she gently patted her back with the other hand.

"Just hug it. It's raining heavily outside, so be careful of catching a cold."

The author has something to say: Today is Qingming, and I have seen too many touching moments.

So I suddenly wrote this story.

I love you guys`

Chapter 101 Blessing

Lin Qian, who took her jealousy for granted and gained some benefits from it, no matter how unwilling she was, the carriage behind her suddenly sped up and walked side by side, inviting them to take a rest halfway, but she was still forced to go with the young lady. I came down to see the lady's family.

In the bright and warm sunshine, the wind was quite chilly due to being far away from Wenlang Town, but after Lin Qian had prepared enough, Fang Fei, who was wearing thick clothes and had Mrs. Tang on her hand, looked good, and she was not afraid at all. cold.

After meeting the lady several times, Lin Qian always met with Fang Fei, almost in a state of fugue every time, but it could be seen that the two of them had a good atmosphere at the moment.

Maybe it's because they have to go home after leaving Wenlang Town, so the two of them talked a lot more today than in the past.

It was the first time Lin Qian saw Madam's husband. He was about 27 or [-] years old. He was dressed in a green shirt. He was gentle and elegant.

This pair of lovers and concubines, the beauty of a man and a woman, further proved how unreasonable Lin Qian's previous jealousy was.

But she kept reminding her that Lin Qian's unreasonable jealousy was still going on!

We've already said hello, why do we need to invite each other down for a chat?

They are obviously in a hurry to go back home, why are there so many topics to talk about in this meeting?

Lin Qian lowered her eyes quietly, and from the corner of her eye, she saw how her young lady was having a good time with the lady, and her heart ached.

But after all, she was not a woman who had no city in her previous life.

No matter what's in his heart, he didn't show anything on his face, but seeing the two people laughing because of the same topic, the atmosphere was very good and it didn't look like it was going to end soon, Lin Qian sighed in distress, lowered her eyebrows and said pleasantly:

"Miss, I'll sit over there for a while."

Under the bright sunshine, Fang Fei covered Mrs. Tang with one hand, her face was slightly flushed by the sun, and there was a faint smile in the corner of her eyes.

"Okay, you go."

Responding to her young lady's response, Lin Qian lowered her eyes restrainedly and bid farewell to everyone politely. She quickly moved away from them with small steps, and sat alone with her back facing her.

On the surface, she looked extraordinarily elegant and refined, but in fact Lin Qian, who had her back to everyone, was pulling grass with her hands, thinking silently.

It's all right for the young lady to have a good conversation with the lady.

He even let her go so quickly and neatly!

When the madam leaves, she must get her money back with interest!

***

The weather in winter is always quite chilly when there is a wind blowing, but when the wind stops and the sun shines directly, it is actually quite warm.

Madam's husband left after a few simple conversations. After all, men and women are different, and his staying there made everyone feel uncomfortable.

And Mo'er, who was waiting by her side, was also sent away by the madam on the grounds that the master needed to take care of her.