After Leng Wudi was seriously injured that time, he could not stand for a long time. After standing for a long time, his right leg would become numb and twitch!
Especially at night, the temperature is generally lower than during the day.
Once the temperature is low, the right leg will be uncomfortable.
"call!"
Leng Wudi sat on the sofa with a pale face. He closed his eyes and rested for a while, holding photos of Fan Wenying and Leng Qingqiu in his hand.
Leng Qingqiu walked into the house and headed towards the second floor.
She is very familiar with everything here, so she naturally can easily find Leng Wudi's study.
When I came outside the study room, I wanted to push the door and go in, but I heard someone talking inside, so I didn't push the door and go in.
Leng Qingqiu leaned against the wall at the door, wanting to hear who was chatting inside.
"Wenying, Qingqiu has grown up and has the ability. She is a strong woman and a tomboy like you."
"But I always think that this is not good for a girl. This time she was betrayed by her subordinates and was seriously injured."
"I'm really worried about her, will there be a next time?"
"You understand our situation. No matter how powerful it is, there are still so many people who want to harm us."
"If you don't pay attention, it's easy for them to say."
The night was quiet, and Leng Qingqiu clearly heard what Leng Wudi said.
She could hear that Leng Wudi was not chatting with others, but was telling alone.
Or he misses people when he sees things and wants to chat with the other person.
No matter what, when Leng Qingqiu heard Leng Wudi's words, her heart suddenly twitched, as if she was cut by something and hurt a little.
Leng Qingqiu felt guilty. It turned out that all he thought was wrong. Leng Wudi still cared about himself, and he cared about his safety.
"hiss!"
Leng Qingqiu held back, breathed, and did not knock on the door.
In the room.
Leng Wudi seemed to have some relief, slowly opened his eyes and looked at the photo in his hand.
"Wenying, I actually envy the retirement old age. If you were still alive, Qingqiu might have been married long ago."
"You and I might be circling around our granddaughter, right?"
Leng Wudi said this and suddenly laughed, laughing happily.
"Actually, I've been doing pretty well over the years. Han Yingying takes care of me in life, and someone helps me in business, but I can't let go of Qingqiu."
"Han Yingying is a good woman. She never complains about taking care of my daily life. She often enlightens me that we are father and daughter, and we have no obstacles that cannot be overcome, and we ask me to communicate well with Qingqiu."
"But, you know my bad temper. I just can't let go of my old face. I always feel that I took the initiative to look for Qingqiu, just like I gave in."
"Why do you think I'm so stubborn?"
Leng Wudi suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself, "I really hope you can be by my side, so that Qingqiu and I will not be separated."
"Wenying, I miss you very much..."
Leng Wudi said as he stared at the photo, tears unconsciously ran out of his eyes and slid down.
"Click!"
Tears were dripping on the photo, Leng Wudi stared at the photo with a dull expression.
Outside the study room.
Leng Qingqiu has cried into tears.
Leng Qingqiu swore that this was the most crying since she lost her mother.
She bit her lip, desperately preventing herself from crying, and constantly wiped away her tears with her hands.
But the tears seemed to burst into pieces, and they were wiped and then fell, and they were wiped and then fell.
It was not until this moment that Leng Qingqiu realized how much Leng Wudi loved his mother.
After more than ten years, Leng Wudi could clearly feel the emotions expressed in his words.
Similarly, it also contains his love for himself.
Leng Qingqiu twisted his thighs and did not let go even if the pain was in pain until his legs began to numb.
"Father, I'm sorry! It's because I'm not good, it's because I blamed you wrongly."
Leng Qingqiu lowered her head and said to herself softly, as if she was confessing more.
The father and daughter expressed their situation one by one, one from one to another, across a wall.
That's right, they are just two stubborn and stubborn people.
"Qingqiu, is it you?"
The other door was pushed open, and Han Yingying walked over with her snacks.
Leng Qingqiu hurriedly wiped away her tears, endured her inner sadness, and calmed her emotions.
"Qingqiu, it's really you!"
"So late... Oh, I get it... Don't stand at the door, just go in."
Han Yingying is not stupid. She told Leng Qingqiu two days ago about what happened back then.
It's so late now that when I saw her appear at the door of Leng Wudi's study, I could probably know something if I just thought about it.
"It just so happened that I made chicken soup and drank it together!"
"I was going to send it to you, but I'll save it when you come."
Han Yingying said enthusiastically: "Come in, go in and drink together."
"Aunt Han, what, I won't go in. It's too late, I'll go back and rest."
Leng Qingqiu didn’t want them to see their unrestrained emotions and wanted to leave!