Why did his brother come in?

Rong Zheng glanced at him, bent down, and took out the iron box in the drawer. Rong Zheng recognized at first glance that the box was the iron box he used to hold mint candies in Rongrong.

The mint candy in the box was empty, there was only a paper rose inside, and two frogs, one big and one small. Rong Zheng put the iron box back and closed the drawer.

"Give me the hair rope."

Rong Rong handed the hair rope in his hand to his brother. Rong Zheng took it and grabbed the bangs in front of him and tied them up. Rong Rong's beautiful facial features became even more conspicuous.

Rong Zheng asked him, "Do you still have origami here?"

Rongrong didn't expect that his brother would ask this when he looked at his brother. He blinked, "Yes, brother, do you want to fold it now?"

"Um."

The last time Rong Rong flew to Paris, she used origami to pass the time on the plane and later put it in his brother's bag when she came back. He later took another copy. He originally thought that he had time to learn it, but at least he learned the roses. He was busy with this period and had never touched it.

Rong Rong went to the second bedroom to take the origami. He saw that the paper balls that were always facing him in his hands were very obedient in his hands. It can be said that they could only be described as pleasing to the eye. Rong Rong took off her slippers, lay on the bed, held her chin with her hands, staring at his brother's hands with distinct joints, "Brother, if you don't work in our company one day, just by your origami craftsmanship, you can make a fortune if you show off your face at that time."

Rong Zheng's hand movements were not stopped, "First of all, even if I retired, my account deposit would be enough for us to have enough food and clothing, and we don't need to start a business again. In addition, when I retire, I will be fifty or sixty years old. Do you think the audience will have the interest to see an old man in his fifty or sixty years old origami?"

Rong Rong felt so beautiful when he heard his brother mention the word "we", he just didn't like him very much. He used the word "old man" to describe himself. Perhaps he also rejected that his brother would grow old one day. He retorted: "Why are you an old man in your fifties and sixties? Besides, even if you become an old man, you will be the best old man in the world."

Rong Zheng showed a light smile, which was very different from his usual smile. It was very warm and a little childlike innocence. Rong Rong was so touched by his brother's smile that he sat up and kissed his brother.

The origami in Rong Zheng's hand has been formed and is a pink rose.

Later, Rong Zheng folded several times in a row. Rong Rong sat up, sat cross-legged on the bed, counted and found a total of eight flowers. In addition, the one his brother had folded for him, there were nine flowers in total.

Rong Rong knew that roses had flower language, such as red roses represent love, yellow roses represent friendship, etc., but he didn't know exactly what the specific flowers mean.

Rong Rong counted the rose and raised her head, "Brother, is there any particularity in this number?"

Rong Zheng: "It's folded casually."

Rong Rong doesn't believe it.

He used his mobile phone to check the meaning of nine roses—

Stay with each other forever.

Rong Rong immediately threw the phone in her hand onto the bed, threw his brother down, and kissed his brother hard on the lips.

In the afternoon, Rongrong and his classmates went to the hospital to visit the class leader Ke Qing.

Rong Zheng asked Rong Rong to drive him back by car, and went home to get his office carry and change clothes. He didn't see his parents at home. He took the hand and travel bag downstairs. At the entrance of the stairs on the first floor, the servant Aunt Wu looked at him, feeling a little reluctant to speak.

Rong Zheng asked politely: "Aunt Wu, is there anything wrong?"

Aunt Wu rubbed the apron in front of her crampedly, "Big Master, will the young master move back in the future?"

Afraid that my words would cause misunderstandings, Aunt Wu quickly explained: "I... didn't mean to inquire about the master's affairs. I was listening to the wife and the young master's biological parents chatting today..."

He temporarily placed the travel bag on the ground and placed the handbag on the travel bag. He asked in a deep voice: "Have Rongrong's biological parents been here today?"

Aunt Wu nodded, "I came here before nine o'clock this morning. I came to visit the young master. Then the husband and wife had to tell them that the young master did not live at home. Mrs. Jian asked, just asked..."

"What did she ask?"

"Mrs. Jian didn't ask anything. She just asked if only Master Jian would return to the Rong family in the future, but if the young master would not go back with them. Master, the lady explained that this matter depends on the young master's meaning. Mrs. Jian didn't say anything. After a long time, she asked with red eyes whether she could help meet them again with the young master. The young master's biological mother meant that since the young master had moved out of the house, they still hoped to take him back to take care of him."

Aunt Wu came to Rongrong's house to help her when she was a child. Rongrong was also regarded as the one she grew up when she was a child. After so many years of relationships, she naturally doesn't want to see the boy she brought to adulthood again.

Rong Zheng: "Well. Rongrong will not move back in the future."

Aunt Wu's eyes suddenly turned red.

She understood that if the Rong family wanted to return the child, the Jian family would naturally have to take the child back. But for more than half a year, the relationship between the master, the wife and the two young masters has been so harmonious. Why did the finally harmonious harmony be broken up in this way? Why did God make such a joke?

