When I got home at night, Noila Mo was still awake.
Ding Keke squatted in front of the bed, held her hand, and looked at Ya Sui worriedly: "I just called and said everything is fine, why haven't you woke up yet?"
Yaizhen said: "She must be too worried and worried. You can ask her yourself." After saying that, he disappeared.
Seeing Yaizhan's unusual behavior, he paused in his heart, played with Noila Mo's hand, and said: "It seems that he won't wake up for a while. I'll call to cancel tomorrow's trip. You can sleep well."
Just as he stood up to leave, Noila Mo grabbed the corner of his clothes, smiled pitifully and said: "Brother, I'm awake, and the schedule remains the same tomorrow."
When he heard that Noila Mo started calling him "brother" again, he felt nervous and felt that something was wrong. He asked nervously: "Yiyi, are you feeling uncomfortable in any way?"
Mo Yiyi held her chest for a while, pointed to her head for a while, then stretched out her arms and said aggrievedly: "I don't feel comfortable here."
He hugged her and kissed her deeply: "This is the most painful place, let me check it for you."
Noila Mo let go, ducked and dodged.
He was stunned for a moment and asked worriedly: "Has Yiyi not recovered yet?"
Mo Yiyi put her hands around Ding Keke's neck and said with a smile: "The rules of this world are that when marrying a wife, the man must give a bride price, a house, a car, and money. How many things have you prepared, sir?"
Ding Keke was dumbfounded. After waking up, Mo Yiyi's thinking was normal. However, he was not a normal person. Those houses and cars were basically insulated from him. How about the tuition for the next semester?
After a moment of dizziness, she let go of Yiyi and said cautiously: "Yiyi, it seems that we will be separated from today. When I earn enough betrothal gifts, I will definitely come to marry you with three matchmakers and six betrothals."
Mo Yiyi was not mentally prepared for the plot that Ding Keke suddenly deduced out of common sense. She was stunned and stuck there.
Ding Keke continued: "But you have to be a little patient. You see, with my strength, the house has been struggling for at least twenty years. I am not afraid of fatigue, but I have some small regrets."
Mo Yiyi went to Latin Coco, he shouldered aside, and she pouted and said, "What regret?"
Ding Keke said disappointedly: "You were already an advanced mother at that time. Our dream of having more children may not be realized with you."
Ding Keke looked serious and silent, and began to sort out the clothes on the sofa. While he was sorting and putting them away, Mo Yiyi scattered them and threw them out, pouting and saying: "I was wrong, I shouldn't make such a joke with you,
sorry Sorry."
Ding Keke suppressed laughter in his heart, remained silent, and continued to clean up. Mo Yiyi felt aggrieved and said: "Keke, you sir have a lot, please forgive me this time, there will never be a next time."
Ding Keke held Yiyi's hand expressionlessly and said, "These are the clothes I just took back today. If you take them apart like this, when will you be able to put them away?" He couldn't hold it back anymore and burst into laughter.
Noila Mo looked carefully and saw that among the pile of clothes, there were several pieces that belonged to her. She stood there dumbfounded and threw the clothes violently.
Ding Keke held Mo Yiyi in his arms and said softly: "I have nothing now. If you don't mind it, I will mortgage my body to you first. Will the creditor be satisfied?"
Noila Mo raised her head and kissed her: "Your body is worthless, it's still a consumable. I can't afford it. Let you go free and support yourself."
Ding Keke returned the kiss affectionately and said, "Then I will use my soul as a betrothal gift to marry you in this life, the next life, and all the lives to come. Are you willing?"
Mo Yiyi burst into tears and nodded desperately: "I do! If I get lost and am late, remember to wait for me; if I am stupid and not smart enough, remember to be patient and teach me; if I accidentally forget you, remember to find you
Me, don’t lose me.”
Ding Keke held Mo Yiyi's face and said softly: "Yes! I remember! I'm sorry! In this life, I am not good enough and I am not high enough. It's hard work for you to look for me for so long."
Ye Qingyun received a WeChat picture of Li Luoqing with a big belly in the obstetrics and gynecology department of the hospital from Qin Jialing, and asked: "This person is also called Li Luoqing. He looks very similar. Is he the one you know?"
