Chapter 610 A Potion (49)

She didn't pay much attention to Wen Su.

The eagle wants to spread its wings and fly, how can it be supported by one hand?

When she had nothing to do, she took out some red lips and kept them. Water it and get some sunshine.

If you wait a few decades, you might see it bloom.

There are many spiritual plants in Baitang's space. Among them, Dianjiangchun is not considered precious. It is just a common one, but it has been raised alone for such a long time.

…

Wen Su became very busy later on. He told Bai Tang that he had entered the laboratory to help his mentor with research.

After several years of research, he also graduated.

He invested a lot of his money and then built his own laboratory for research.

Bai Tang also paid special attention to it. After there was no problem, he didn't care what he was doing.

Bai Zhongkai was depressed for the next few years, always looking at her with a sad expression, and his energy and blood were consumed day by day, and he passed away not long after.

Bai Tang sighed, and he recognized that she was not the daughter Tangtang he wanted to compensate for. They had been together for so long, and he couldn't deceive himself even if he wanted to, so he became depressed and finally left.

This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss.

I missed some, regretted them for the rest of my life, and felt guilty for the rest of my life.

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Five years later, Wen Su resigned.

Taking a special potion, I returned to this home and carried a suitcase with various flowers in it.

He was twenty-seven years old and in his prime.

When he came back, he didn't tell Bai Tang in advance. After arriving, he stood aside and watched for a long time.

Bai Tang's body is forty-seven, over fifty years old. She watered her lips a little more.

"Bai Tang."

He shouted softly.

Bai Tang was a little surprised when he heard the voice, turned around and smiled: "I didn't say a word when I came back. It seems that I sat for a while and then left."

"No, you brought your suitcase. How many days do you want to stay?"

Wen Su curled her lips and nodded: "Bai Tang, I have some good news for you."

Bai Tang raised his eyebrows: "Say."

Wen Su patted the suitcase gently: "I have a girl I like. She will come to play tomorrow. The suitcase is full of flowers, rose, lily of the valley, daisies, baby's breath, cardamom, jasmine, tuberose... When she comes tomorrow, I plan to confess to her."

Bai Tang looked at the suitcase, moved his fingers, and looked away: "Do you need help? I wish you all the best."

I didn’t think much about it.

Probably still a little bit sad.

The person who had devoted his thoughts to her for several lifetimes has now let it go.

My heart feels a little uncomfortable, but there is nothing to say.

Bai Tang didn't think Wen Su would focus on her this time. The twenty-year age difference and the fact that he had a son from his second marriage meant he was old enough.

Bai Tang will not allow himself to go out of his way.

It's a good thing that Wen Su met someone he likes this time, isn't it?

As Wen Su watched, the hand holding the potion in his pocket tightened, and the curve of the corners of his lips became a little wider.

"Bai Tang, thank you for your blessing. After all, it is a gift of confession. It must be made by yourself to show your sincerity."

For such a long time, taking advantage of her psychology, his sincerity, which only has a little bit of acting skills, can be regarded as temporarily misleading her.

Bai Tang nodded and did not look at Wen Su. He fiddled with the slender leaves that adorned his crimson lips with his fingers: "Sincerity is always valuable. You are right. Others can give advice on this kind of thing, but you cannot let others do it. "

Wen Su also agreed very much: "Baitang, I'm going back to my room first, I won't eat dinner today, don't call me."

Baitang opened his mouth, but nodded without saying anything after all.