Chapter 577: Recognize!

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"Grandpa, I ..." Wan Donghuan turned around and almost brought out this secret and secret hidden in his heart for more than a year. It was Xu Wenchuan's warm eyes full of concern, and Ning Shan's full. The tears and the worried face made Wan Dong swallow back if he reached his mouth.
To tell the truth, Wan Dong is indeed calm, but what should Xu Wenchuan and Ning Shan do? Their feelings for Wandong over the past year are equally precious and priceless. How can they accept them? Isn't this also cruel to them?
"What's wrong?" Seeing Wan Dong's words stopped, Xu Wenchuan's worry on his face grew stronger.
Ning Shan also stopped sobbing at this time and came over nervously. At this time, Wan Dong could fully feel that his every move involved both of them.
"No ... nothing, just the thought of leaving you soon, I feel a little sad ..."
Wan Dong said this, Ning Shan's nose began to sour again, but Xu Wenchuan laughed and shook his head, "You boy, when I heard you persuade your mother just now, it was a touching thing, why did you get to you Changed in myself? Ha ha ... "
Xu Wenchuan said this in his mouth, but all his eyes were full of relief. The grandson is so filial. Where does grandpa feel uncomfortable?
Originally, Ning Shan wanted Wan Dong to comfort, but at this time, he in turn comforted Wan Dong, making Wan Dong want to laugh again and feel warm.
"Aunt, you ... what's the matter with you?" Wan Youqi went to see Xu Wenchuan. This was a very common thing, but Wan Yuqi came back crying, and was surprised, busy keeping up Come and ask.
At this time, Wan Youqi, with a lot of thoughts in her heart, is complex and difficult, but if she has a belly, she doesn't know where to start. She looks at Shangguan Yunzhu's concerned eyes, silently, but just tears.
"Aunt, what the happened? Did you get wronged? But it shouldn't be. The boy was so good to us. How could he let you get wronged?" Shangguan Yunzhu muttered to himself This kind of speculation, but Wan Youqi always shook her head and did not speak, leaving Shangguan Yunzhu anxious.
"No! I'm going to the young boy, ask me clearly!" Shangguan Yunzhu's impression, Wan Youqi, although she is a girl, has always been a strong look, and like those handsome men who only saw her bleeding, She had never seen her cry. It was so sad to cry at this time, there must be a big hidden feeling, how could Shangguan Yunzhu not ignore it.
"Don't!" Wan Youqi saw Shangguan Yunzhu really going to find Wandong and drank her in a hurry. Then wept and murmured, "I ... I think Xiaodong ..."
Wan Youqi said this, Shangguan Yunzhu immediately understood it, and gave a long sigh. His expression was also dissatisfied with loneliness and sorrow. He didn't know how to comfort Wan Youqi.
Wan Youqi patted her shoulder and said, "Yunzhu, go rest first, don't worry about me."
"How do you do? Aunt, let me talk with you, maybe you won't think so hard."
Wan Youqi shook her head, "No, I want to be alone, okay?"
"This ... hey!" Shangguan Yunzhu sighed, comforting Wan Youqi a few words, and got up and left.
Moonlight is like water, flowing quietly. Wan Youqi is in the back garden of Dingshan King's Mansion. The colorful flowers around her are particularly beautiful under the moonlight. But it seemed that Wan Youqi completely lost her attraction. Her eyes were only the round of Haoyue staring at the sky, her expression was sometimes joyful, sometimes sad, and illusory.
"Xiaodong, you must still be alive, right? But this world is so big, where are you? Are you doing well, have you bullied anyone? Do you still hate your aunt?" Wan Youqi kept He whispered, wishing to tell all of her heart to that round of moon in the sky, otherwise, she would be suffocated alive.
"The pine on Tingting Mountain has a stroke in the surging valley. How strong is the wind and how strong is the pine branch!" Suddenly, Wan Youqi chanted slowly, with a clear voice, moving gently and cleverly, scattered in every corner of the garden.
This is a poem made by Wan Dong at the banquet at the banquet when Wan Dong was fifteen years old to congratulate Wan Youqi on her birthday. Wan Youqi likes it very much. When you are free, she will recite it gently, especially after Wan Dong jumps off the cliff, Wan Youqi recites it every day.
Because whenever she recites this poem, she always feels that Wan Dong has not left her, and is quietly with her beside her. Only when chanting this poem, Wan Youqi's heartache like a knife cut, will calm down, and her face will show a long-lost smile.
"Frost is miserable, always right at the end of the year. Wouldn't it be cold and sorrow, Songbai has this ig!"
Wan Youqi hadn't had time to recite the second half. With a clear voice, she took a step to recite the second half of the poem completely.
This voice is clearly Wan Dong's voice, for Wan Youqi, it is so familiar and kind.
