"It’s good to have a good meal with the master." Pingbo confessed that he didn’t want him and Lin Shigemitsu to get worse and worse
Lin Mochen took landing sorrow to the restaurant. Lin Shiguang took the first place. Lin Mochen opened the ancient armchair for Lu You.
At this time, Lin Moyang pushed Tang poetry in a wheelchair to the restaurant. Although she was discharged from the hospital, she still needed to recuperate. If she could not walk, she would try not to walk, which would be better and faster.
Lu’s sorrow met with the sight of Tang poetry for the first time, and the latter’s eyes were covered with shock.
She just opened her eyes wide and dilated her pupils, staring at the sitting land sorrow, while Lin Mo-chen was beside her, holding her shoulder posture with his big palm around her.
They are so afraid of her, and there is love in front of her, as if everyone is not in their world.
Tang poetry put the wheelchair armrest finger force buckle the veins stood out on the back of the hand are tense.
She bit her lip and stared at them. What she wanted was not an answer, but to make them disappear in front of her.
She asked Lin Mo-chen not to bring Lu Sorrow to her and Lin’s home, so she could pretend not to know and not to face them, but she didn’t expect Lin Mo-chen to bring Lu Sorrow back, so she brought it back to Lin’s home in a fair way.
Lin Moyang also felt that something was wrong with Tang poetry. Looking at her gradually dim and painful eyes, his breathing became suffocating with her.
He put his hand on her shoulder in a wheelchair and gently pressed it to comfort her and give her strength.
When Lin Mo-chen saw the Tang poetry coming, he took Lu You and Mo Yang in his arms and introduced, "You’re just in time for Tang Poetry. Let me introduce you. This is Lu You, my wife and Xiao You. This is my sister Tang Poetry and my cousin Lin Mo Yang. Although we met for the first time, we became family after we met. Of course, Xiao You are your sister-in-law."
"Hello sister-in-law" Lin Moyang simply greeted.
The word "sister-in-law" is like two sharp swords piercing the heart of Tang poetry.
She has been avoiding the fact that she has been pretending not to know anything to make herself feel better, but now Lin Mo-chen has torn her disguise. He has no room for her and no illusions. He just wants him to face the reality intuitively and accept the result.
And Lu you smiled with a face of course. It is happiness to laugh like that, but it hurts her eyes in her eyes, but she can’t look away. She still has to face it bravely.
"Are you? I didn’t expect you to get married so soon. I was surprised. "Tang poetry didn’t just know the news of Lin Mochen’s marriage, but it acted like it was the first time I heard it."
"I’m not too young to meet someone who wants to walk hand in hand all my life. Naturally, there’s nothing to hesitate about." Lin Mo-chen looked at Lu’s sorrow and was deeply tender.
"You are crisp and agile". The eyes of Tang poetry are sour with astringency.
"Of course, I also hope that you will meet a good person who is suitable for you and can be as crisp and agile as me." Lin Mochen pointed to something, and this person is naturally Lin Moyang around her
The look of Tang poetry was also lost, and the sharp pain in her chest gradually spread. She tried to keep herself breathing deeply and gently, fearing that her heart would be shattered if she tried harder.
She smiled at her lips hard to make herself look as if nothing had happened.
But she kept telling herself in her heart that she must face it with a smile. No matter how painful it is, she doesn’t want to drop a tear in front of them. That is weakness and admission of defeat!
She wouldn’t believe that Lin Mo-chen was serious about Lu. Lin Mo-chen was so short when they met, and he was also a shrewd man.
She waited for him for more than ten years, but she didn’t get his heart, and how could he deliver his heart to a strange land in such a short time?
True love and time don’t have to be linked, but she won’t believe it easily when she falls in love with Mo Chen.
She is more willing to believe that Lin Mo-chen just chose the pleasing eye and married her among many people. Grandpa Lin just wanted her to die, but she has spent more than ten years in youth, so how can she stay a little longer?
Tang poetry did not take the initiative to say hello to Lu You, but Lu You got up from his chair and walked to the front of Tang poetry.
"Hello, Tang Poetry" Lu You also laughed as much as Tang Poetry, and learned that the bottom of her pool was full of joy. "It’s amazing that you are my sister. It’s so nice that the world is so small and we are so destined."
Tang poetry looked at the smiling landing with a slight irony on his lips. "It really surprised me. I didn’t expect you to be Mrs. Merson. The world is really small."
