After staying in the hospital for several months, Fang Qingran felt that he was going to lie down, and finally, Fang Qingran ushered in the day of discharge.

Before being discharged from the hospital, Fang Qingran's doctor told him that Fang Qingran must keep his mood happy, not get angry, eat lightly, and pay attention to his work and rest time.

In order to quickly leave this place full of the smell of disinfectant water, Fang Qingran nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

Because his physical condition was much better, Fang Qingran gradually recovered his complexion. It's just that because of a long-term light diet and not much exercise, Fang Qingran is still very thin.

"Boy, you have to exercise more after you are discharged from the hospital. Fang Qingming glanced at Fang Qingran and said.

I don't know when it started, Fang Qingming suddenly began to like to call Fang Qingran "kid".

At the beginning, Fang Qingran still felt strange and unhappy when he heard it, but after Fang Qingming called it a few more times, he suddenly felt that it was quite pleasant.

"Why?" Fang Qingran asked puzzled.

"You're so skinny and dry, the girls who chased you before probably didn't look down on you, right?" Fang Qingming raised his eyebrows, looked Fang Qingran up and down, and said.

Fang Qingran glared at Fang Qingming angrily and said, "I don't care if they look at me or not!"

Song Xiangran on the side couldn't help but laugh out loud.

In the past, Song Xiangran was also very worried about Fang Qingming and Fang Qingran, the two brothers, who were always going back and forth like this, and they quarreled and even fought one day.

But after being in contact with the two of them for a long time, Song Xiangran suddenly understood that this was just a way for the two of them to get along.

"But seriously, Qingran, you're too skinny right now, and you look sick. During this time in the hospital, Song Xiangran took care of Fang Qingran's body, and every time Fang Qingran was particularly vicious and picked on Song Xiangran's problem, Song Xiangran couldn't help it.

Now, Fang Qingran has finally been discharged from the hospital, and Song Xiangran is too lazy to take care of it anymore.

Fang Qingran snorted disdainfully, and said angrily: "Just now in the hospital, in the ward, the doctor told me to keep my mind calm, and now the front foot has just left the hospital gate, and you will come to scold me one by one." ”

Fang Qingming and Song Xiangran glanced at each other, and then laughed together.

"You're still laughing. Fang Qingran glanced at Song Xiangran and Fang Qingming helplessly.

But Fang Qingran thought in his heart, forget it, no wonder these two people can come together, they both love to bully people so much.

"Just kidding, Qingran. Song Xiangran touched Fang Qingran's head with a smile and said, "What we mean is that you have to exercise more and get healthier and healthier." ”

"It doesn't matter if there's a girl who likes you. ”

Who knows, Fang Qingran just said that he didn't care if there were girls who liked him, and he was in a hurry to refute it at this time.

"That's not going to work, I don't want to die alone. Fang Qingran pursed his mouth aggrievedly and said.

Fang Qingming glanced at Fang Qingran and said with a smile: "If your temper doesn't change, why do girls like you?"

"Why are you embarrassed to talk about me?" Fang Qingran looked at Fang Qingming with an incredulous expression and said, "I still take care of the girl, you can't even see the girl, isn't there a girl who is eager for you?"

Fang Qingming raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't care if they are eager for me, I'm not interested." ”

"Who told you to care about this?" Song Xiangran added on the side.

Indeed, unlike Fang Qingming, Fang Qingran seems to be born with a flowery intestine, in school, he received a lot of love letters from girls, and every once in a while, he went out to play with girls.

I don't know who Fang Qingran's temperament looks like.

Fang Qingran shook his head and said, "Life is so long, why don't you put all your energy on one person?"

"When you get along with different people, it's a different landscape. ”

Song Xiangran thought about it, didn't refute, but nodded and said, "You're right, but the outside world is varied, even bizarre. ”

"Some people like to go to different places to explore, there are people who choose to settle down in one place, and of course, there are people who have been to all kinds of worlds and finally come back to basics. ”

"Probably. Fang Qingran nodded.

After returning home, Fang Qingran didn't stay in the bedroom for long, and someone called and said that he wanted to find Fang Qingran.

"Hey, which one?" Fang Qingran asked boredly taking the microphone.

A surprised female voice came from the other side of the phone: "Fang Qingran, you have finally been discharged from the hospital!"

Fang Qingran paused for a moment, not realizing whose voice this female voice was.

"Well, I just got out of the hospital today, what's wrong?" Fang Qingran was also embarrassed to ask who the other party was on the phone.

"Oh, we're going to divide the arts and sciences in our first year of high school, I want to ask, do you choose liberal arts or science?" The female voice on the phone seemed to be vaguely expecting an answer.

Fang Qingran never hesitated to ask this question, because he wanted to read art and learn to paint.

"Ah, I'm going to study art. Fang Qingran plucked his ears.

"I know, but if you study art, do you have to choose liberal arts or science?" the female voice asked.

Before Fang Qingran, he didn't know that there was such a thing at all, he thought that studying art was just learning art, and there was no need to learn anything else.

"What, really? I know that's the case now...... Fang Qingran said with some surprise.

"yes, we're going to split classes soon, what do you want to choose?" the voice on the other end of the phone came.

Fang Qingran suddenly felt a little headache, and when he thought of studying, he felt uninterested.

"I don't know. Fang Qingran gradually began to get a little impatient.

But the girl on the other end of the phone didn't seem to mind, and still didn't give up and asked, "But liberal arts and science, you always have to choose one." ”

"I'm here with your sub-selection form, and I'm going to hand it over this afternoon. ”

Fang Qingran rubbed his eyebrows and replied, "I'll go to school tomorrow, you help me talk to the teacher, and I'll write it myself tomorrow." ”

The female voice on the other end of the phone was stunned for a while, and then replied, "Okay then." ”

"Goodbye. ”

"Goodbye. Zheng Shanshan didn't know why, and hung up the phone in some frustration.

However, at the same time, thinking that she would go back to school tomorrow, Zheng Shanshan felt that she was in a good mood.

Fang Qingran, who hung up the phone, lay on the sofa helplessly, sighed, and said to himself: "I was finally discharged from the hospital, and I will go back to school tomorrow, hey......"

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