The tears in Wan Youqi's eyes suddenly turned into tears and spewed out, "Is it an illusion? Illusion is an illusion. It is good to hear Xiao Dong's voice again ..."
Wan Youqi murmured, a warm hand, gently pressed on her shoulder, Wan Youqi violently stunned, turned his head and looked over, I saw Wan Dong's eyes flashing Tears, looking at her in a fixed manner.
Wan Youqi exclaimed, and jumped up suddenly, wiped the tears in her eyes hurriedly, and said a little embarrassedly, "Yao Ting, it turned out to be you ... ah! No, the poem just now ..."
Wan Youqi suddenly reacted, the expression on her face changed suddenly, and she looked at Wan Dong with shock.
Wan Dong smiled slightly and said, "It has been so many years, General Wan still remembers this poem?"
Wan Youqi couldn't help but nodded, this poem, I'm afraid she won't forget it in her life.
"No! This poem, how do you ... how did you know? This ... this was written by Xiaodong back then, and only a few people knew it, but Yao Ting, you are in the cloud city, separated by 10 million Here, how could ... "
"Auntie!" Listening to Wan Youqi whispering like a devil, Wan Dong finally couldn't help but shouted, puffed up and knelt in front of Wan Youqi with tears in his eyes.
There seemed to be thousands of currents, which struck Wan Youqi together, Wan Youqi's body fluttered violently, and her uncontrollable feet stepped backwards for three steps. The expression on her face changed. Lost focus.
"You ... what are you calling me?"
Wan Dong cried out in tears, "Aunt! I'm the little Dong you think about every day, aunt ..."
"You ... what are you talking about? How ... is this possible? I ..."
"Aunt, have you forgotten? I was only seven years old and had a high fever. The doctors of the whole kingdom were helpless. When you were guarding the border, I heard this news and immediately took the three-leaf golden lotus for three consecutive years. Three days and nights, several batches of horses were exhausted and hurried back. My illness was cured, but you were punished by my father for leaving your duty, and you cried a little while wronged that day, because of my illness. Laughing more and more, crying and laughing, I still laugh at you, saying you are crazy. "
"This ... how do you know these?" Wan Youqi asked, dumbfounded.
Wan Dong didn't answer, and said, "Besides, my mother-in-law has not been with me since childhood. Whenever I want to be a mother, I can only sleep if you hold me. There is also a lotus bag made by you, with thin skin filling Big, I can eat a dozen ... "
"You ... you are really mine ... my nephew Wandong !?" Wandong said so much in one breath, Wan Youqi thought it would not work. What's more, although Wan Dong was in Xu Yaoting's body, his eyes were exactly the same as Wan Youqi's impression.
"Aunt! It's a nephew who's not filial, nephew ... The nephew should have known you for a long time. The nephew is confused, the nephew knows wrong!"
"Xiaodong! My Xiaodong!" Wan Youqi could no longer restrain the excitement in her heart, spread her arms, and volleyed towards Wan Dong.
The aunts and nephews hugged tightly, and their hearts were filled with gratitude to God.
"You are really my Xiaodong, really!" The last moment of suspicion in Wan Youqi's mind when she kept Wandong, she disappeared.
The feeling that the blood is connected and the heart is connected is so strong, so real!
In a flash of time, all the doubts in Wan Youqi's mind dissipated.
No wonder the young Hou has such a deep affection for the Tiandu Congress, the Tiandu Kingdom is his home! No wonder the young Hou would respect her like that, he is simply her most loved nephew! No wonder ... no wonder ...
Holding Wandong at this time, Wan Youqi wanted to burst into tears. God has mercy, has mercy!
"Come on, let Auntie take a look, let Auntie take a good look!" Wan Youqi carefully looked at Wandong's face, although Wandong's face was completely different from the previous one, but it was still so cute Let Wan Youqi not see enough.
The joy of regaining it makes Wan Youqi's mood like a flat boat in the stormy waves, which is difficult to calm down.
"Aunt, I'm sorry, I ... I should have long ..." Faced with Wan Youqi's full of excitement and love, Wan Dong's heart was even more ashamed.
"No! I'm sorry I should be the aunt. From small to large, you trust that aunt like that, but when you need the aunt's support most, your aunt ... Xiaodong, you ... you are suffering." Said, Big drops of tears rolled straight down Wan Youqi's cheeks.
The scene on Hidden Dragon Peak almost became Wan Youqi's nightmare. Over the past year, I don't know how many times she awakened her from a deep sleep. Wan Youqi swears more than once that if time can go back in time, she will never let this tragedy happen again.
"Xiaodong, do you ... do you hate me?" Wan Youqi took a long breath and seemed to have exhausted all his strength before asking this sentence. After questioning, a pretty face was immediately shrouded in thick tension and anxiety, and even held his breath. --by: dad856
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