"Yes," Lu’s gentle smile deepened. She stretched out her hand and gently took Lin Mo-chen’s arm around her. "I still want to thank Mo-chen for letting us know each other by destiny."
Her eyes are crystal clear as water, and there is no impurity or scheming at all.
The more sorrowful Lu smiles sweetly, the more painful Tang poetry is.
Tang poetry cast her eyes on Lin Mo-chen. She bit her lip and swallowed the bitterness of her throat. A pair of longing eyes watched Lin Mo-chen affectionately.
"You know each other?" Lin Mo-chen also pretended not to have seen Tang poetry and Lu You.
"Well, when I went to pick you up at the airport, Tang poetry also went to look for Gu Zong, and we met again in the long run." Lu Yu simply explained one
"So that’s it." Lin Mo-chen let go of the palm of her hand and put her arm on the back of her hand. "It seems that God knows you will become a family and let you know before."
"Yes," Lu You replied, "I got along well with Tang poetry."
If the two of them talk to each other, the Tang poetry will change their taste, flirting or stimulating her.
"Mo Chen …" Tang poetry brimmed with discomfort and showed her generosity. "You rarely come back once. Pingbo has prepared a sumptuous dinner today. Have a try."
"Come and sit down quickly." Lin Mo-chen is caring for Lu You. "I called Pingbo to cook your favorite food and try the chef of Lin’s family as good as a five-star hotel."
Lin Mo-chen sat down with Lu You intimately, and he also sat beside her, considerate and laid the square towel on her knee for her.
When Lin Moyang wanted to push Tang poetry to the table, she turned her wheelchair.
When Lin Mo-chen reached out to hug her, Tang poetry refused, "Mo-yang doesn’t bother you, I can do it myself."
"Are you hurt or should I help you?" Lin Moyang didn’t lift her from her wheelchair strongly this time. Tang poetry wanted to struggle, but he finally gave up the struggle and put himself in the chair.
People pushed the wheelchair of Tang poetry aside.
"Let’s have a dinner." Lin Shigemitsu looked at Tang poetry with a dim look, and he also loved her dearly.
He turned to look at Lu, and he disliked the woman who broke into their world and upset all his plans.
He will do all kinds of things to make Lu worry and retreat. If she takes the initiative, he can be more lenient. If he doesn’t know the fun, he can be tough.
After Lin’s family, Lin Mochen won’t know the means and results.
When Lin’s family eats, everyone is very cultured. They don’t talk and eat their own food with bowls.
Lin Mo-chen always likes to eat vegetables in his bowl. "Mo-chen, you like to eat more. You can’t take care of yourself outside. You’ve lost weight. You can tell me what you want to eat. I’ll cook it myself, just like before."
Didn’t you say that Lu You didn’t take care of Lin Mo-chen? It also means that their intimacy is extraordinary.
"No, Lu You’s cooking is delicious. She fed me very well. I don’t want to eat outside at all." Lin Mo-chen is also double-minded.
He put the Tang poetry clip vegetables conveniently in front of Lu You, and the dish unexpectedly fell off the table at the edge of the dish.
Lin Mochen looked sorry. "You like this best. You won’t be angry if I’m clumsy and don’t get caught in your bowl, will you?"
"Of course not. You didn’t mean to. Besides, the table is still sandwiched again. It’s not like I can’t eat it. How can I be angry about such a small thing? It seems that I am so petty and will make people laugh." Lu You behaved lovingly with Lin Mo-chen. "You can just clip another piece for me."
"It’s a wife." Lin Mo-chen put that dish into Lu You’s dish again. "Wife is slow."
"Thank you, husband." Lu You smiled sweetly.
Lu Youshi doesn’t want such a high-profile show of love to stimulate the Tang poetry, but she must let the Tang poetry know that Lin Mochen is already her husband. Her own husband must be well guarded and can’t be coveted by others. She must declare her ownership.
Section 13
This is also to let Tang poetry see all this clearly, and don’t be stubborn and chase the footsteps of Lin Mo-chen.
Because he is married, she will always pursue it.
Long-term pain is better than short-term pain, and it will stop slowly.
Just as she knew that Chi Yiming had betrayed her, she was heartbroken at that time, but now his words can no longer arouse her heart.
People must face the reality to solve the problem.
Tang poetry’s hands holding chopsticks are so strong that they want to break. Seeing their fancy show and love, it seems that all the five zang-organs and six lungs have been displaced by pain.