Song Xuan paused in his footsteps, and saw Sister Lan helping Yang Haitao to walk out, Yang Haitao looked tired and pitiful.

Sister Lan helped Yang Haitao to the door, and said in pieces: "Oh, are you already uncomfortable, what do you say you are holding on?"

Yang Haitao's lips were chapped and white, and he glanced at Song Xuan weakly, and Song Xuan squeezed the strap of the leather bag.

Zhao Mingyi on the side urged her softly: "Song Xuan, the drama is about to start, let's ...... Let's go. ”

Yang Haitao stared at her with longing in her eyes, her eyes flashed, and she turned her back: "Sister Lan, you send him to the hospital quickly, I'll go first." ”

After speaking, she put her hands into the pockets of her down jacket, walked forward along the path with Zhao Mingyi, turned a corner, and disappeared from Yang Haitao's sight.

Sister Lan glanced at him: "What else are you looking at? ”

Yang Haitao looked sneered, lowered his eyes, and smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth: "Then I'll go home first, Sister Lan, you can go home too." ”

Sister Lan was not at ease: "But you really have a high fever, don't you go to the hospital to get some medicine?"

Yang Haitao waved his hand: "It's okay, there is medicine at home, I'm leaving." ”

At this time, where is he still in the mood to go to the hospital?

Sister Lan shook her head: "It's a sin, Lang is affectionate, the concubine has no intention, I don't know how long I want to toss?"

The drama club was pitch black all around, only the lights were on the stage, and for the entire drama for two and a half hours, Song Xuan was in a trance, absent-minded, and couldn't sit still.

When the drama ended, Zhao Mingyi was trying to find a sugar water shop to continue discussing the content of the drama with her, but Song Xuan was no longer interested, and only said that he should go home early when it was cold.

Zhao Mingyi noticed her absent-mindedness and asked what was wrong.

Song Xuan forced a smile and said that it was too cold and a little uncomfortable.

Zhao Mingyi naturally asked for warmth in all kinds of ways, and sent her to the door.

Song Xuan raised his eyes to look at him and asked without a trace: "Teacher Zhao is from Ningcheng, right?"

That's the purpose of her trip.

Zhao Mingyi glanced at her quietly: "Yes, I am from Ningcheng." ”

Song Xuan said again: "Shen Mengfang is also from Ningcheng, Ningcheng is not big, maybe ...... Do you know each other?"

Zhao Mingyi was flustered for a moment, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Song Xuan, I'm sorry, I haven't told you, I'm ...... Meet Shen Mengfang. ”

Song Xuan's expression also made Zhao Mingyi a little uncertain, he continued: "She is my fellow countryman, I also know about her before, I persuaded her, but ...... She didn't listen to me much. ”

Song Xuan didn't say much, just ordered: "Oh, that's it, it's okay, it's not early, Teacher Zhao hurry back to school." ”

After speaking, she turned around and entered the house, Zhao Mingyi's expression was a little weird, Song Xuan was suspicious?

As soon as Song Xuan entered the house, Song Ran wore a red cotton jacket at home, put her hands in her pockets, and shook it in front of her: "In the cold winter, my sister still went out on a date, and Mr. Zhao is extraordinary." ”

Song Xuan glanced at her coldly: "What are you doing, it's up to your sister, right?"

Song Ran pouted: "Is this your business? This is obviously concerned about you, it's so cold, go home after work, drink a bowl of hot soup, get into the quilt, hold a book to see, raise your eyes and see the snow falling outside the window, how beautiful and warm, isn't it?"

Song Xuan nodded her head: "Sharp teeth, I won't tell you." ”

After finishing speaking, he turned around and went upstairs, Song Ran chased after him like a dog skin plaster, and asked as he walked: "Did you go to watch a drama with Zhao Mingyi again? Is the drama so good? Isn't it just a little thing to turn upside down? Did your boss see you walking with Zhao Mingyi?"

If Yang Haitao sees it, I'm afraid he will pull out the cold in his heart.

Song Xuan was suddenly annoyed: "Are you endless? Aren't you afraid of the cold? If you are afraid of the cold, you will quickly get into the bed, and don't criticize my life here, you really think you are someone else's life mentor, right?"

Song Ran looked at her aggrievedly: "Why are you angry at me? I'm also kind, what's the matter? The date is not going well? The date is not going well, and you can't be angry with me." ”