Lin Moyang’s hate in his heart can suppress his anger and say I’m sorry
Who are you apologizing to? Does my wife have no name or surname? Moyang is not difficult to be a big brother, but can you apologize and have a snack? Lin Mo-chen doesn’t want to spare Lin Mo-yang so easily, and he also wants to remember his performance for a long time. Remember this lesson and know that disaster comes from his mouth once so that he won’t be so secretive.
Miss Lu, I’m sorry. Lin Moyang has lowered his self-esteem to the dust, but he can stand the Tang poetry.
Lin Mochen felt a little pity for him. Mo Yang, can you do this in Tang poetry? I admire you very much, but what about her? Know that you have done everything for her? But if you make such a condition, she will hurt her. If you really love her, help her out of this misunderstanding of love and give her happiness. I really wish you all.
My happiness is not important, but she can get happiness and get what she wants. Lin Moyang and Lin Mochen looked at each other and implied some legal messages.
Advise her not to dream, and don’t help her to dream. Lin Mochen reached out and patted him on the shoulder. Because waking up from a dream will hurt the cruel reality more.
Lin Mo-chen brushed Lin Mo-yang’s shoulder and pushed the Tang poetry ward away with landing worries.
Tang poetry was lying in a hospital bed, and her injured forehead had been bandaged. Her face was very pale and the white sheets were all in one color, but her complexion was better than yesterday. The back of her hand was still dripping with liquid and quietly flowing into her veins. She was as quiet as a doll, and the whole ward was quiet, and she could hear the sound of medical instruments.
Tang poetry saw Lin Mo-chen and Lu You come in and turned to look at them. Their beautiful eyes were confused but as calm as Jinghu Lake.
She looked at them carefully, then blinked a few times and opened her eyes a little wider.
So the Tang poetry is a bit strange, and I can’t say how it feels, just like Lin Moyang said, but I can’t say where it changed.
Tang poetry eyes fell and then came in behind them Lin Mo Yang body.
She opened her mouth. Who are they? Your friend? Still my friend?
I don’t understand, but Lin Mo-chen and Lu are worried about the former, and I wonder which trick it is to play with this Tang poem.
-digression–
Everyone will wait a few days and months, and sometimes it will be more. I feel that if there are fewer relatives, I can gather together for a few days to watch it.
☆ 121 I hope she really has amnesia or forever.
Lin Moyang walked up to the Tang poetry and gently said to her, Look at the Tang poetry carefully. Do you really forget who he is?
Don’t remember?
Lin Mo-chen and Lu You looked at each other doubtfully, and they felt uncomfortable.
A second before the Tang Dynasty, I identified Lu You as forcing her to get hurt, or did the person wake up in a coma and forget everything? Isn’t it too weird? This made Lin Mo-chen and Lu You accept it at the moment.
Lin Mo-chen and Lu You looked at Tang Poetry again. She also looked at Lin Mo-chen and Lu You’s eyes carefully. They were trying to identify them, but they were still puzzled.
She blinked her big round eyes and frowned and shook her head at Lin Moyang. I really don’t remember who they are?
Lin Moyang is also wringing his eyebrows and worrying.
When Tang poetry woke up today and saw him, her first reaction when she saw Lin Moyang was that she was afraid that she was a complete stranger to him.
She also asked him who he was. This let Lin Moyang know the seriousness of the matter, but he didn’t believe that Tang poetry would not know him.
He got to know her again and let her know that they are relatives. He is Lin Moyang.
Lin Moyang wanted to try the Tang poetry. Did he forget what he had done? He called Lin Mo-chen to try it, because he thought that Tang poetry was the kind of person who would forget himself and Lin Mo-chen. Her love for him had gone deep into his bone marrow and he was terminally ill. He knew that he could never hope to enter her world.
Tang poetry doesn’t even know Lin Moyang, her favorite and most important minister. Does Lin Moyang know that she is really out of order?
He is my eldest brother, Lin Mochen, who grew up with us. Lin Moyang reintroduced That’s his wife, Miss Lu You, our sister-in-law.
Lin Moyang spoke very slowly, and some names were bitten very hard, and he has been observing the reaction of Tang poetry.
Do you remember anything? Lin Moyang asked her
Tang poetry is still full of white fog, but she still shook her head. I really don’t know.
Then do you remember what caused your injury? Lu sorrow inserted 1.
Tang poetry also shook his head in dismay, and his voice was full of tears. I really don’t remember anything …
You just bought this necklace. Lin Moyang took the necklace out of the drawer, and the sun reflected the light.
Tang poetry was in a coma and sent to the operating room. She shook hands with it tightly, as if it were more important than her life.
The doctor forcibly took it out of her hand and gave it to Lin Moyang, who put the necklace in the drawer.
Tang poetry looked at Lin Moyang holding the necklace in his hand, and there was still no ups and downs in his eyes. He still looked at the necklace calmly and asked him in some shock, I was injured by this necklace? What?
This necklace fell off the floor, and you were desperate to pick it up and jump with it, so you got hurt. Lin Mochen simplified complicated things and hid some unnecessary things from her.
impossible! Tang poetry retorted without hesitation, I can’t be so stupid! If I dropped the necklace, I would just go upstairs and pick it up. Why did I want this necklace and jump off the building? Besides, you can’t find the necklace, can you? So you are joking seriously, aren’t you?
Tang poetry felt a little funny and chuckled, so I couldn’t understand what they meant by saying that.