Nine Thoughts

Before Ling Wuqi could speak, An Dahai behind him spoke first: "God, what should we do? Master Lan, why did Xiao Le forget things again, can he be okay?"

"It's good to wake up, don't be too picky."

Lan Xuan curled her lips, "Anle, let's have a laugh."

Although he didn't know what it was for, An Le smiled cooperatively and asked him, "Who are you?"

"I'm a genius doctor, I saved your life, you know?" Lan Xuan said, "Come on, show me your hands."

An Le obediently raised her hands, glanced again, and saw other people: "Master! This is Xiaoxiao? When did you come here?"

"very good."

Lan Xuan said again, "Now read a word to me: the shoulder pole is long, the bench is wide, the bench is not as long as the pole, and the pole is not as wide as the bench.

The shoulder poles should be tied to the bench, and the bench should not allow the shoulder poles to be tied to the bench, but the shoulder poles must be tied to the bench. "

An Le said: "The pole is long, the bench is wide, the pole has no bench, etc. I don't remember, can you say it again?"

"Ah!" Lan Xuan said heartbrokenly, "It seems that there is an obstacle in the language function, I'm sorry everyone, I have tried my best."

"Shut up you."

Ling Wuqi finally spoke, and a smile crept onto his face again. He walked forward quickly, held An Le's hand, and looked at him intently, "Such long and awkward sentences, you only need to remember them." Strange."

An Le was still confused: "That hero, yes, Ling hero, what's going on?"

"Don't call Daxia so unfamiliar, just call him Big Brother Ling."

Ling Wuqi said, "You have been ill and may have forgotten some things, it's okay, I'll tell you one by one.

The second boss caught him, he is indeed a jade-faced Rakshasa, and now the case has been concluded, and he and the first boss Zhao Dahu are locked in the county government prison, waiting for approval from the Ministry of Criminal Justice.

A few days ago, you and I worked together on another case and rescued dozens of trapped women. Now Mrs. Tong is trying to find a way to resettle them.

Xiaoxiao's mother remarried and entrusted Xiaoxiao to your care. Now she is your daughter.

Also, today is the [-]th of August, and my father is here to see you. "

Every time Ling Wuqi said a word, a trace of fear and doubt flashed in An Le's eyes. He couldn't imagine why he could forget so many things. What was even more frightening was that he had only slept for a while, but woke up two hours later. After a month?An Le always felt that he was full of things to ask. After thinking for a long time, he finally asked, "Master Ling, who is your father?"

"" Ling Wuqi said, "my father is your master, the hero of meditation, and the leader of Qingsong Sword Sect, Ling Qian."

An Le looked at Ling Qian in surprise, then looked at Ling Wuqi, thought about it carefully, and then smiled: "So Master asked you to help me with the case? Hero Ling is wrong, brother, thank you!" Ling Wuqi : "" Why did you call me Senior Brother?Oh, the most important thing is left unsaid.

"there's one more thing."

Ling Wuqi said, gently wrapping An Le's hand in his, "We're already married."

An Le said: "Who is married?" Ling Wuqi said: "We."

An Le said: "Who are we?" Ling Wuqi said: "You and me."

"What?!" An Le was shocked. He looked at An Dahai for a while, then at Ling Qian for a while, and finally his eyes fell on Ling Wuqi, "Why did we two get married? We didn't just meet when we were handling the case." ?"

"You got married as soon as you came back from the bandit village, so you must have made a private decision for life."

An Dahai laughed and said, "Silly boy, you can forget all of this."

Ling Wuqi: "" Actually, strictly speaking, it's true that we just met each other.

An Le let Ling Wuqi shake hands with him naturally, and seeing Ling Wuqi's handsome face and passionate and loving eyes, he believed it a little bit, but when he thought that he was married to a man, he still felt a little strange: "So, you are my wife?" Ling Wuqi: "Yeah."

All right, it's about this time, the lady is the lady.

An Le asked again: "Have we bridal chamber yet?" Ling Wuqi: "Yeah."

"Oh!" An Le blushed, "How can I forget about this kind of thing, don't be angry."

"" Ling Wuqi said, "Just call him Brother Ling as before."

"Yeah, Brother Ling, don't be angry."

Anle held Ling Wuqi's hand in a hurry, "I, I can remember, I was right! Diary! Foster father, where is my diary?"

"Uh, this." An Dahai pointed at the messy place with a sneer, "A few days ago there was a typhoon and heavy rain. It happened that you were sick and all of us didn't care about your suitcase, so it was completely soaked in water."

"No one left?" An Le was shocked when she heard the words, jumped off the bed in a hurry, and went to rummage through the boxes piled up in the corner. Yang Xiaoxiao was very sensible and helped to rummage together.

An Hai said: "A few boxes are still there, but the recent ones are probably gone."

An Le looked at the soft and rotten books stained with ink in annoyance, and felt that there was no worse husband in the world than him.

"Father, I found it!" Yang Xiaoxiao took out a piece of paper from nowhere, opened it, and the handwriting was still clearly visible—"I am married today, and I am happy with Big Brother Ling."

"Great! Xiaoxiao, you are really capable!" An Le carefully looked at the paper for a long time, then smoothed it carefully, folded it and put it in his arms, then looked at Ling Wuqi with smiling eyes, until Ling Wuqi couldn't help but stare at Ling Wuqi. melted.

Encouraged, Yang Xiaoxiao was immediately full of energy, and read more vigorously.

"Wow! I found Master's diary, it's from these two months!" Suddenly Yang Xiaoxiao found out a book from nowhere, on the cover was written "Ling Wuqi Diary", which made her very happy, " I remember this day, it was the day I came here, let me see 'An Xiaole is really annoying, he didn't recognize me at first, he has seen me three times, he is so heartless' Eh?" Ling Wuqi hurried He snatched the diary over and said angrily: "No one taught you that you can't just read other people's diaries?!"