Qin Jian looked at Zheng Mango's responses, these words written down from the distance of space.

Every word is Zheng Mango's true feelings, and Qin Jian can feel Zheng Mango's concern and anxiety for him.

Qin Jian opened Han Lemon's dialogue bar and looked at the word by word sent by Han Lemon.

Qin Jian could see such a clear picture in front of him, Zheng Mango was at home, looking at the phone screen very anxiously, wanting to do something, but she couldn't do it at all, because no matter how anxious she was, she couldn't come to Qin Jian's side immediately.

As for Han Lemon, he was probably already in the vast night, driving over, and he would be able to appear by his side soon and take care of him with medicine.

Sometimes Qin Jian felt very strange why the relationship between him and Han Lemon suddenly became closer to each other, from a relatively rusty dance instructor and dance apprentice to a friend who could eat and watch movies together.

On the side that took the initiative in this kind of change, Qin Jian was sure that it was not himself, he just didn't think about refusing, because he was older, he was going out on a blind date anyway, and some girls were willing to express their kindness and were still very willing to accept it.

Because Qin Jian himself didn't know which one the right girl would be who put on a white wedding dress with him and walked into the marriage hall in the end.

Qin Jian suddenly understood a little why his parents asked him not to look for girls from other places.

It's not that the poor love the rich, nor that the locals look down on outsiders, but that his parents hope that Qin Jian can have a girl who can be by his side and can take care of his life at any time.

There is an overlap in the life circle of two people, and when one person is sick, the other person can immediately come over to take care of him.

There is no need to rush and wait to buy a ticket.

Even if it's late at night, you can make an appointment together and have a late-night snack on the nearby street.

Even if it's raining and you forget to bring an umbrella, you can let the other party get you, and soon I will bring you an umbrella.

Even if it's snowing, you can take photos, share the joy of snowing with each other, and make an appointment to go to a snowball fight and build a snowman together, instead of just liking and leaving messages on the photos in your circle of friends.

After all, this lacks the temperature of real contact.

Every word, every breath, every heartbeat, is the taste of happiness.

Qin Jian felt a little in a trance, maybe he really had a fever, and some made his head dizzy.

Qin Jian thought back to all the stories that he and Zheng Mango realized that were happening now, beautiful and romantic like a fairy tale, but now she was not by his side after all, this is the reality.

No matter how good, sweet, and cute Zheng Mango is, anyway, Qin Jian, who is sick with a fever now, is waiting for the girl who is not Zheng Mango, but her sister Han Lemon.

Sometimes there is such a thing as fate, which is really unreasonable, just like Qin Jian himself doesn't know when he will get sick, it is all sudden and unexpected.

Qin Jian and Zheng Mango chatted a few more words, and the little mango urged Qin Jian to go out to see a doctor, Qin Jian promised to be good on the surface, and after stopping chatting, he put down his mobile phone and went to sleep.

An English song sung by an unknown female singer rang, this is Qin Jian's mobile phone prompt ringtone, because although Qin Jian has studied English, he is not his native language after all, and he will not feel irritable when he listens to too much.

"I'm at your door, open the door. ”

Han Lemon's voice was a little more gentle, probably knowing that he was facing a sick person.

Qin Jian picked up his mobile phone and clicked on an access control system, then turned on the video surveillance, and saw Han Lemon standing alone at the gate from the camera.

A pink BMW mini stopped in front of Qin Jian's door.

Qin Jian opened the door remotely and spoke into the microphone.

"Lemon, I can park six cars in the front yard, you can drive your car in, so as not to be unsafe outside." ”

The six-open bronze carved eight-horse gate slowly opened without any sound, revealing the ancient style vestibule of the Qin Jian family.

The hollow blue brick paving and the green lawn are covered with a very natural and comfortable feeling at a glance.

In the middle is a path paved with black stone slabs, which evenly divides the entire vestibule into two parts, giving it a sense of symmetry.

Han Lemon sat back in the car, drove his beloved car in, and stopped on the left.

The brass door slowly closed, and Qin Jian beckoned Han Lemon from inside the loudspeaker.

"It's okay to go forward, the door of my house is not related, and then you can go into the elevator to the 3rd floor. ”

Han Lemon carried a blue canvas bag containing fever-reducing medicine, and a glass thermos cup with warm honey lemonade inside.

Han Lemon walked in lightly, and the door of the small building was unlocked with a click, and it was gently pushed open by Han Lemon.

The elevator was a few steps away from the side of the gate, and a gentle pale yellow sensor light lit up, and Han Lemon entered the elevator and pressed the 3rd floor.

Han Lemon looked at the buttons of the elevator, and analyzed in his heart that Qin Jian often used the 3rd and 1st floors, and the buttons on the 2nd floor were a little dusty, and they didn't seem to be used much.

Living alone in such a big house, Qin Jian should also be lonely.

"Woohoo, woo, meow. ”

Even if Han Lemon was still in the elevator, she could hear such a loud singing, and she knew that it was a husky who was nervous as soon as she heard it, and it was very close.

Han Lemon felt that Qin Jian actually raised a husky, so life should not be so lonely, it should be full of happiness and surprises.

The good name of Shenha has never been cultivated by the master, but when the Erha Heavenly God landed on the ground, he already had it.

The elevator reached the 3rd floor, slowly opened, and Han Lemon walked in, and at first glance saw this spacious and comfortable large room, which should be the living room. There is a long, long oval table, which looks very expensive at first glance.

On the floor is a wooden floor with the same dark tones as the oval wooden table. Han Lemon can see that the price of these wooden floors is very high, because when Han Lemon renovated her small house, she carefully understood the situation of wooden floors, and she was reluctant to use such an expensive brand.

Although he only took a general look, Han Lemon had a clear understanding, that is, it was only the 3rd floor where Qin Jian lived, which was almost twice the area of the house that Han Lemon bought.

Qin Jian's house is three stories high, and there is such a spacious vestibule, it looks like there should be a backyard, it is really so envious that people can't even speak.

Controlling his expression, Han Lemon smiled, soothed the nerves in his face, and then walked to Qin Jian's bedroom and knocked on the door.

In this battle, she will win.

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