Xia Mengling looked up and looked at the cold face in the cold wind, and after taking a few steps back subconsciously, she wanted to go around, but she couldn't help but appear in her mind that Qi Zhiming was looking for her day. If it was still like
In the past, I always felt that some of the river dismantled the bridge, and the reason why this mother's operation could be so successful was that it was a big help from the stalk from the middle.
The mind.
"Why are you here?"
Xia Mengling looked up, and the hospital was air -conditioned in the hospital. There was no wind and warmth. This came out for a while. The extreme temperature difference made her frozen her face, even her nose was red, like a rabbit like a rabbit.
The eyes of the lined eyes are getting brighter.
"Wait for you."
Yan Siming's answer, as ever, is completely out of Xia Mengling.
"Please me for dinner?"
Fang Jingyi's affairs have come to an end temporarily. Xia Mengying's mood is particularly good, so the attitude towards Yan Siming can be described in the word friendly, and she smiles on her face. She wore a pale pink today.
Down jackets, sea blue scarves, gradually chin, which looks particularly pink.
Xia Mengying felt that there were nothing impossible in this world. Before, she was so desperate for her mother's condition, but Ning Ziqian still found a suitable bone marrow donor. Now the operation is still unexpectedly successful.
The miracles of the world have always been for those who are embarrassed.
Due to the accident of Yan Siming, Xia Mengying's question almost shocked Ning Ziqian as a question, asking her to dinner? Yan Siming looked up at the dark sky, there was a kind of world in this world.
It seems to be ridiculous.
Last time, Xia Mengying was in a bad mood. Ning Ziqian was just around, and he had that opportunity to take advantage of it. Now, in this normal circumstances, she actually laughed at herself, and she also used that kind of friend
The greeting tone wants to eat with him. Yan Siming has this extremely unrealistic feeling, but the cold wind that comes on the face drill into the pores, and let him know it very soberly. All of this is true and real.
It happened, so he felt fantasy.
"Do you have anything?"
Yan Siming was not very sure about the sentence.
Xia Mengfeng looked at Yan Siming strangely. Seeing that he looked at herself with such a look, she immediately got along with Yan Siming.
I have said to him.
"Don't want to invite a guest."
After Xia Mengyuan finished speaking, she was hanging on her head, bypassing from Yan Siming, and before a few steps, he was dragged by his walking.
It seemed that there was such a little bit of restraint. Xia Mengling blinked and blinked, only a moment before hearing his voice, "What do you want to eat?"
"How about hot pot?"
This season, the most suitable is naturally hot pot.
Yan Siming did not speak, loosening Xia Mengying's hand, and the palm stall was open in front of her.
"Why do you want my car key? What about your own car?"
"I came here."
In fact, Yan Siming drove him by himself. He knew that Fang Jingyi's surgery had been successful. Xia Mengyu would definitely come to the hospital today, but he did not know if she was here to spend the night or go back. Ning Ziqian Company
He was very busy, and he knew it. Ning Ziqian did not come to the hospital today. He also knew that he had been at the door since 3 pm, because he did not see when Xia Mengying left.
Nothing, until now, my hands and feet have stiffened, especially my feet.
"Uh, I thought you drove here by yourself."
Someone offered her a free driver, so Xia Mengying naturally wouldn't refuse. She took out the car key from her bag and gave it to Yan Siming.
After the two got in the car, Xia Mengying sent Ning Ziqian a text message and told him about eating out with her friends at night. However, she did not specify who her friends were. Of course, she did not deliberately
To hide it, she just wanted to tell him after she went back at night. She understood Ning Ziqian's worries, but looking at this face similar to Ning Ziqian's and thinking of Yan Siming's childhood experiences, Xia Mengying felt that he was very pitiful.
, we can’t be as tit-for-tat as before,
However, she will make it clear that her contact with Yan Siming is not completely selfish. She hopes that Yan Siming and Ning Ziqian can become brothers, and at least Yan Siming will not be hostile to Ning Ziqian, whether it is towards Yan Siming
Still Ning Ziqian, Xia Mengying feels that she is worthy of her conscience, so she hopes that in the future she can be as understanding as a friend even if she has a meal with Yan Siming. Xia Mengying is always in a mood as clear as the clear sky in June now.
No matter what you think about, you are extremely optimistic.
"Who are you texting?"
Yan Siming asked, looking at Xia Mengying's fingers moving rapidly on the phone.
Xia Mengying raised her head and said, "Tell Ning Ziqian that I won't go back for dinner tonight to save him from waiting for me."
Xia Mengying's eyebrows stretched, and there was a faint smile on her face. She was so calm that Yan Siming was angry. Why could she be so calm? Because she was not guilty, and her lack of guilt was because she had no feelings for him.
A little thought.
"You, you--"
Yan Siming was annoyed. After asking for a long time, she didn't question her. Ning Ziqian was her real boyfriend. The two were living together and would get married at any time. Her actions were completely out of respect for Ning Ziqian.
, is a move that a man will like. He can be angry, but he has no position or qualification to accuse.
"Don't mention Ning Ziqian in front of me."
After Yan Siming said such words angrily, he turned his head and concentrated on driving.
Like now, even if the two of them just sit in the car and don't talk quietly, Yan Siming will still have the illusion that the girl sitting next to him is his woman, but when she mentions Ning Ziqian, what kind of beauty is it?
It's all gone, which makes people angry.
"Sorry, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to do that."
Xia Mengying's honesty made Yan Siming angry, but although she was angry, he did not argue with her. He knew that the result of the argument would definitely be that he would suffer. Who made her dispensable to him, while he was to her,
But he was moved, and even liked the feeling of getting along with her. Even if she said things that he didn't want to hear, he still couldn't turn around and leave. This made him helpless, but it was just helpless in his heart.