Chapter 165: I want to be a weed that has no quarrel with the world

"It's going to cool down again after tomorrow!" Jiang Hao said with his mobile phone.

Tranquility, who was sitting on a stool, ran a pistol over his phone, glanced at it and said, "Wow, it's zero again, it won't snow again!" ”

She flipped through her mobile phone a few times, and suddenly the expression on her face changed greatly, and she said with a surprised look: "Wow, it's almost the New Year, and there are still twenty days to celebrate the New Year. She cocked her mouth, as if she was a little disappointed.

She returned the mobile phone to Jiang Hao, and thought silently in her heart: I haven't cared about the calendar for a long time, and now my life in the hospital every day seems to be living in a day without a concept of time, and I don't have a focus on time in my heart.

She wants to calm down and use her own speed to complete her own things, hoping to achieve the effect she wants.

Lin Jiajia and Xia Qing walked in leisurely, looked at them and said, "Go and rest, let's watch here." ”

"Go ahead, I'll just lie here at night. Tranquility said to Jiang Hao.

He shook his head and said, "You girls, don't worry about this, there is a boy who is taking good care of you." ”

Ning Jing knew that Jiang Hao would not leave them alone to rest, so she shook her head a little helplessly.

"Han Chen, Han Chen!"

Lin Xiaoxiao's anxious voice came from the corridor in the distance, and Jing Jing, who was originally sitting, suddenly stood up, as if she had a very bad premonition, this girl was looking for Han Chen like crazy, something must have happened.

"Why is she here?" Xia Qing asked as she looked at Lin Jiajia.

"Don't look at me, I don't know, I rarely contact her. Lin Jiajia looked like she had to quickly clear up her relationship when the police were interrogating the thief.

With the sound of footsteps, she rushed into the room, and seeing that Tranquility was still angry, her heart was very unbalanced, shouldn't she be the way she was begging now? Why can she be so pampered when facing anything.

In front of her, everything she showed was saying that she had lost, but she didn't want to admit it, and the last thing she wanted to see was tranquility.

Lin Xiaoxiao yelled in the ward like a madman, arguing unreasonably.

Tranquility looked at her and said politely: "The person you are looking for is not here, you can leave, you are not welcome here." ”

"Here, here. Her parents arrived panting from behind, looking at their tranquility with disgust, Principal Lin suddenly said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, we'll take her away immediately." ”

He pulled Lin Xiaoxiao out hard, but she was still struggling there, and her crazy voice could be heard on the main floor.

"Tranquility, listen, I won't give Han Chen to you, he will always be mine, people like you are not worthy of him, even if they are together, they will not be happy. Lin Xiaoxiao completely lost her mind, crying and making trouble and going crazy.

I only heard a "pop" sound and a heavy slap in the face, and Principal Lin was very angry and knocked her down.

She covered her face with her right hand, looked at her father with incredible eyes, and said in a very heavy tone: "Dad, you actually beat me." ”

"I don't beat you, because you should, you've been unreasonable all these years, just because Dad didn't teach you well. Principal Lin replied angrily.

"Lin Xiaoxiao, you see clearly, I'm quiet, I've never thought about robbing anyone with you, if it's mine, I don't have to rob it, as long as he doesn't move in place, he will still approach me, you can see clearly, this is my boyfriend, and he is also the object of my marriage in the future, so please leave here immediately and disappear from my eyes immediately." Tranquility took Jiang Hao's hand and said loudly, as if officially announcing that Han Chen had nothing to do with her.

Lin Jiajia held her face and ran to the outside of the ward, followed by her mother and left.

Principal Lin kept apologizing to Ning Jing in the ward, he took out a yellow envelope from his bag, walked to the hospital bed, and carefully handed it to Ning Jing and said, "Teacher Lin came in a hurry, I didn't buy anything, I'm really embarrassed, you go buy something for your father." ”

Tranquility pushed back with her hand, and said in an unhurried tone: "No need, Principal Lin will just take care of your daughter in the future, I don't want to see her appear in front of me like a psychopath." ”

Hearing Tranquility's attitude, he paused for a moment, but he didn't know what to say, looked at Ning's father who was lying quietly on the bed and said, "It turns out that Tranquility is your daughter, and this personality is exactly the same as when you were young." ”

After speaking, Principal Lin put away the envelope in his hand and quickly turned to leave.

Tranquility suddenly let go of Jiang Hao's hand, and lowered her head silently, "Yes...... I'm sorry. She said to Jiang Hao in a huff.

Jiang Hao took his hand in front of him and looked at it, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry what? I'm sorry you took my hand and took advantage of me, or I'm sorry that you used me to deceive them." ”

Tranquility silently thought in her heart, yes, I am sorry, how should I say that reason, she suddenly fell silent.

"Jingjing, does that Lin Xiaoxiao's father know your father?" Xia Qing asked very curiously.

Tranquility nodded, looked at her father on the bed and said, "They used to be colleagues, and my father used to be a classroom, but then he left school because of some things and didn't teach anymore. ”

"Wow, my uncle is still a teacher, no wonder he's so good. ”

"In fact, Dad often tells some stories about them in the past, playing basketball together, reading together, and coming home from school together... It's just that now they all go their own way, people have their own aspirations, and sometimes the path they choose is different, and the ending will be different later. Tranquility said.

Looking at my father's old face, I thought, now it has been decades, just sighing, the years are urging people to get old, and now their old faces are full of stories about each other, and the wind and snow at that time were shallow on the road of rushing, leaving behind lines of poetic and hazy experiences, just like those brushes in their hands, depicting volumes of stories.

Now I want to forget the hardships given by life, and I just want to flow the warm time of the rest of my life in this different era, and be those weeds that are indisputable with the world.