Chapter 1884: Home (2)

Chapter 1884 Go Home (2)
"Pour it."
Su Yi saw a rush of wind, and felt a joy in her heart, hurried to welcome him, smiling at the people in front of her.
"Are you back?"
"Ok."
Feng Ru smiled shallowly: "Su Yi, I'll walk around with my son first, right, grandpa?"
"He hasn't returned yet."
"Oh."
Feng Ru tilted her eyes and smiled, her gaze gazing at Feng Yan, and she stretched out her hand to him, her voice was as shallow as that year.
"Hey, let's go."
The wind shivered slightly, but still put her hand in her palm.
As if only the girl in front of him would make him feel at ease.
...
Nanxian stood behind Feng Ruqing and looked at the two men who were far away. His handsome face smiled and his eyes remained unchanged.
"Nanxuan," Su Yi closed her gaze and surrendered Nanxuan. "How is the wind?"
Nanxian shook his head: "He doesn't know anyone, but only one Qinger."
Suyi frowned: "Is there any way to pour it?"
"Qinger won't ignore her. If there is a way, she will let him recover."
The man bears his back with one hand and stands up against the wind. His eyes are gentle, and the corners of his lips evoke a shallow arc.
...
Tianyafu compound.
Feng Ruqing gently held Feng's hand, and she led him through the hallway, with all the grass and trees that she was familiar with.
"Hey, this is our home. The owner of this place is our grandpa. You will see him later."
The wind was trembling, and he looked up at the wind, "But I only want you."
"Hey, that's our grandpa. Can't I treat the elderly with disrespect? Understand?" Feng Rufeng patted Feng Yan's shoulders helplessly.
Feng Ye answered with a bit of grievance: "Oh."
Hearing Feng Yan agreed to her, and Feng Ru Qing closed her eyes and smiled at the corners of her lips.
"It's good if you understand, yes, I seem to have forgotten something."
Along the way, she always felt that something was missing, but she couldn't think of it.
Suddenly, Feng Ruqing seemed to remember something, and she patted her head suddenly.
Why did she forget Fuchen and Qinghan?
Therefore, Feng Ruqing thought of these two little guys and immediately released them from the space.
The moment Qing Han saw the wind rushing, her eyes were red, and she burst out crying and rushed towards her.
"My dear, oh, I thought you didn't want us anymore ..."
Her voice carried endless sourness and bitterness.
No one knows how much she has spent in the past two years.
Obviously, she could know that the person she saw in her closed consciousness was not the father of a teacher, but she had no way to tell her, she could only watch her sink into it, and she could not come out.
Fuchen's eyes were also a little red.
Ever since He Fengruqing knew, he has never been separated for such a long time.
This time, it was two years apart.
Feng Ru fell into a coma for two years, and they followed for two years of worry. Even the most greedy Qing Han, who had not taken any elixir within two years, had no appetite.
Looking at these two little guys, Feng Ruqing embraced them with some guilt and hugged their little bodies tightly. If so, they could give them a little comfort.
Qing Han's face was still pale, and her eyes were filled with tears and grievances. She always felt that her mother didn't want her any more, so they closed them for two years.
(End of this chapter)