Due to Jue Ling's unilateral problems, the original plan could not be continued. www.biquge.info Before seven o'clock, the five of them dispersed and went back to their respective homes.

Of course, Jue Ling also signed the treaty.

When I got home, it was already half past seven in the evening, and it was completely dark.

The full moon hangs high in the sky, and the cold air hits in gusts.

This is the southern weather, and it gets dark early in spring, autumn and winter.

Jue Ling stood at the entrance with the key and struggled, hesitating whether to visit the door.

If he didn't visit, he was afraid that Xia Yuexiang would ask for leave again tomorrow to avoid him.

What about visiting, where is the face? People don't want to see you, but you still have to fight to meet you, not only will you not get a good result, but it may worsen.

Just when Jue Ling was hesitating, he suddenly smelled a rich fragrance of food, which was a kind of culinary realm that he couldn't reach, it was definitely done by a master, maybe it could be comparable to his mother, which made him lose his mind for a while.

In a daze, Jue Ling followed the fragrance and looked for the source of "mother". When he came back to his senses, the consequences were irreparable, and he ...... knocked on the door of Xia Yuexiang's house.

The aroma ...... It turned out to be from Xia Yuexiang's house.

Jue Ling immediately wanted to turn around and run away, but before he could start running, the door opened.

The door was opened by a burly, malevolent-looking middle-aged man, more than 1.8 meters tall, with the best physique among the soldiers, and powerful vigorous muscles, all of which were terrifying.

Needless to say, it is Xia Yuexiang's father, Xia Zhenghe, without doubt.

Jue Ling was glad in her heart: fortunately, Yuexiang did not inherit her father's genes.

At this time, Xia Zhenghe was staring at Jue Ling with his fierce eyes, with an expression of indifference that was neither happy nor sad.

If the previous Jue Ling were to deal with this situation, he would definitely be so frightened that he would lower his head and not dare to speak.

But the current Jue Ling would not make that kind of cowardly behavior, and looked at Xia Zhenghe without fear, although he was almost a head shorter, a little embarrassed. But in order to come to the door often in the future, he had to face the person in front of him.

Just when the atmosphere was extremely depressed, a gentle female voice came from inside the house: "Zhenghe, who is coming?" Hurry up and let people in. ”

Moonincense's ...... Mom? Listening to the voice seems to be a very good person. Jue Ling thought so.

"You're finally here, I thought you wouldn't be here today." Hearing his wife's call, Xia Zhenghe finally spoke, but the content of his speech made Jue Ling feel a little confused.

Jue Ling was slightly stunned: Is this what it means that I am welcome to come often? But...... In Yuexiang's tone that night, I could feel that the person in front of me did not welcome me to visit the door. What the hell is going on? Could it be that I misheard?

"Come in," Xia Zhenghe said, giving up his position.

"Excuse me" Jue Ling put aside other thoughts for the time being, and cautiously walked into the villa.

It is really worthy of a villa, and the lights in the hall are shining, showing a luxurious atmosphere.

Compared to this place, my own home is really shabby enough.

I think so, but Jue Ling has no intention of envy and worship, after a life and death, he has a very light view of money and wealth, and living happily is the most important thing.

"Ah, it's Xiao Ling" He Yongmeng, who walked out of the kitchen, was a little surprised when she saw that the person who came to visit was Jue Ling, and then greeted warmly: "Sit down, sit down, Xiao Ling hasn't been here to play for a long time, and Auntie is a little nostalgic!" ”

Jue Ling: I live next door, so I don't need to be nostalgic!

"I remember the last time you came to play, it was when you were in the fifth grade of elementary school."

Jue Ling: Fifth grade of primary school, hehe, that's really worth nostalgia. What were Jue Ling doing before, it's nothing to occasionally hang out between neighbors, but I can not visit the door for six years, it's really convincing. Hawkers, although it's a little understandable, it is estimated that no child has seen this uncle's face in his childhood without leaving a psychological shadow.

"Dinner is almost ready, let's eat together!"

"Thank you, Auntie! But...... It's better not to use it, after all, I came to visit suddenly, so I shouldn't have prepared my share", Jue Ling still wanted to taste Xia Yuexiang's mother's craftsmanship in her heart, but she was very unhappy to trouble others to cook a little more food.

When Jue Ling felt sorry, He Yongmeng said, "No, Xiao Ling has prepared it." ”

"Auntie, don't lie to me, I didn't inform me in advance that I would come to visit, how could I prepare my share."

"I really have your share in place! Because Zhenghe kept saying that you might come in the evening, I prepared a meal for four people. He Yongmeng explained with a smile.

Jue Ling was stunned for a moment: Eh, this is really a god, you can actually predict in advance that I will come tonight.

"Why?" Jue Ling looked at Xia Zhenghe in confusion and asked.

Xia Zhenghe didn't give an answer, but said: "You came here to find Xiaoxiang, she is upstairs, you can go and see." ”

"Yuexiang, how is she ...... Could it be ......" Speaking of this, Jue Ling suddenly discovered a problem, obviously it was about to eat dinner, but Xia Yuexiang hadn't gone downstairs yet. There are only two ways to explain this situation, first, Xia Yuexiang is a bad style of life. Second, Xia Yuexiang's current situation is not suitable for going downstairs.

The former doesn't have to think about it, it can be eliminated directly, Xia Yuexiang is not that kind of person.

The latter is the most likely, thinking of the reason why Xia Yuexiang took leave, Jue Ling came to a conclusion: Xia Yuexiang is really sick.

Thinking of this, Jue Ling immediately rushed upstairs, found the room with Xia Yuexiang's door number, and pushed the door in (there was no fragrant picture).

Sure enough, Xia Yuexiang was lying on the bed weakly.

Jue Ling turned on the light, and the medicine on the bedside table was very eye-catching. Xia Yuexiang fell asleep with a reddish face, and a wet cloth was placed on her forehead.

Jue Ling couldn't help but feel a little heartache, and complained to herself in a low voice: "Damn, I actually thought that Yuexiang was the kind of person who casually asked for leave because of personal feelings, but I didn't believe that she was really sick." ”

Not long after, Xia Zhenghe also came and said, "Xiaoxiang caught a cold last night, and because she refused to go to the hospital, the fever has not gone away until now."

However, don't worry, I have asked a doctor to diagnose it, and Xiaoxiang will be fine tonight. ”

"Am I all responsible?" Jue Ling's eyes widened, looking at his trembling hands.

"Sure enough, it's you" Xia Zhenghe's already unkind face became even worse, and he walked up to Jue Ling and warned: "A few days ago, Xiaoxiang's mood has been very low, and you are the only person who can make her like her." I don't know what you've done to Xiaoxiang, but if you can't be responsible and hurt my precious daughter, I won't let you go, even if your father comes. ”

Hearing this, Jue Ling's mind was a little messy, and the amount of information he received at once was too much to sort out.

Did you start to get down a few days ago? I shouldn't have been here by then!? What does it mean that only I can make Tsukika feel down? What exactly did I do? Can't afford to be responsible?

And also...... My father?