For Wu Renai, who made a fool of himself, Sang Apple and Qiao Ziqian did not rush forward, but just followed him.

Because the sun came home in style, the female ghost could also leave Qiao Ziqian a little farther, and she had been floating behind Wu Renai, silently following.

On the way home, Wu Renai just stopped on the way to lean on a tree and smoke a cigarette, and then lazily walked all the way to the dilapidated construction site that had been suspended, towards his dilapidated hut.

"Poof—"

The mulberry apple who was following him accidentally stepped on a dilapidated orange, and the rotten juice rushed everywhere, but fortunately, Qiao Ziqian vigilantly avoided and finally survived.

Sang Apple looked at his little white shoes that had been polluted and uncute, and the more she looked at it, the more sad she became, and the more she looked at it, the more sad she became.

At this time, Wu Renai, who couldn't bear it, turned around and looked at the two people behind him angrily, as if he was about to burst into flames.

Qiao Ziqian, Sang Apple and the female ghost he couldn't see were all stunned, and then quietly waited for him to get angry.

After a moment of silence in the air, Wu Renai spoke.

"Thank you. ”

Two simple words, no anger, but also no extreme gratitude, as if what came out of his mouth was just the official words of the written lines.

After finishing speaking, Wu Renai turned around and continued to walk.

Sang Apple was ready to be scolded, and it was strange to see that he was not scolding.

"So he's not angry, huh, how does he seem to be a good talker!"

Sang Apple thought so boldly and innocently, and then said to Qiao Ziqian, who was standing one meter away.

Sang Apple didn't pay attention to the poor little white shoes on her feet anymore, she rushed forward a few steps, and said to Wu Renai: "Hey, Wu Renai, we listened to you play the erhu for an hour today, I think you play really nicely, you are really talented." ”

When Wu Renai heard this, he stopped, but he didn't turn around, he didn't speak, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Seeing that it worked, Sang Apple hurriedly continued: "Really, the dew you pulled is the best I've ever heard—"

Before he finished speaking, Wu Renai turned around, and Sang Apple thought it would work soon, and was waiting for Wu Renai to speak.

Wu Renai looked at Sang Apple coldly, his eyes seemed to be about to kill, he gritted his teeth, and suddenly said angrily: "Bullshit." Bullshit, get out of here!"

After finishing speaking, Wu Renai strode over the stone barrier, came to the door of the house, opened the door and entered, and then closed the door heavily.

Sang Apple stood in place, looking confused.

The female ghost floated behind Sang Apple, sighed, and said, "He hates others mentioning Lushen the most, I have said that it is not Lushen." ”

"I, I didn't know he reacted so much. ”

Sang Apple said that he was very helpless, and he was murdered for some reason, and he had a little expectation before being murdered......

She's innocent too.

The female ghost sighed and shook her head, her empty legs dangling, she was worried, she said, "Now you provoked him, he probably doesn't want to see you." ”

"What?" Sang Apple was stunned again.

Qiao Ziqian glanced at the locked door, turned around and slowly left here.

Sang Apple looked at Wu Renai's home, then at Qiao Ziqian, and asked, "Ancestor, don't you follow?"

Qiao Ziqian didn't reply and said, "You messed up." ”

After speaking, he walked away with long legs.

Sang Apple followed behind with a bitter face, thinking carefully about Qiao Ziqian's words.

The female ghost reluctantly glanced at the door of Wu Renai's house, and followed behind Qiao Ziqian.

I have been thinking about coming to the door of the house, Sang Apple felt that Qiao Ziqian's words were very meaningful, what he meant by this, did he not give money? !

"Click. ”

Qiao Ziqian opened the door and reached out to lift down the two pairs of slippers, these slippers are basically changed a day, and the slippers that are changed are all washed by Qiao Ziqian, who is as clean as him, and does not have too much dislike.

Qiao Ziqian, who put on his shoes, walked to the room, and after waiting for a while to come out, he had already changed into a clean shirt, which was black, Qiao Ziqian completely fastened every button, and the female ghost waiting on the side didn't catch a little meat, so she had to return in a huff.

Qiao Ziqian, who had changed into clean clothes, came to the kitchen, took the clean apron and tied it, washed his hands and began to cook, without saying a word the whole time, he was so indifferent.

Sang Apple, who had no money and couldn't work, now felt that what he was thinking was right.

