DIRECTOR, I LOVE YOU TOO
Chapter 105 Mommy You Go
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Wendy pushed the door of the study open, just to calm people down, this was the first time Wendy had entered Michael Ling's study, the spacious study room was filled with bookshelves on one side, so many books here, like a small bookstore or library, just that there are no labels on the row of bookshelves. This is a personal book, and not everyone can borrow it. There is no need to have labels, and walk slowly along the first line of the front door. Wendy found that Michael Ling's books are numerous, astronomy and geography, social news, economics, chemical science and engineering, foreign language business, there It's almost everything there is.
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Eyes on the middle row books. All the novels, but when he skimmed through, he was disappointed. Although they are all novels, they are all documentary novels, and none of them are romantic novels that women love. While scanning in these books to read recipe books. Suddenly, he saw a book in the corner. This book is more interesting than other books, because it is not entirely on the bookshelf, but some of the books that are outside.It seems that the book was taken and read by the owner not long ago, but the book was not, and it seems like it is often placed on the owner's desk, the cover is rather long.
Pull gently, and when opened, a book marker is visible.
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This book is homemade. A photo of a woman smiling, those eyes were like they were staring at a person reading, as if looking at her.
Ah, no, he was looking at Michael Ling, because the one who read this book often was Michael Ling, not Wendy Zhong.
It must be admitted that Mary's smile was very beautiful, and she had a charm that touched everyone, even she was unable to take her eyes off the photo.
However, this photo was a bit special, it seemed to have been cut, also the photo was very thick, and there seemed to be a layer on the back, as it slowly flipped over the photo, Wendy felt the heart beating hard, and she felt like it was going to be a little too, maybe it was a mistake for him to step into Michael Ling's study?
And he just found something he shouldn't have seen.
The back of Maria's photo is another one of Michael Ling's. Looking at the picture, it looked like two people were sitting back to each other. Even his back position is close together. It could be seen that Michael Ling wholeheartedly made it.
Just want to love you.
This is the title of the book and also the title of the photo.
Just wanted to love her, it was Maria.
What a beautiful book, how romantic are men and women, how much love have they ever had?
It was a world that Wendy could not enter. At that moment, he did not know Michael Ling.
The finger fell on the lips of the man in the photo, as if he could feel warm when he kissed her in the morning, she said, but in this book the man in the photo just wants to kiss the woman he loves, only Mary.
Want to see this book, no matter if the story written in the book was related to Michael Ling and Maria, but he really wanted to see it.
As he walked to the window, the veiled curtains blocked the strong light outside and softened his reading. When he opened the first page and read word for word, he felt a miserable softness from the text in the book.
Letters and words also display sadness and despair.
In fact, after only reading one page, she was able to guess the end of the story, which was destined to be love without being able to unite.
Therefore, he could only cover up the hopeless love in his heart to Mary.
Just want to love you.
It was him and everyone in his life.
It was getting dark, but he was still immersed in the storyline. She can't escape, even forgetting Lexi and Lexa in the next toy room.
The room had started to darken, but he felt nothing, his eyes still staring at the text in the book, entangled in the love story of the two main players who are full of hatred and also pain.
The door behind opened, but it wasn't Lexi and Lexa. The man walked silently behind him, then reached out and pressed the incandescent light switch in the study. The sudden light made Wendy blink. Turning around involuntarily, the gaze of the eyes met that of Michael Ling, “If you read like this, your eyes will be myopic ...,” he said, but his gaze fell on the book in his hand.
Just want to love you.
An unknown writer, but wrote a poignant story that made him feel the same way.
Without saying anything, he only said half his words. Her hand held a book in her hand, “Give me me, hungry kids, waiting for you dinner together.” The book “Just Want to Love You” was taken from him.
“I ..” He wants to say that he has not finished reading. When he wanted to continue reading, he had brought the book to the table, then picked up the key to open the drawer, and threw the book into the drawer. “Do not read these useless books, there are many books in them, you can read them.”
