Wen Xu didn't know why she said that, and when facing Shen Yang, she would show unexpected relaxation and honesty. At least in front of Shen Yang, she felt comfortable.

"You haven't told me yet, why haven't you slept yet?" Shen Yang asked with a blank look, his tone as if he was reprimanding a disobedient student.

Wen Xu sat lazily on the soft beige fabric sofa, "I woke up suddenly, I felt very hungry after watching the video you forwarded, and there was no extra food in the refrigerator." ”

At this time, Wen Xu told a little lie, and her refrigerator also stored some newly bought quick-frozen dumplings and unfinished instant noodles.

Shen Yang remembered the cake video he had just forwarded, and understood what Wen Xu meant, "Do you want to eat pasta?"

"Okay. "Wen Xu is not picky.

After seeing Shen Yang walk into the kitchen, Wen Xu looked at the living room of Shen Yang's house. His living room is decorated in a realistic black-and-white style, with books on calculus neatly lined up on the coffee table in front of the sofa. Wen Xu lost interest after seeing it, and after going to college, her high math grades have been hovering on the passing line and cannot move forward.

A few minutes later, Shen Yang walked out with freshly cooked pasta and put the plate on the table.

Like a puppy, Wen Xu walked over looking for the smell of pasta.

Shen Yang picked up a pack of cigarette cases from the dining table, and when Wen Xu saw it, he snatched the cigarette case and threw it back on the dining table, "Don't smoke tonight, at least not in front of me." ”

After Wen Xu said these words, he felt that he was a little unreasonable. Despite this, she didn't want Shen Yang to ruin her great career of quitting smoking. She couldn't stand Shen Yang smoking in front of her, she couldn't help but snatch the cigarette from his hand and take a few puffs.

It's so embarrassing......

"If you don't smoke, you have nothing to do," Shen Yang was not angry, but just stated lightly. He's so bored and always looking for something to do.

"Then you can help me warm up another glass of milk. Wen Xu said a little shamelessly, she knew that as long as she proposed it, Shen Yang would definitely agree to do it.

Wen Xu looked at the back of Shen Yang walking into the kitchen and felt that he had won.

After eating and drinking, Shen Yang picked up the greasy dishes and chopsticks, walked into the kitchen, put them in the sink, and turned on the faucet. The warm water jet hits the dishes and chopsticks, effectively cleaning up the grease stains.

Wen Xu followed into the kitchen and looked at the back of Shen Yang seriously washing dishes. Wen Xu likes to see Shen Yang doing things seriously, and the tall and strong male aura always makes her feel at ease.

"It's time for you to go back. Shen Yang obviously noticed that she was looking at her, and mercilessly issued an eviction order.

"I don't want to go back. Wen Xu shook her head and directly rejected Shen Yang's idea, she even felt that it was reasonable for her to appear here at this time.

"Don't you like children?" Shen Yang drained the washed dishes and chopsticks and put them back in the cupboard.

"No, sometimes it's annoying to look at her. Wen Xu replied that she was used to living alone, and she felt a little uncomfortable for a while when a person suddenly added to the house. What frustrated her, she doesn't cry like other children, and sometimes she feels more and more transparent.

She didn't know which link caused it, but she knew that it had a lot to do with Luo Luo.

"Humans are social animals, and communication is an instinctive human demand. Shen Yang turned around and said seriously, "In fact, boarding school life can cultivate her collective consciousness, which can make her character no longer withdrawn." ”

"I know. Wen Xu clearly knows that Luo Qianqian is different from other children, her personality is too strange, she doesn't like to talk, she doesn't like to communicate with people, she likes to hide herself in a small world that she creates, others can't get in, and she doesn't want to take the initiative to come out. She was eager to know what Luo Xiqian had in mind, but no matter how she asked, she was always used to dealing with it in silence.

If it was possible, Wen Xu also wanted to have more time to give her plenty of company, but the unforgiving reality told her that it was simply impossible.

"You come with me. Shen Yang walked to the bedroom, took out two futons from the bedroom, and threw them on the bed in the guest room.

Wen Xu knew that Shen Yang had decided to take her in for a night.

"Sleep. After Shen Yang tidied up the futon, he said slightly stiffly.

"I can't sleep, I said listen to your story. Wen Xu not only didn't feel sleepy, but also made a request to Shen Yang. Tomorrow is the weekend, they will all have a holiday, and tonight they will all have plenty of time to toss.

"I'm not going to talk about it. Shen Yang shook his head and refused directly.

"Just read it" Wen Xu took out a copy of "Grimm's Fairy Tales" from the bedside table and handed it to Shen Yang.

Shen Yang took it, and his little nephew would sometimes come over to sleep here, and when she couldn't sleep, he would open the book and read it word by word.

Wen Xu had to admit that as a math teacher, he was not suited to tell stories. He read out the words in the book, as if he were reading some mathematical formula without emotion and temperature.

His voice was so low that Wen Xu felt calm, and she fell asleep naturally.

Wen Xu opened his eyes again, it was already nine o'clock in the morning. She was awakened by the bright sunlight, and she covered her eyes with the back of her hand.