Qiao Ziqian won't give money, this air-conditioner-like indifference is the first step!

Sang Apple was lying on the bed with a pillow, turning on the TV, listening to the hearty laughter of the variety show host inside, she just wanted to cry.

The money in hand is gone, huh.

The lost Mulberry Apple means that everything has turned gray and the world is not lovely.

It's not interesting to live, it's not worth it!

The breath on the depressed Sang Apple directly infected the ghost lying on the window.

They climbed the window to look at the loveless mulberry apple and discussed.

"You see she didn't paint today!" Ghost A said.

Ghost B opened his mouth and sighed at the window: "I can't see clearly, wait for me to wipe it-"

Ghost C slapped over, and said with great disgust: "You think you're alive?

Ghost B scratched his ears embarrassedly and said, "I forgot again." ”

With this scratch, half of his ear fell off, and he hurried back.

"Hey," Ghost A looked at them and said, "I don't know what Lord Qiao and this little tiger are doing when they go out, they haven't touched the yin qi today, and their bodies can't be maintained properly." ”

"Hurry up and leave, the little tiger has seen it, and Lord Qiao will be angry. Ghost C shouted.

Ghost A: "It's gone." ”

Ghost B: "Slipped. ”

After watching the excitement, the ghost slipped away.

After Qiao Ziqian laid out the meal, he took off his apron and shouted mulberry apples.

"Guoguo, come over and eat. ”

Sang Apple dragged his body over dejectedly, picked up the bowl sadly, but did not put down the chopsticks, looking pitiful about to cry.

Qiao Ziqian glanced at the silent mulberry apple, reached out and put a piece of beef and a leaf of green vegetables into her bowl, and said, "Eat with confidence, I won't give money, this matter is not over yet, what have you been worried about so early." ”

Sang Apple raised his head instantly, looked at Qiao Ziqian with sparkling eyes, pouted, and then asked uncertainly: "Really?"

"Really. Qiao Ziqian's hand holding the chopsticks shook in front of her, and his slender fingers with distinct bones moved, adding, "I won't lie." ”

Sang Apple sometimes felt that Qiao Ziqian seemed to really have that kind of mind-reading technique, otherwise how would he know what he was thinking in his heart!

In fact, Sang Apple is really too confident in herself, almost everything she thinks is on her face, this is capitalized, no money, poor, Qiao Ziqian can't see that there is something wrong with his eyes.

The affirmative mulberry apple happily began to eat, but after seeing the green vegetables in the bowl, he said disgustedly: "I don't like to eat green vegetables, bitter!"

Qiao Ziqian hit the fleshy hand of the mulberry apple with a chopstick, and hit the dish she was about to pick up again, and said lightly: "Don't be picky." ”

Sang Apple was aggrieved.

After eating, Sang Apple didn't go to wash the dishes, Qiao Ziqian shouted twice and found that there was no movement, so he rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen to clean up.

Mulberry Apple, who had a big face, took a shower and silently hid in the room, locked the door, quietly turned on the computer, and then looked at the screen excitedly.

There is a handsome figure on the screen, Sang Apple slid the mouse, looking at the big characters.

"An Qi's new drama press conference!"

An Qiyu on the screen smiled, revealing a soft aura all over his body, which could simply fascinate people.

For chasing stars, Sang Apple thinks she is a sane fan, although she has also done airport pick-ups and brave various press conferences, but that is because she wants to see An Qiyu herself.

But so far, Sang Apple has only seen him a few times, and he can count it on one hand.

And it's all from a distance.

"Anqi's message, ah......"

Sang Apple lay on the bed, looking at the person who was frozen on the screen, and could feel the infinite charm through the screen.

Sang Apple habitually clicked on the chat software, looked at his constantly beating avatar, clicked on and clicked on, all of them were Anqi Angel support group.

It is full of discussions about An Qiyu's recent itinerary or praise him.

Sang Apple almost didn't speak, and watched silently every time.

And for the few contacts, almost no one has contacted Sang Apple, even if it shows that those people are online.

The last time I chatted was with Sang Apple's best friend, it was a year ago, and she still remembers that sentence.

"You're so disappointing. ”

Sang Apple sighed without a trace, and looked away, only to see a bunch of speeches in the group.

"An Qi Yu is so handsome!"

"Ahh It's so beautiful! I dreamed about it last night!"

"I often dream of—"

Dreaming?

