In the car on the way back, Zhao Jianling kept silently looking out the window.

Xiao Yuan knew what she was thinking, so he whispered, "Actually, Brother Su Ping has come to see you a long time ago!"

Sword Spirit was stunned for a moment, and turned his head to look at her.

Xiao Yuan continued: "The day I went to see you, he was outside the hospital, and he was going crazy waiting for your news!"

The sword spirit was stunned for a moment and silently lowered his head.

I really can't figure out what Su Ping means, now that he is discharged from the hospital, he can't come......

****

"Did you finish the cross-stitch I gave you?"

Because the school has reopened, Tian Panpan, who is the head teacher, did not go to pick up the sword spirit. But when she came back and saw the sword spirit, she didn't just cry, she just stuck to her like a puppy skin plaster and asked questions.

The sword spirit hurriedly put down the ribs and wiped his hands, and took out the embroidered cloth embroidered with apple trees from his bag.

"The embroidery is finished, the embroidery is finished!" said and showed it to everyone.

"I said little ancestor, can't you be quiet for a while?" is willing to knock Panpan's head with chopsticks, and he can't stop eating dinner.

Panpan stuck out her tongue in embarrassment.

The sword spirit didn't care, put down the embroidered cloth and stretched out his hand to hand the bowl to Xiao Yuan:

"Add rice!"

Zhong Yuan frowned: "You still eat?"

The sword spirit smiled: "Hehe, let's lose weight in the future!"

Xiao Yuan glanced at Zhong Yuan: "You just let her eat, look at what she has lost now? One meter six or eight is only ninety-two pounds, this is going crazy! Don't eat fat, tomorrow she will go home to see her mother, her mother will not be scared to death?"

Sword Spirit didn't care: "Hehe, I think this weight is quite haode now......"

Everyone sprayed her in unison: "You just talk nonsense!"

However, a day's overeating did not make Zhao Jianling fat, but pulled his stomach for a night......

The next day, Zhao Jianling returned to his home in Qinhuangdao, and Xiaoyuan also had to go to work.

From the outbreak of SARS to the present, it has taken three months, which seems like a moment in retrospect, but the experience is like a year.

In the days when Xiang Xiaoyuan and Zhao Jianling went to the front line of the West Railway Station, the life of the single dormitory underwent some changes.

For example, he now has to set aside a portion for dinner every day for Mr. Tang, who is now staying here every weekend, and he also buys an expensive mountain track bike and organizes hikes for young men and women who have nothing to do on weekends like him.

When Xiang Xiaoyuan first learned about this, his jaw almost dropped.

This friend and foe have changed too quickly, and half a year ago they were still tense and incompatible. Now, you can come to eat!

"Why did he come to us for dinner?"

Xiao Yuan frowned, although he was a neighbor with Mr. Tang, he didn't know him that well, right?

Willing to pout: "It's not Panpan who provoked it!"

Panpan was not convinced, but he did not dare to defend himself.

That day, she saw Mr. Tang buy a lot of fast food, so she kindly asked, and politely said that it was not good to eat these all the time, and invited him to come to eat freely. I didn't expect him to come!

As a result, as long as he is there, Zhong Yuan and the others will leave him a copy and send it over.

"Okay, okay, you said that he is a big man who cooks by himself every day, how many of them are so diligent?" Zhong Yuan hurriedly played a round: "Aren't we just going by the way." ”

Willing or unconvinced: "He is so rich, should he ask a nanny to hire a nanny, should he go to a hotel to go to a restaurant, do you use our kindness?"

Zhong Yuan gave him a blank look: "You really don't have a backache when you stand and talk! Don't you look at what time it is, do you have the money to invite you?"

is willing to stop talking, in fact, Mr. Tang came to dinner just to blackmail him, and he was very happy, and the benefits were in his pocket and he didn't make money in vain.

"Is Mr. Tang always here?" Xiao Yuan was puzzled: "Is he idle?"

Zhong Yuan and the others don't know very well, I'm afraid it's because of SARS, everyone is very idle......

****

The dormitory at night is still the same as before, willing to read, Tian Panpan is writing lesson plans, and Zhong Yuan is drawing those optical fiber wiring diagrams that no one can understand.

Xiao Yuan looked around, the graduation thesis was almost written, and he didn't want to review his English now, so he asked for a large hardcover book from Leyi, and took out a box from under the bed, which was full of expired tickets sent to her by Xue Cheng, and lay on the table to cut and paste.

Xiang Xiaoyuan looked at the watch on his wrist, because the style of this watch was too ordinary, so it didn't attract everyone's attention.

Just Panpan's sharp eyes asked: "Bought a watch?"

Xiao Yuan smiled: "It's inconvenient to take the exam without a table." ”

Even if it's perfunctory.

This watch is a birthday gift from Mr. Cheng, and seeing that Xue Cheng's birthday is approaching, he should also express it.

But I am afraid that the rich man will not like the things he bought, so I will make something for him with my own hands!

Xiao Yuan looked at the messy scraps of paper on the table, and still played a little drum in his heart, would he like the things he made himself?

……

When he returned to the villa on the weekend, Cheng Hao didn't come back.

Xiang Xiaoyuan waited for a long time, and the meal was hot and hot, so Zuihou had to give up.

Every time he called, Cheng Hao's mobile phone was busy, and he didn't know what he was doing.

Xiao Yuan sighed, silently cleaned up the table, or didn't wait.

The SARS epidemic is coming to an end, and it is not only his own life that is on the right track, but Mr. Cheng's life can naturally be as wonderful as in the past.

Thinking of this, she could only smile bitterly, people always heal their scars and forget the pain.

What is Mr. Cheng's life like? This is a question that she is very curious about, but she does not dare to be curious about.

She believes that the beauty she broke last time is just the tip of the iceberg of Mr. Cheng's happy life, and she is the Titanic ship, just a light bump is enough to bring a devastating blow.

He has his way of life, he has his own way of life, and after half a year he will leave and never cross paths again.

Thinking like this, my heart was slightly sour, but it was unusually calm.

Xiang Xiaoyuan wiped the table, still thinking nonsense in his heart, but Cheng Hao had already entered the door, and while taking off his suit jacket, he said loudly to Xiaoyuan that he hadn't eaten yet.

Xiao Yuan hurriedly put dinner on the table again and fried the vegetables again.

Today's Mr. Cheng doesn't seem to be the same as usual, and his whole expression is a little flustered.

After a few bites of food, Cheng Hao's mobile phone rang again, he put down his chopsticks and said something loudly in English to the mobile phone, then hung up the phone and ate a few bites, and the mobile phone rang again.

Such a meal was eaten into a protracted war.

It's not a small garden to walk on the side, and it's not to stay. But she knew that something must have happened, otherwise she wouldn't have made Mr. Cheng, who had always been calm, anxious.

She cursed her English hearing again, and although she could hear words like "police" and "Colorado", she couldn't spell a complete sentence.

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Hao remembered Xiang Xiaoyuan, who had been standing beside him, so he waved his hand to her:

"Let's go to sleep first! ”

"Is something wrong?" Xiao Yuan felt faintly uneasy.

Cheng Hao smiled at her: "It's okay, go to sleep!"

Xiao Yuan felt that he was smiling at herself very reluctantly, but she did not continue to get to the bottom of it, but obediently went back to the room.