Aunt Wu didn't express her sadness. She was so sad. It was conceivable that the eldest young master would only be even sadder than her. He couldn't help but shed tears.

Rong Zheng went to get a tissue and gave it to the old servant, "You don't have to be too sad. Rongrong's place is very close to this place, and even though he won't move back in the future, you will see him often."

Upon hearing this, Aunt Wu felt a little better.

"By the way, why didn't I see my parents?"

"Oh, my wife is a little busy lately. The master said that he always stayed alone at home, so he went out with her wife."

Affiliated to the third doctor, VIP ward.

"Squad leader!"

"Squad leader!"

Ke Qing was reading a comic and heard the sound of the door of the ward being pushed open. She thought it was her mother who was back. Her mother answered the phone just now and then went out.

Until the voices of the classmates rang, she raised her head in surprise, "You, why are you here?"

"Squad leader, see, who else is here-"

Everyone reached out to the door together.

Rongrong: "…"

If I had known that he wouldn't have been waiting for these people to go upstairs together.

Ke Qing's face was also a little red when she was fussed by everyone. She quickly put the comic book on her hand aside, and she looked Rongrong up and down.

In winter, everyone wears a lot, and Ke Qing really couldn't see if Rong Rong was injured yesterday, so she had to ask worriedly: "Student Rong, are you in good health?"

"Um."

Rong Rong spoke as simple as ever in front of outsiders.

Ke Qing's mother also came into the ward.

Just now, these students asked her not to speak out for the time being and surprise her daughter. Only then did Mrs. Ke cooperate with these students and come in the last one.

Ke Qing's mother had learned from the conversation between students that it was the best-looking boy in this group who saved her daughter. After she entered the ward, she kept holding Rong Rong's hand and thanked Rong Rong repeatedly.

"I really thank you yesterday. It was supposed to be our family visiting you. But our family Qingqing was out of danger yesterday and was transferred from the ICU to the general ward this morning. Her father was still on a business trip. Her brother would have to arrive at the hospital this afternoon as soon as possible. I was alone in the hospital and couldn't get out of here. This classmate, I really thank you very much, thank you so much!"

Rongrong used to be a personality that was not liked by his elders. Such experiences of being thanked by his elders with hands were really unkind. He was stiff and didn't know how to deal with and deal with the current situation.

It was Ke Qing who let him go, "Mom, don't keep holding someone's hand. My classmates were scared by you."

Ke Qing's mother reacted and quickly let go of Rong Rong's hand, "Sorry, sorry."

Rong Rong whispered: "It's okay." It's just that he is not used to it.

The classmates heard that Ke Qing's condition is stable now and she will be discharged from the hospital in three or four days without any accident. It happened to be the final exam on Wednesday, and everyone was very happy for her.

"Knock--"

The door of the ward was knocked.

A tall and handsome man pushed open the door of the ward and hurriedly walked in. Behind the man, a man with more outstanding appearance and gentle temperament was followed.

"Mom, why Qingqing..."

Yuan Shihan walked towards his sister sitting on the hospital bed. His eyes fell on Rong Rong's body, and his brows immediately frowned, "Why are you here?"

Mrs. Yuan asked, "What, Shi Han, do you know this classmate Rong?"

Ke Qing also asked with surprise: "Yes, brother, do you and my classmates actually know each other?"

Yuan Shihan pursed his lips and said nothing.

Behind him, Ji Yuan walked over and answered the question from his aunt and cousin for Yuan Shihan, and smiled, "Well. I know each other. We have met Rong several times."

Ji Yuan looked at Rong Rong gently with a gentle smile, "Long time no see."

The author has something to say: The time has been getting late late recently.

Because my sleep quality has not been very good recently, I often fall asleep at 2:00 a.m. If I take a nap, my daughter will also come into the room to disturb me to rest. (I took her alone, and her father went to work) which leads to a little lack of sleep.

Let me tell you something funny. Once, I wanted to sleep for a while, but I dreamed that my brother went to the hospital to pick up Rongrong. Damn, I quickly sat up in shock in the dying bed and asked my brother to pick up Rongrong back first. Haha. It was about writing chapter [84] that happened at that time.

In addition, since I started writing articles from 6.1, I have been typing every day and have not had a rest, so I may not be able to bear it physically.

Because I am not very satisfied, I often have the habit of deleting and rewriting it. This means that the number of words I actually write will be at least one or two thousand words more than if I pass it on, and it will be very exhausting.

And, breaking will not stop and keeping will be my last stubbornness.

Even if my article is not your favorite, I hope that when you think of me in the future, you will feel that, ah, this is a hardworking author, you will feel that you are not losing money in your investment. (I worked very hard to gain a place in your heart, haha!)

I'm going to see a dentist tomorrow, I wish me good luck.qaq

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