Chang Qiming swallowed his saliva with difficulty, then blinked aggrievedly, took the tomatoes off, obediently wiped off the saliva on them, and then put them back in the fruit bowl.

He had a sore throat and couldn't really eat now.

Xia He had to put down the work in his hand and help him squeeze some juice: "I said Teacher Chang, it's really not okay, you can go to the hospital, but don't kill yourself at home." ”

Chang Qiming wanted to speak, but Xia He directly covered his hand, Xia He made a silent movement, and then stuffed the juice into his hand strongly.

Xia He threw all the garbage on the borrowed cart, pushed it downstairs when he was about to go home, and returned the car by the way.

At the end of the pack, she picked up the flowers next to the TV and threw them on the cart with the pots. At this moment, she felt like she had learned something else.

Whether it is Chang Qiming or himself, those past are like a pot of flowers, they are standing not far away, watching it slowly wither, letting everything gradually die yesterday.

It's not that they can't do anything, they just know that some retention is not necessary.

She hugged the whole pot of dead branches and leaves, and glanced back at Chang Qiming, who was leaning back on the sofa and sleepy.

The sun slowly shone on him, and the whole person looked warm, and it didn't give people the feeling of scorching heat in summer.

Xia He stretched out his hand, not knowing what he wanted to touch, but he felt that he wanted to be close to such a warm scenery.

Xia He didn't disturb him to sleep, took the key to his house, and then pushed the cart downstairs, the garbage was thrown away, and the cart was returned.

She stood downstairs and looked around in a bit of confusion, and then unconsciously looked up at the building where Chang Qiming was, counting up the floors, and finally her eyes stayed on a half-open window.

When she reacted, she realized how funny her behavior was, as if she had a crush on someone, and she could get great satisfaction just by looking at where he lived when she passed by his house.

"It's weird. Xia He shook his head, definitely not, it didn't feel right.

The two of them, there is no strange aura attracting each other, right? She stretched out her finger and slowly pulled, unable to think of a reason.

"Whatever, what do you want to do so much!" Xia He walked around downstairs again, found a convenience store, bought a new mop, and bought some snacks.

She can't buy a vase, depending on which auction the material of the vase should be auctioned, the price should not be low.

......

Xia He is a little crazy, why do you always owe more and more favors?

"Are you new to moving in, I haven't seen you before?" The supermarket owner is a middle-aged woman, who likes to pull red threads for people.

Xia He was stunned for two seconds before she reacted and asked herself, and she quickly found the words in her mind.

How can you say that it is better? The new move is definitely not, my boyfriend lives here, something is wrong......

"I ...... My friend lives here and he got sick and I came to see him. ”

Xia He swallowed back her boyfriend who was almost bald, but fortunately she was smart, and it was good to read more melons with a small head.

"Oh, then you can buy more fruit and go back, canned food is fine, the sick person will not have a good appetite." ”

The boss chattered while helping Xia He get a canned fruit.

"I'll give you this new product, you can take it back and try it. ”

When he walked out of the supermarket, Xia He carried a bunch of them in his hands.