After five years on the run, she returns with two cute babies

Even though she couldn't get Wei Feng's love, she couldn't deprive others of the right to be liked by him.

Thinking of this, Nan Ting nodded and smiled gently: "Okay, as long as you like, let's go out for a walk."

Hearing this, a hint of joy flashed in Lin Yujing's eyes, and Wei Feng looked at her with a smile.

After she finished eating the pear, Nan Ting cleaned up for her for a while, combed her hair carefully, and then tied her hair that had been hanging on her shoulders behind her head. Only then did she look a little more energetic.

Because she was still very weak, she asked the nurse to find a wheelchair, and then asked Wei Feng to carry her to sit in the wheelchair.

"Since you're not well yet, just sit in the wheelchair and let Senior Wei push you around to see around and get some sun. But don't be gone for too long. You have to come back soon, okay?"

"Yeah!" Lin Yuqing nodded vigorously, her expression like a child, and she kept shaking her legs while sitting in the wheelchair.

"Then we'll leave first." Wei Feng walked behind Lin Yuqing, pushed the wheelchair, and walked out with a gentle smile on his face.

After they left, Nan Ting still sat down weakly on the bed.

Even though she kept telling herself not to mind, her heart still ached when she saw how gentle he was towards her.

Perhaps only Lin Yuqing could make him show such a gentle expression and smile?

That was something she had longed for for most of her life, but could never get.

As soon as they left, Xiao Mingyang stepped in and saw the empty ward with only Nan Ting sitting there alone. He felt anxious and stepped forward to hold her shoulders. "Where's Yuqing? Where is she?"

Nan Ting was almost frightened to death by him. She couldn't help but pat her chest and said, "Are you trying to scare me to death? You walked without making any sound and didn't even knock on the door!"

"Now is not the time to dwell on this issue. Let me ask you, where is Yuqing? Didn't you say you would take good care of her? Where is she now? Where did she go?"

Hearing this, Nan Ting snorted and pushed his hand away.

He was so strong, showing no mercy at all. She rubbed her painful shoulder in dissatisfaction and said, "Don't be so anxious, okay? Yuqing is fine."

"Then where is she?"

Hearing that she was fine, he finally felt relieved, but he still asked worriedly.

Nan Ting said indifferently: "She went out to play with Wei Feng."

"What did you say?" Xiao Mingyang's face changed, and he narrowed his eyes dangerously at her: "You said she was Yuqing's good sister, so I entrusted her to your care. I didn't expect you..."

"What?" Nan Ting stood up, her momentum no less than his, and put her hands on her hips: "She wanted to go out on her own, so what's wrong with me letting her go for a while? Do I have to keep her in the ward forever?"

"you……"

"Me what?" Nan Ting said angrily, "You and her are not married yet, don't think she is yours. She is free, and it is her own choice who she wants to be with!"

Xiao Mingyang was extremely angry and his face turned cold. If the person standing in front of him was Wei Feng instead of Nan Ting, he would have punched her to death long ago and would never allow her to say such words in front of him.

Unfortunately, no matter how angry Xiao Mingyang was, he would never hit a woman.

Thinking of this, he pursed his lips and glared at her for a while, then turned and walked out.

Nan Ting saw him about to leave, so she quickly called out to him, "Where are you going?"

But he ignored her and walked out.

"I'm telling you, Yuqing is in a good mood for once, don't ruin it!"

"Hey! Did you hear me?"

The person in front of her didn't hear what she said at all. He probably blocked out the words automatically after hearing them. He walked quickly and disappeared in a short while.

Nan Ting grumbled and touched her forehead with a headache.

It's true that there's no peace when these two men are together. Both of them want to get her, to get her heart... and now she has lost her memory.

I guess the two of them are eager to quickly occupy a place in her heart?

Why are things becoming more and more complicated?

Wei Feng pushed the wheelchair, his eyes fixed gently on the figure in front of him. The nurses and patients coming towards him would make envious sounds when they saw this scene.

For example, a very handsome man, a very happy woman, etc.

But Lin Yuqing seemed not to be listening to them, or she probably didn't understand. Because this was a foreign country, most of the people here were foreigners, although there were a few Chinese.

She stretched out her arms, raised her head and closed her eyes, her entire face bathed in the sunlight.

Although it is noon, it is already winter, so the sunlight shining on my face feels warm, itchy and very comfortable.

Seeing how happy she was, Wei Feng couldn't bear to disturb her and just kept looking at her gently.

He didn't know how long he had walked before he stopped. Then, looking at the greenery here, he said softly, "There's still green to see now, why don't you look at it for a while longer? If it snows, I guess there won't be any greenery here anymore."

After hearing this, Lin Yuqing, who had kept her eyes closed, finally opened them. It would have been fine if she hadn't opened them, but once she opened them, she was stunned.

I never thought that there would be so many lush trees behind the hospital.

There were many people around, supporting each other as they walked around. Some were sitting in wheelchairs like her, and some were using crutches.

But she didn't care about these, but...

She raised her head slightly and asked softly, "When will it snow?"

She had an inexplicable liking for snow, which was pure white and seemed like the most beautiful thing in the world.

Perhaps, in her heart, only heavy snow is the most beautiful thing?

Seeing her expectant look, Wei Feng couldn't help but ask softly, "Do you like snow?" He remembered that she had once said that the first snow in winter was her birthday.

It seems that her birthday is not far away.

"I like it," she replied softly.

"I knew you liked it." Wei Feng walked up to her, squatted down, raised his head and stared at her.

Hearing this, Lin Yuqing looked down at him, somewhat surprised: "How do you know?"

"Have you forgotten what you said to me before?"

"What?"

"You said the first snow of winter was your birthday."

Lin Yuqing paused. The first snow was her birthday? But she couldn't remember it at all. Thinking of this, she bit her lip and said, "I already... don't remember."

Wei Feng held her little hand, and with the other hand, he brushed a strand of hair from her forehead to the back of her head, and said softly, "It's okay as long as I remember it. I will always remember Yuqing's birthday. I have something to ask you, okay?"

"What's the matter?" Lin Yuqing felt a little fond of the gentle and considerate man in front of her, so she asked softly.