"Brother Yiqing!"

Li Miran was short of breath, his face was very red, and he stood at the door of the room in a bathrobe, watching two tall men who were arguing stride from the other side of the corridor.

"Mi Ran, are you uncomfortable?"

Liu Yiqing stepped forward with concern, blocking his entire body in the middle, separating Yu Jingen's gaze.

She shook her head. No discomfort, just very tired and painful.

He lowered his head, gave Li Miran a protective look, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "As long as you speak, I will take you away immediately!"

Li Miran raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were full of exhaustion, "I want to wash my hair, can you help me?"

I didn't feel sleepy, I went into the bathroom to take a shower, and washed away the filth and exhaustion of the past few months, although the wounds on my arms, neck and legs have scabbed over and new flesh has grown, but the ribs are fractured, the wound is inside, and I can't continue to wash my hair.

went out to call Mei's mother for help, who knew that she happened to hear the conversation between the two men, and finally Liu Yiqing's sentence "I am her fiancé" hit her death hole, she didn't expect Liu Yiqing to take it seriously.

That was her trick, playing Yu Jingen's trick in the hospital, but she took advantage of her friend, and a deep sense of guilt hit her heart.

"Okay, I'll help you!"

Liu Yiqing glanced at Yu Jingen behind him lightly, his face was pale, and there was a haze under his eyes.

"Mr. Yu, just have me here. Liu Yiqing called Yu Jingen Mr. Yu so politely for the first time, and his respectful attitude drew an end to his years of brotherhood.

Yu Jingen's eyes stopped on Li Miran for a full three seconds, and said, "Remember to help her dry it." Then he turned silently, bowed his head and walked away, unable to hide his frustration.

He never does things that fake his hands on others, but he can't wash Li Miran's hair and blow his hair as in the past. As he turned to leave, he clenched his palms, imagining that her long waterfall hair was held in the palm of his hand, but it was empty.

Li Miran found a comfortable posture and lay on the edge of the bathtub with a pillow under him, so that his chest would not be uncomfortable.

It was the first time Liu Yiqing washed her hair, her technique was jerky, and she pulled her long hair several times, although it hurt, but Li Miran couldn't help but squeak, because he washed it very hard, and she owed him it, and she didn't want to give him more burden.

"Brother Yiqing, I was in the hospital before, ......"

She plucked up the courage to tell him: That's using you, don't take it seriously. She wants to explain clearly, even if the other party no longer treats her as a friend, she must live up to her sincerity.

But Liu Yiqing seemed to know what she was going to say, and immediately interrupted.

"Actually, we can try, Miran. It's not a good choice, let's go to the United States, I'll be good to you for the rest of my life. ”

His vow came suddenly, and even he was shocked, it turned out that he could make a lifelong promise for this woman.

After this sentence, there was only the sound of dripping water in the bathroom, Li Miran was thinking, and Liu Yiqing was waiting.

He'd been waiting six years and didn't care about the moment.

......

Liu Yiqing first saw Li Miran, it was six years ago during the eleventh long holiday, he traveled to Nancheng, and came to Yu's house as a guest, and saw a beautiful figure under the osmanthus tree outside the courtyard of his house, and the girl in the white dress carried the osmanthus flowers with her skirt and smiled at him.

"Handsome guy, come and help me. ”

The girl unceremoniously took the coat on his arm, "Use it!"

She spread his coat on the ground and scattered the osmanthus flowers she had collected, the faint fragrance of the flowers was refreshing, like the fleeting fragrance of the girl on the tip of his nose when she approached him.

The girl crouched on the ground and glanced up at him, "I know who you are." ”

He frowned in confusion.

"You're Brother Jingen's best buddy, right? What's your name...... Liu...... Liu...... Yiqing. ”

He said "um", and the girl smiled at him, and continued to bow her head and go about her work, and in a short time his coat was full of flowers.

"Okay, let's go! I'll invite you to eat osmanthus steamed buns later. ”

"Steamed buns?"

"Shandong people, don't they only eat steamed buns?" she even knew that he was from Shandong.

"Hmm...... But I don't like to eat steamed buns. ”

The girl laughed, "What amuses you is to invite you to eat moon cakes." ”

Later, he learned that the steamed bun in the girl's mouth was actually a special moon cake in Nancheng, filled with osmanthus flowers, and the reason why she called it steamed bread was because Yu Jingen said, "as hard as a steamed bun".

The girl was a little naughty, even a little rude, but it was deeply imprinted in his heart. Although he knew that she was Yu Jingen's childhood plum and the girl he liked, he still couldn't forget the throbbing he brought to him when he first met her.

......

After blowing her hair, I heard her say, "Give me time to think." ”

She didn't refuse directly, just said that it would take time, which was the best answer for Liu Yiqing.