On the bench in the garden in the middle of the street, Zhan Hanjue sat lonely, looking at the passing vehicles and the bustling crowds. He felt that he was isolated from the world.

No motivation to fight?

No motivation to live?

He even suspected that when he escaped from the car accident, what powerful thoughts supported him to survive?

He felt that living was such a boring thing.

When the time was close to nine o'clock, he slowly came to Hai Tian Yise.

"Uncle." When Tong Bao saw Zhan Hanjue on the balcony, he waved his arms and shouted in excitement.

Zhan Hanjue raised his eyes and saw Yan Zhengling and Tong Bao, wearing white parent-child dresses, looking like beautiful fairies.

Yan Zhengling and Tong Bao hurried downstairs to greet him. The cold reception Zhan Hanjue received from Qiulian was made up for by the warm hospitality of Zhengling and Tong Bao.

Yan Zhengling came over holding the hot rice-treasure porridge. Because she couldn't see it, she walked very slowly.

The mother and daughter looked at him with dazzling smiles.

Zhan Hanjue's melancholy seemed to be dismissed. A knowing smile appeared on Jun's face.

He tasted it elegantly and was curious about the strange taste. "Are there any medicinal materials in it?"

Yan Zhengling smiled and explained: "Well, they are all medicinal materials that nourish the stomach."

"Teacher Ah Yue, please drink a cup of eight-treasure porridge first. This is the eight-treasure porridge made by Tong Bao and I. Try it. How does it taste?"

Zhan Hanjue went up to her and took the eight-treasure porridge from her hand. When he suddenly received the hot porridge with his hungry stomach, he sighed in his heart about God's favor for him.

There was a trace of doubt in Zhan Hanjue's eyes, "Danggui?"

Yan Zhengling burst out laughing, "I use it to regulate qi and blood."

Lord Zhan Han was slightly stunned, this was really suitable for him.

Tong Bao pulled the corner of Zhan Hanjue's shirt and sang along with his mother, "Uncle, there is a medicinal material in it called Angelica."

As soon as Zhan Hanjue finished drinking the eight-treasure porridge, Tong Bao stretched out his hand to take the cup and said, "Uncle, let me wash the cup. You can chat with mommy for a while first."

Tong Bao hurried into the kitchen and closed the kitchen door behind his back.

Tong Bao's little mouth flattened, Mommy lied to Daddy.

Mommy put the angelica root, obviously she wanted to hint to daddy that it was time to go home.

Yan Zhengling smiled and said: "It's better. It's not so dark in the field of vision."

Zhan Hanjue looked at Zheng Ling's beautiful eyes and saw her smile as bright as the moon. He couldn't help but curiously asked, "Can you tell me what is the reason that supports you to wait without any regrets?"

She wants to create a romantic and warm scene for Mom and Dad.

Gentleman Zhan Hanjue helped Yan Zhengling sit on the sofa. He also asked her with concern: "Is your eye disease better today?"

Ever since he was a child, he has rarely shown such pessimism.

Yan Zhengling thought for a while and said: "I just think that one day in the future, I will meet him in the sea of ​​people, the man who is worthy of my waiting and worthy of my love. Then I feel that all the waiting is worth it."

Yan Zhengling frowned slightly, and his voice was deep, indicating that he was in a low mood.

He was in a very bad mood.

Lord Zhan Han said: "Are you so convinced that his love for you is absolutely loyal?"

Yan Zhengling nodded, "I believe him."

Zhan Hanjue said: "What if, I mean what if, he doesn't come back?"

Yan Zhengling said: "He said that I am his life. Wherever I am, he will swim to me like a fish, because only I can provide him with the oxygen he needs to survive."

Three words shortened, but full of strength.

Lord Zhan Han fell into silence.

He was moved by her persistence and trust in her.


Chapter completed!