Hearing this, Zhou Shilin glanced sideways at Wen Qian and said in a low voice, "What are you doing?"
"convenient."
Wen Qian doesn't have any baggage at all.
Solving physical problems was important, so she wouldn't be embarrassed. Instead, Zhou Shilin took a deep look at her, drove forward a short distance and parked the car at the edge of a small forest.
"Do you need me to go with you?"
His original intention was that Wen Qian would not dare to go into the forest alone, but he did not expect that as soon as he spoke the words, he would be met with a look that seemed to be angry but not angry. That look made him feel as if he was a pervert.
Zhou Shilin's hand tightened on the steering wheel.
After all, he didn't go with him. He got out of the car, lit a cigarette, and slowly started smoking against the front of the car.
What Wen Qian saw when she came back was a scene like this. A tall and tall man was shrouded in light smoke, which blurred his eyebrows and made him feel inexplicably lonely.
Her heart suddenly softened.
This is her lover, the man she has always loved.
So what if he has no memory, he has always had only one wish, and that is for him to live well in this world. Now that his people are back safely, everything is the most perfect ending.
As for feelings?
It can be cultivated slowly.
He is passive and can take the initiative.
After thinking about it clearly, the little depression in Wen Qian's heart disappeared.
Along the way, the atmosphere between the two became inexplicably harmonious.
When the car drove into the city, Zhou Shilin asked Wen Qian to show him the way.
Wen Qian really showed the way without saying a single unnecessary word. After a few minutes, Zhou Shilin couldn't hold it in any longer and asked, "Have you always been so cold-tempered?"
"I am cold?"
Wen Qian glanced at him: "Are you sure you don't have a cold temper?"
From the moment she got in the car to now, as long as she didn't take the initiative to talk to him, he could keep his eyes on her, and the windshield of the car almost made him stare out of the flowers.
Or is this Zhou Shilin in front of strangers?
For Zhou Shilin who has lost his memory, he is probably the same as a stranger.
"You are very different from the Zhou Shilin I know."
Wen Qian sighed leisurely.
Zhou Shilin looked forward and moved his fingers on the steering wheel: "What's different?"
"Everywhere is different."
Wen Qian was used to the man's enthusiasm, but she was a little uncomfortable with his coldness.
Zhou Shilin: "Then you have to get used to it."
Wen Qian: "..."
What are you used to?
Are you used to his coldness?
The two of them just hung out and chatted, and soon arrived home.
As soon as the car stopped, a baby's cry came from the yard.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."
It's the cry of insects.
The little guy is almost seven months old. He has grown from a soft baby to a fat baby weighing more than 20 pounds. During this period, Wen Qian has been by his side. She has never been away for so long. The little guy hasn't seen his mother for more than a day. Crying in grievance.
I don’t want my favorite bottle anymore.
She huddled in Jiang Muyun's arms and sobbed, with a bag of tears in her big eyes that seemed unable to fall. She was as pitiful as she could be. Jiang Muyun cried so hard that her heart ached.
So he ordered Lu Lin'er to carry the little guy back and forth.
Pretend to take a car to find your mother.
Lu Lin'er was so tired that she was sweating profusely.
"Zhong, you are a bit unreasonable, auntie. Don't you know how much you weigh?"
Chong Chong doesn't care about this.
As soon as his aunt stopped, he would immediately open his mouth, as if if you don't coax me, I will cry for you.
When the mother and daughter were overwhelmed by the little guy, the savior came.
"Mom, I'm back."
Hearing the familiar voice, Chong Chong looked over with a swish, and his aunt didn't want to do it anymore. She stretched out her little fat arms like lotus root joints towards her mother, and shouted vaguely: "Mom, mom!"
Seeing her son's little face, Wen Qian's heart melted.
She hurriedly washed her hands before holding the little guy tightly in her arms. Chongchong's little mouth shrank, and she cried loudly. She dropped a lot of golden beans, which made Wen Qian's eyes heat up. My heart aches.
Not even close.
She almost lost sight of her beloved baby.
On one side, mother and son were making love. On the other side, Jiang Muyun welcomed Zhou Shilin into the living room, pouring water and taking fruits. He was so enthusiastic that Zhou Shilin was a little at a loss.
The expression on Jun's face was unnatural.
He knew that this was his mother-in-law, and he should call Wen Qian "Mom" after him, but the word rolled around his mouth several times and he just couldn't say it out. During this time, he even cast a look at Wen Qian asking for help.
Wen Qian doesn't care about him.
In front of children, men should stand aside.
Chongchong was also very attached to his mother. He always drank milk in her arms. Smelling the familiar smell of his mother, he drank half more milk powder than usual. After eating and drinking enough, his injured little heart was soothed.
Then he looked curiously at the 'newcomer' on the sofa.
"Beep, bab, bab..."
Zhou Shilin: "?"
Can't understand baby talk.
However, the little guy has grown up a lot compared to the first time he saw him. If you look closely, you can see that there are some shadows of himself between his eyebrows. This is his son. Who can resist a cute human cub?
He stretched out his hand towards Chongchong.
Chongchong blinked, turned around, and gave Zhou Shilin a meaty little butt.
Zhou Shilin: "..."
Brat, I'm your father.
Wen Qian saw that he kept laughing awkwardly, so she patted Chongchong's little butt, turned his little body around, pointed at Zhou Shilin and said softly: "Chongchong, this is daddy, call me daddy."
Chongchong: "Ma Ma."
When he was six months old, he was able to call his mother. I don’t know if he really knows how to do it or if it was a tone he made unconsciously. Anyway, he called his grandma and called his aunt, and of course he called his father.
But Zhou Shilin didn't mind at all.
Holding his son's chubby little body, his handsome and cold eyebrows could not help but be tainted with a touch of tenderness. It was the natural blood relationship between father and son.
The eldest daughter's family of three is finally reunited.
Jiang Muyun was particularly pleased.
"Xiao Zhou won't leave when he comes back this time, right?"
"Um."
Zhou Shilin nodded slightly.
"After the case at hand is over, my job may change, but——"
He glanced at Wen Qian calmly: "I will apply with the organization. The workplace is right here, so it is convenient to take care of the family."
I heard my son-in-law say this.
Jiang Muyun's face relaxed and he kept nodding.
"That's good. There still needs to be a man to support the family. It's not good for you young people to be separated in two places for a long time. It will affect your relationship. We Chongchong also need our father's company to grow up, right, Chongchong?"
Chongchong couldn't understand what grandma was talking about.
But it doesn't prevent him from communicating with his grandma.
Leaning in my father's broad and warm arms, I kept saying ah ah oh oh.
Maybe it's because they have the same blood flowing in their bones. The father and son got to know each other in a short time. Chong Chong was so happy that he didn't even want his mother. He was completely captured by his father's "lifting high".