Not seeing the end of the story, as if he could not predict the end of Michael Ling and Maria, or perhaps the end of their story was the same, walked out of the study room with that suspense, she said, even his footsteps were much heavier.
“You're fast home from work.”
“Yeah, worry about you and the kids, so I'm back early.” The book, along with them out of the workspace will forever be stored in the corner of the workroom drawer. Perhaps, he would never be allowed to read it again.
Smile gently,”Thank you.” But his heart felt bitter, but he didn't know how long he had given him time?
Will it be a lifetime?
If it was too long, then he should have let him read the end of the book, but unfortunately, now he was already in no mood to read it again.
All that remains is regret.
The children arrived in the dining room from the toy room. When they reached the dining room, they passed through the living room. As they stepped on the carpet, he saw two gerbera bouquets in the living room and at the dining table.
It was Maria's favorite flower.
Sitting quietly, she found that only the children were happiest because they would not think about things deeper outside the existing world.
“Mommy, Daddy bought a roasted duck, it's really fragrant.”
“Si is the cook from Beijing who directly grilled it, and it is still hot, so I went to the study and took you to eat it. It doesn't taste good if it's cold.” Michael Ling never seemed to have happened anything and pointed to the roasted duck on the table.
“Thank you.” Without eating it and it tastes good. The meat is tasted when eaten. “Enak, Lexi, Lexa, eat.”
The children ate with him, and already they had not eaten with Michael Ling for several days, the children seemed to feel awkward, they were not as free as before. Michael Ling can taste it, he took two pieces of delicious duck meat put on a small plate Lexi and Lexa, “dip the seasoning and it tastes more delicious.”
“Thanks Daddy.”
After eating, two little boys asked him to tell a story. Wendy leaned on the couch watching TV. The living room is full of happiness. He felt warm to make her think that maybe this was spending her life like this.
But can this really be?
Maria had always been a knot in Michael Ling's heart, even if he told her not to avoid him at all and let him accompany her in Mary's shadow.
Sometimes tilting his head and looking at him who raised a hand, his injuries should have been much better. When yesterday he applied the medicine, his wound had docked. It was a sign that he had grown new flesh, then he would soon be cured.
“Daddy, tell me something else, I want to listen to Snow White.”
“Not told?”
“Tell me again, this is great, Daddy, can you cut the old woman with a knife so she can't hurt Snow White? I really don't want Snow White to eat poisonous apples.” Lexa pleaded and held her hand.
Wendy laughed lightly, she reached out and pressed the remote control to turn off the TV, then walked towards the children and sat down in front of them, “Lexa, you think, if Snow White had not eaten the poisonous apple, then she still needed the prince to come save her?”
“Yes, if he does not eat poisonous apples he will not lie in the crystal coffin and he will not meet the prince.”
“So, actually the old lady in disguise was also a matchmaker for Snow White and the prince, you know? Sometimes, people will live happily a lifetime after getting the ordeal.”
Lexi and Lexa thought through her words and slowly found the answer, “Yeah, Daddy, you told me the way you should. We listen again. Mommy's words make sense. ”
Listening to a story is like a life, not even anyone can guarantee what will happen in one's life, but whether it's luck or not, it has cause and effect, it has, like him and Michael Ling. However, meeting him could be said to be his misfortune.
Michael Ling patiently told Snow White's story to the children. Every time he saw her telling stories to children, the expressions displayed were really nothing like her, and she was very patient with the children. .
The living room was completely silent, only Michael's voice was left, and even he also heard the story with the children. The story she heard since childhood, she also often told Lexi and Lexa, but she as a mother who still likes this story, she said, and love to relive the sad and happy atmosphere of the Snow White story.
“Oh, Mommy, you've nosebleed.” Lexi was leaning against the sofa while hearing Michael Ling's male voice, and suddenly shouted at her.
