Chapter 357: Such an Ugly Apple

"Hmm. Fang Qingming just smiled, hummed lightly, and didn't speak.

In fact, Fang Qingming only found out about Song Xiangran's love at first sight.

Because before meeting Song Xiangran, Fang Qingming really didn't completely remember the names and looks of several people, especially who he was interested in, and he was willing to take the initiative to care about each other......

At the beginning, Fang Qingming treated Song Xiangran out of the mentality of the People's Liberation Army to serve the people.

But serving and serving, Fang Qingming found that this girl seemed to be a little different.

Although Fang Qingming couldn't say what aspect it was, he was attracted to Song Xiangran for no reason.

After Song Xiangran told Fang Qingming about his origin, Fang Qingming gradually understood why Song Xiangran's temperament was so different, with both the youthfulness and innocence of a girl, and the rationality and restraint of a mature woman.

This is because Song Xiangran is a person who has lived once.

Compared with the deceit in the world, Song Xiangran sometimes understands better how happy and precious it is to live and do what he likes.

After learning about Song Xiangran's origin, Fang Qingming felt that this woman was stronger and more attractive than he imagined.

But these things, Fang Qingming obviously can't talk to Fang Qingran.

"When you met Sister Xiangran at that time, she had just entered college, right?" Fang Qingran said with a mocking smile, "At that time, I plotted against others, and the old cow ate tender grass." ”

When he was first with Song Xiangran, Fang Qingming didn't like to hear others say that "old cows eat tender grass".

After being with Song Xiangran for a long time, Fang Qingming seemed to feel that this was indeed a fact, and there was nothing to deny.

Song Xiangran is sometimes more mature than Fang Qingming, which often makes Fang Qingming wonder whether this old cow who eats tender grass is himself or Song Xiangran.

After knowing Song Xiangran's experience, Fang Qingming was even more relieved.

It doesn't matter what the truth really is.

As long as the old cow and the young grass are willing, it doesn't matter.

"Song Xiangran is a very special person, so it is not easy to understand her, but it is a very happy thing. Fang Qingming smiled and said.

Only the person who spoke could understand what this sentence meant, and Fang Qingran really heard it.

"Why are you old, you can't understand the speech one by one. Fang Qingran pursed his mouth and said disinterestedly, then pulled the pillow for a while and lay down again.

Fang Qingming's apple was finally finished, he threw the clean apple core into the trash, took out a tissue and wiped his hands, and then covered Fang Qingran with the quilt very gently.

This gentle movement startled Fang Qingran.

"Fang Qingming, why are you suddenly so good to me, it can't be that you want to plot against me, right?" Fang Qingran hugged his shoulders and looked at Fang Qingming with a vigilant expression.

"Did you learn the four-character idiom of plotting against you when you went to high school?" Fang Qingming looked at Fang Qingran angrily and funny and said.

This time, Fang Qingran was silent, covered the quilt, found a comfortable position, closed his eyes, and pretended that he was asleep.

Fang Qingming looked at Fang Qingran seriously for a while, sighed in his heart, and said softly to Fang Qingran: "Because I am your brother, take a good rest, and think less about what you don't have." ”

Fang Qingran obviously didn't fall asleep so quickly, and his eyelids moved slightly.

At this time, the door of the ward was pushed open, and Song Xiangran walked in with a bag of things.

When he saw Fang Qingming, Song Xiangran was stunned for a while, then walked towards Fang Qingming with a smile and said, "Qingming, you're awake, I brought you something to eat, you're hungry, come and eat a little." ”

Indeed, after Song Xiangran said this, Fang Qingming's stomach immediately "growled".

Judging from the sun setting outside the window, Fang Qingming did sleep in that operating room for a few hours, and when he woke up in the morning, Fang Qingming didn't eat anything because he was worried about Fang Qingran's operation, and his stomach was basically empty, and he was hungry at this time.

"Well, I realized I was hungry. When Fang Qingming saw Song Xiangran, the smile on his face couldn't stop rippling.

Fang Qingran, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes and took in the changes on Fang Qingming's face.

Seeing that Fang Qingming and Song Xiangran looked like an old husband and wife, Fang Qingran silently understood in his heart that in Fang Qingming's eyes, there could only be the shadow of Song Xiangran alone, and no one else could enter his eyes.

While Fang Qingming was eating, Song Xiangran took out an apple from the bag on the table and began to peel it.

Fang Qingran heard the sound of peeling, opened his eyes again, and asked Song Xiangran curiously: "Sister Xiangran, your apple peeling skills are so poor, who are you cutting for to eat?"

Song Xiangran's hand peeling the apple was stunned, and then he glared at Fang Qingran, this Fang Qingran, although he always liked to have a black face when he was a child, and sometimes he would hit the nail on the head when he spoke, but Song Xiangran found that the older Fang Qingran grew, the more poisonous his speech became.

"Anyway, it's not for you to eat, you care about me. Song Xiangran grimaced at Fang Qingran.

Fang Qingran knew it in his heart, and thought to himself, since it was cut to Fang Qingming, then Fang Qingming, such a picky person, would definitely not eat Song Xiangran's ugly apple.

What's more, Fang Qingming just finished cutting one not long ago.

But Fang Qingran forgot, who is Song Xiangran, Song Xiangran is the person that Fang Qingming puts on the tip of his heart, no matter how ugly it is, even if it can't be eaten, Song Xiangran gives it to Fang Qingming, and Fang Qingming will probably accept it happily.

Maybe he will praise Song Xiangran with a clear conscience.

Sure enough, when Song Xiangran handed Fang Qingming an apple with a particularly uneven appearance, uneven and uneven appearance, and even a little unpeeled apple in some places, Fang Qingming took it without blinking his eyes.

"You've only had that much blood in the morning, eat an apple. Song Xiangran smiled "hehe".

Fang Qingming put down the lunch box, took out a free hand to touch Song Xiangran's head, and said with a smile: "It's still your sweetness, I'll eat it after eating." ”

Fang Qingran watched in surprise as Fang Qingming took the extremely ugly apple, and smiled.

But Fang Qingran thought to himself, Fang Qingming would definitely throw away the apple when Song Xiangran turned around, or pretend to accidentally drop the apple to the ground, in short, he wouldn't eat it.

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