Sang Apple looked at the dialog box that was so excited that it almost jumped out of the computer screen, and smiled.

She also seems to have such dreams often.

The person in the dream was dressed in white, like a fairy walking out of the painting, elegant and refined, making her feel unapproachable.

An Qiyu's figure coincided with the fairy-like figure in Sang Apple's mind.

So long, so far away, I don't know if it's real or a dream.

Slowly, Sang Apple fell asleep like this, the computer screen was still on, and the dialog box was flashing and beating.

Suddenly, the screen was white, and after a few flashes, a transparent electronic-like hand emerged from the screen, and the thumb and middle fingers of this hand were circled together, gently flicking on the ear of the mulberry apple.

Sang Apple felt the itching of his ears, reached out and scratched it, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

Seeing that Sang Apple didn't react, the hand boldly stretched out to her face and blocked her nostrils without hesitation.

Sang Apple frowned, opened his mouth and breathed, feeling uncomfortable falling asleep in a daze.

"Hee-hee-hee!"

A shrill laugh rang out softly.

"Click. ”

The door of Sang Apple's room was opened, Qiao Ziqian came in from outside, looked at the light blue translucent hand, and said in a cold voice: "The fledgling is not sensible, I don't blame you." Now, let it go right away. ”

The hand paused and retracted in fear, but it did not leave, but exposed half of its head and glanced at Qiao Ziqian secretly.

The little half of the head was transparent, a pair of eyes were actually golden, and strings of codes were scurrying on its forehead, and it looked at Qiao Ziqian curiously, as if it was not afraid.

Qiao Ziqian walked over, reached out and pressed its head back without hesitation, and then closed the computer directly.

"Ouch-"

After a slight shout, it ceased to appear.

Qiao Ziqian put the computer on the table, looked at Sang Apple's sleeping posture, reluctantly straightened her, and covered the quilt again.

As soon as the mulberry apple lay down, he curled up in a ball, holding his hands and muttering dreams.

"Sister......

Qiao Ziqian didn't hear the other words clearly, only saw the moist corners of Sang Apple's eyes, he reached out and took out the handkerchief he was carrying, and gently wiped away Sang Apple's tears, but saw a piece of the back of her neck that was sunburned, and she had begun to molt.

Qiao Ziqian took out the ointment that had been prepared a long time ago, and he was going to give it to her in the afternoon, but in order to avoid washing the dishes, he hid directly in the toilet, and when he was waiting for him to wash the dishes, he hid in the room again, and locked the door!

He opened the bottle of ointment, took out a little of the cold ointment, hesitated for a moment, and gently applied it to the back of the mulberry apple's neck.

In the face of such a big offspring, Qiao Ziqian actually felt very weird, after all, he couldn't remember if he had relatives or children, he really didn't know how to take care of children, and he was such a big bear child.

I can't fight, I can't scold, but I can't make her feel good about herself, so she can only take her time.

Thinking of Qiao Ziqian, he sighed, it's really difficult to raise a child!

The sleeping mulberry apple had a dream, and dreamed of the white figure, now in the misty forest, walking forward.

Then she saw a familiar little girl, the little girl in a white dress, leading the little girl, walking forward together.

Even if they have their backs to the mulberry apple, the mulberry apple knows who it is.

"Sister, wait for me—"

Sang Apple ran forward, trying to keep up with the two men, but found that he had no way to keep up.

"Sister, you wait for me—"

Sang Apple shouted, but the two of them didn't stop at all.

Suddenly, the mulberry apple smelled a faint fragrance, very familiar, her eyes suddenly darkened, and a pair of hands appeared behind her and pulled her tightly.

Sang Apple looked back and saw Qiao Ziqian, who was holding her, and Sang Apple, who couldn't break free, could only watch the two people in front of her leave.

So, a rage waited to erupt.

And Qiao Ziqian, who was carefully rubbing the ointment on Sang Apple, suddenly saw Sang Apple grabbing it with both hands, as if he had caught something, and kept chattering in his mouth.

It looks like you've fallen into an evil ......

However, Qiao Ziqian now heard what she was saying clearly.

Sang Apple viciously grabbed Qiao Ziqian's neck in the dream, and let out an angry curse from the soul: "Qiao Ziqian, I x your second uncle! You are a decrepit person! Why are you pulling me!"

Qiao Ziqian: "......"

It seems that tomorrow it will be necessary to educate about the problem of swearing.