blogombal Chapter 393: You are my wife
Chapter 393: You are my wife
"Zhenzhen is afraid that if I let go, Mommy will leave us again!" Inexplicably, there was a hint of sob in Zhenzhen's voice. This sob made Lin Yuqing's hand pause, and the strength in her hand could not help but reduce, and finally turned into a caress. She gently rubbed the place where Zhenzhen was pinched, and coaxed softly: "No, no, I won't leave you, can you let me go first?"
The little hands still stubbornly refused to let go.
Lin Yuqing was really about to be driven crazy, and she could only say in a vicious voice: "If you don't let go, I will really be strangled to death. Then even if you miss your mommy, you won't be able to see me!"
Hearing this, Zhenzhen finally let go of her hands and looked at her with red eyes: "Then Mommy can't leave us again!"
Xiao Mingyang watched the mother and daughter at the side, feeling both amused and helpless. He had no choice but to go over and pull her up, and advised her, "Zhenzhen, be obedient and don't lose your temper. Be good and don't forget what your daddy said."
Zhenzhen nodded, and then reluctantly left Yuqing's arms.
"I'm going to go check with my brother to see if Grandma Yu's lunch is ready. Can you invite Aunt Lin down for dinner later?"
Hearing this, Zhenzhen clapped her hands quickly: "Okay, Mommy must have not eaten the meal cooked by brother for a long time. For Mommy, brother, let's go and help."
He knew Xuan'er's cooking skills, and he was lucky enough to have eaten her food once. He felt full of happiness, but also very sad. Xuan'er was so smart and capable because of her good teaching, but now she has forgotten everything in the past.
After they left, Lin Yuqing got up from the floor and tidied her hair and clothes. Her clothes and hair were messy because of her tossing and turning, but she didn't blame her. Instead, she felt willing to do it.
As for why, she herself didn't know.
Looking at the room, she exclaimed, "Why are there so many photos?"
If you didn’t know, you would think you had entered a photo studio.
Hearing this, Xiao Mingyang gave her a meaningful look, then cast his gaze on the photos and glanced at them briefly: "These are all memories from the past. After my wife passed away, I posted these photos here. Whenever I miss her, I just need to look up and see them."
Whenever I miss her, I can see her just by looking up.
When she heard this, Lin Yuqing felt an inexplicable pain in her heart, and then her eyes fell on the largest photo in the middle.
Above is a group photo of four people, wearing blue home clothes. The woman in the photo looks exactly like her, with her hair half tied up. She stands next to Xiao Mingyang, but her hands are placed on the hands of the little boy and the little girl. She leans slightly sideways, with her chin resting on his shoulder. He is also facing her, looking at her deeply in the eyes.
She was showing her teeth like an idiot and looking at the camera in an indecent manner, but she still looked very lively and cute.
However, Xuan'er held his hands on his chest, looking very imposing, and was surprisingly similar to Xiao Mingyang.
Seeing this, Lin Yuqing couldn't help but walk forward, her hands unconsciously fell on the photo, slowly stroking each person in the photo, and finally, stopping at Xiao Mingyang's face.
His deep eyes seemed to be filled with endless tenderness, and the way he looked at her almost made her eyes tear up. Several thoughts suddenly flashed through her mind. It seemed that she was standing with someone to take a photo, and then she heard Bai Yiran's voice, saying something to come closer, and then she was put up by the waist and forced to stand with that person.
But who is that person? Who is she taking the photo with? Who else?
Lin Yuqing's hands suddenly tightened. She wanted to think about something, but she couldn't remember anything.
Her shoulders suddenly felt tight, and before she could react, she was turned over and met the same eyes as in the photo, which were also filled with endless tenderness and came towards her.
She had no power to escape, nor did she want to.
She felt the tenderness gradually enveloping her, and she stared blankly at the handsome face getting closer and closer.
At the critical moment, Lin Yuqing suddenly woke up and turned away unexpectedly. His lips fell on her fair face. She bit her lower lip and said, "Mr. Xiao, I am not your wife. I am Lin Yuqing."
Hearing this, Xiao Mingyang stopped moving and felt a chill in his heart. He thought she had remembered something, but he was just overthinking it.
Thinking of this, he put on a bitter smile and said self-deprecatingly: "I'm sorry, it's just because you and my wife look so much alike that I mistook you for her just now. I couldn't control myself for a moment. Please forgive me."
Lin Yuqing only felt her heartbeat quicken. Although he had stopped moving, he did not move away. He still locked her between his arms, so she was still trapped in his arms. She could smell the faint scent of Long Gu perfume emanating from him.
"I'm fine, you...you move away first." She couldn't help but warn him that if he kept leaning against her like this, she would either die from shortness of breath or her heart would jump out of her chest.
After hearing this, Xiao Mingyang realized that he was still trapping her. He smiled apologetically and stepped back.
After he stepped away, she felt that she could breathe more smoothly. There was a smell of freedom in the air, not the strong masculine scent on him. Her heart also relaxed. However, his burning gaze still made her feel uncomfortable, so she hurriedly walked past him to the other side.
"Well...your wife does look a lot like me, no wonder you would..." She stopped by the wall and looked at the photos on it.
"Yes, it does look alike."
Lin Yuqing looked back at him. No wonder he questioned her so frantically when he was in the hospital for the first time. She looked so much like his wife. Even when she saw these photos, she was a little dazed and almost thought that the person in the photo was herself.
But how can they be so similar?
"what is her name?"
Hearing this, Xiao Mingyang took a deep breath. Is she so interested in his wife's affairs?
Seeing that he didn't answer, Lin Yuqing twitched her lips and smiled awkwardly: "It's okay, I just saw that she looks so much like you, so I asked, I'm sorry."
It's not that he doesn't want to say it, it's just that he doesn't know how to say it. Her name is Lin Yuqing, there is no other person, but herself, but she can't accept this fact yet.
The two were feeling awkward when Zhenzhen ran into the room, rushed to her feet, and grabbed her hand: "Auntie Lin, my brother cooked a lot of food today, let's go downstairs and eat."
Hearing this, Lin Yuqing exclaimed: "Did your brother do this?"
"Yup!"
A five-year-old boy could cook? What would the meal be like? It would definitely be hilarious. She followed Zhenzhen downstairs with great anticipation.