Ye Qingyun stared at the person in the picture. Li Luoqinghui, who had been missing for nearly a year, appeared in Qingyang Central Hospital with a pregnant belly. By chance, she was met by Qin Jialing. She was shocked and replied: "It's her, you can understand
Her current address?"
Qin Jialing then posted a picture of Gu Ya talking with Li Luoqing, saying: "I have been following them, and I can confirm that Ding Keke's mother accompanied Li Luoqing to the prenatal checkup. Li Luoqing called Gu Ya's mother. If I guessed correctly, Li Luoqing might
I have been living in the Luo family."
Ye Qingyun looked at the picture: "Hahaha! Your illness this time is a blessing in disguise. By the way, what was the result of your examination at the hospital?"
Qin Jialing said: "Haha, all the indicators are normal, there is nothing wrong with it."
Ye Qingyun said in surprise: "The doctor didn't tell you why you suddenly fainted many times?"
Qin Jialing said: "The reason has not been found, follow-up observation will be conducted."
This morning, Qin Jialing squatted as usual beside the green plants on the boulevard where Mo Yiyi and Jiang Feiyu were dating.
Huangtian paid off. Today, the conflict finally broke out, and some exciting information was harvested. Just when she heard Jiang Feiyu say, "He is just a liar," she suddenly felt dizzy, her vision went dark, and she fainted. When she woke up, the surroundings were full of chaos.
Silence, the show has ended.
She felt that after the camera incident, her body was particularly fragile, and she often fainted suddenly without warning at critical moments during tracking.
This time, at Ye Qingyun's repeated urging, she went to Qingyang Central Hospital for an examination.
By chance, she met Li Luoqing, the key figure in the mystery. This was also a blessing in disguise. With the appearance of the key figure, she speculated that the Ding Keke incident would soon come to a conclusion.
April 26, 2020, Saturday, the fourth day of the fourth lunar month
When Ding Keke and Mo Yiyi rushed to the hospital, Li Luoqing was lying on the hospital bed and fell asleep, with Gu Ya and Luo Qingcheng beside him.
Little Keke was impatient and arrived fifteen days earlier than the expected date. Fortunately, all the signs were better than normal.
Ding Keke looked at the swaddled baby's small hands, small face, thick hair, clear outlines, white and rosy skin, smiling sometimes in his sleep, sometimes puckering his little mouth...
Ding Keke looked back at Gu Ya and said with a silly smile: "So small, so cute."
Gu Ya looked at her silly son who was a new father, smiled and said softly: "He looks exactly like you when you were a child."
Luo Qingcheng said: "When that kid was just born, his face was as wrinkled as a little old man. He is not as cute as my grandson."
Mo Yiyi squatted beside the bed, looking fascinated, and said to Ding Keke: "Keke, the little one doesn't have a name yet, let's give him one."
Ding Keke held Yiyi's hand and said, "Luo Qing doesn't know my existence. Let her get it when she wakes up."
He reached out and touched Noila Mo's head, and said mischievously: "From now on, all our children will be taken care of by me."
When Mo Yiyi saw Gu Ya, Luo Qingcheng's eyes were all over her. She didn't know how to respond for a moment, her face flushed with embarrassment, and she squeezed Ding Keke's claws hard.
Gu Ya smiled and said: "Luo Qing picked them up early. The boy's name is Luo Bufan and the girl's name is Luo Ran."
Ding Keke looked at the infant Coco and said, "Luo Bufan, it sounds catchy, like Luo Qing's style."
Luo Qingcheng said: "Hahaha! You don't have any objection, then my grandson will be called Luo Bufan."
Gu Ya patted Luo Qingcheng and laughed softly: "I see you are more excited than my son! Keep your voice down, don't disturb Luo Qing to rest."
Luo Qingcheng smiled and lowered his voice and said: "My dear wife, over the past ten years or so, we have built a garment factory with more than 1,000 people to 30,000 to 40,000 people, all in the hope that one day we can be reunited as a family.
Hard work will eventually pay off, and now that Coco is back and the family has continued, it is the fulfillment we have been looking forward to for more than ten years. I am really happy today and my life is going well."
Gu Ya held Luo Qingcheng's hand with tears in her eyes and looked at the four people surrounding the bed in front of her: "Yes, it was hard-won."