"Yang Yang. Wen Xu shouted loudly, she felt a little strange after not getting any response for a long time, she took out her mobile phone, opened WeChat, Shen Yang told her that he took her key to see Luo Xiqian last night, and after finding that she had a fever, he took her to the central hospital.

After reading his news, Wen Xu's cheeks were a little hot. She felt that she had not fulfilled her responsibility to take care of Luo Qianqian, she was sorry for Shen Yang, sorry for Wen Che, and even more sorry for Luo Qianqian.

After that, Wen Xu received another message from Wen Che, who told her that he had booked a plane ticket to fly back yesterday and would probably arrive in the afternoon.

Wen Xu thought about it for a while, and sent him a text message to tell him that Luo Qianqian was sick and had a fever, so that after he saw the news, he rushed to the central hospital as soon as possible.

After freshening up, Wen Xu bought some breakfast and drove to the central hospital.

Wen Xu saw Luo Qianqian lying on the bed in the children's ward of the Central Hospital. I don't know if it's her delusion, Wen Xu felt that Luo Qianqian was even thinner, and her face was turmeric.

After approaching, Wen Xu saw that Luo Xiqian's right hand was full of large and small needles, and she was hanging water, and unknown liquid was regularly injected into her body.

"You're here. Shen Yang saw Wen Xu and said hello to her. Maybe it was because of the bad rest, Shen Yang's voice was very hoarse, like some fine grit, "The nurse said that her blood vessels were too thin, and she pricked them many times before they were pierced. ”

Wen Xu's heart throbbed violently, if it weren't for her negligence, Luo Qianqian wouldn't have suffered these unwarranted disasters at all. Shen Yang had already done too much for her these days, and at this moment, she felt a little uneasy about her conscience.

"Let's have some breakfast. Wen Xu handed the xiaolongbao he had just bought to Shen Yang's hand.

"Auntie......" Luo Qianqian's voice was weak, her eyes were wide open, but she had lost her former look.

Wen Xu gently touched Luo Qianqian's forehead with the back of her hand that was about to stiffen, she frowned, the intravenous drip failed to bring her body temperature down smoothly, and she was still feverish.

"I'll tell my aunt if I'm not feeling well in the future, you know?" Wen Xu seemed to be extremely patient and spoke softly.

"Good. Luo Qianqian nodded obediently.

Wen Xu received a satisfactory answer, took out a bowl of porridge from the plastic bag, and opened the lid. Luo Qianqian obviously smelled the faint aroma of porridge and licked her lips with her tongue.

After breakfast, Luo Xiqian fell into a long stupor, Shen Yang had already left, Wen Xu sat on the stool in every possible way, recalling the scene of her illness when she was a child.

When she was sick when she was a child, her mother would always guard her in the hospital, and ordinary headaches and brain fever seemed like a big deal in her heart. If it weren't for the menopause relationship, her personality became restless, and Wen Xu might have given her enough patience.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Wen Che hurriedly pushed open the door of the ward. Luo Xiqian was fully conscious, and she stared at the man she had never met with wide eyes.

Wen Xu observed Wen Che's face and felt that he was not doing very well these days. He had lost a lot of weight, and the stubble on his face had not been cleaned up for a long time, and he looked sloppy and messy.

Wincher held the toy in both hands, and walked to Wen Xu's side in two or three steps. After he put all the toys in the cabinet, he expressed his chagrin and dissatisfaction to Wen Xu, "Ah Xu, didn't I ask you to take good care of her? Why does she have a fever?"

Wen Che looked at Luo Qianqian's unhealthy complexion and sprinkled all his anger on Wen Xu's body. He has never been an unreasonable person, but Luo Xiqian's situation did not calm his emotions. Although he knew in his heart that it was normal for children to have poor resistance and headaches and brain fevers.

Wen Xu retorted mercilessly, his voice naturally raised an octave, "Your father has not fulfilled his responsibility to raise her, why do you say that I can't take care of her?"

Wen Xu's words obviously poked at Wen Che's weakness, there was no way to watch his own daughter grow up, which might make him fall into endless regret for the rest of his life, he opened his mouth, but sadly found that he couldn't say a word.

"Are you my father?" Luo Qianqian tilted her head slightly and asked curiously.

"I am. Wen Che heard the word dad, and his body shook involuntarily. He suddenly realized the weight of the word, which weighed heavily on his heart, and made him unbearable. He wanted to hug her, but he realized that he had never held a child of this kind. He didn't know how to hold her, and he didn't know how hard he needed to keep it from hurting her.

Wincher half-crouched down, trying to raise his hand and stroke her fine hair. The moment she touched her, Luo Xiqian threw her body into his warm arms with all her strength, and cried uncontrollably, and salty tears quickly wet his clothes.

Wen Xu realized that Luo Qianqian is not a doll who doesn't like to talk, she is flesh and blood. She has emotions, and when she feels wronged and uncomfortable, she will also cry.

Winche hurriedly hugged her, jerky and determined, and he patted her back rhythmically with his hand. One, two, three......