Jiao Yang, Jiao Yang, what do you want me to do?!

She already has Leng Zimo, and she can't provoke Jiao Yang anymore.

"I'm sorry."

Whispering in her heart, she gritted her teeth and secretly decided that she must try to stay away from Jiao Yang in the future.

Because she knew very well that if she got close to him, it would only be a disservice to him.

In this way, in the next few days, Luo Xiaoqian did not go to the hospital, and just called Shen Yizhou every day to ask about the progress of Jiao Yang's condition.

Three days later, when she called again, Shen Yizhou told her that Jiao Yang had been discharged from the hospital.

"He was so badly injured, why did he stay for only three days and then be discharged from the hospital?"

"Because of the coat, although his burns are large, they are actually not very serious, as long as he insists on changing the medicine once a day in the future, he can heal in a week, and there is no need to be hospitalized." Shen Yizhou said.

"Well, well, xiexie, a boat."

Luo Xiaoqian hung up the phone and put the phone on the table, the bedroom door had been pushed open, and Leng Zimo walked in with a tray, on which was a crockpot with soup and a small bowl.

"Come, come and get some soup." Putting the soup on the table, Leng Zimo smiled and helped her fill a small bowl of soup and sent it to her, "Aunt Su has been boiling local chicken soup for several hours, it is very nourishing." ”

Luo Xiaoqian took the soup, and he sat beside her, "Jiao Yang just called me and invited me to his house for dinner." ”

"You promised?" Luo Xiaoqian immediately raised her face nervously.

"No, I said I'd see if you had time." Leng Zimo raised his hand to cut the strands of messy hair from her ear, "Do you want to go?" ”

"I ......" Luo Xiaoqian held the soup, "I don't know, Zimo, Jiao Yang ......"

"I know, he likes you." Leng Zimo said.

Luo Xiaoqian was shocked, he even knew?

Before she could speak again, her mobile phone rang, Leng Zimo took the phone, glanced at the screen and sent it to her, on the screen, the word Jiao Yang was particularly obvious.

Putting down the soup bowl in her hand, Luo Xiaoqian hesitated, but finally connected the phone.

"Jiao Yang?"

"On the weekend, Tong Tong wants to make me a hot pot to eat, you and Zimo can also eat together......"

"I probably didn't ...... the weekend"

Jiao Yang interrupted her, "Don't forget to bring a gift, I'm on my birthday, okay, at eight o'clock in the evening, my house, see you or leave." ”

Without giving her a chance to refuse, Jiao Yang had already hung up the phone.

Luo Xiaoqian hung down her phone and sighed, "Zimo, what should I do?"

Taking the phone from her hand, Leng Zimo re-delivered the soup bowl to her, "Give him a little time, you should know, it's hard." ”

Luo Xiaoqian took the soup bowl, thought about it, and had no other way, so she could only nod lightly, "On the weekend, do you have time?" ”

"Don't worry, I'll go with you!" Leng Zimo touched her little head comfortingly, "Don't think about it, drink soup." ”

……

……

In the blink of an eye, it's the weekend.

Although she really wanted to buy a gift for Jiao Yang, she didn't buy it after thinking about it again, but ordered a cake, Leng Zimo brought two bottles of wine, and the two of them drove to the waterfront Champs where Jiao Yang lived.

Leng Zimo carried something, and she walked up the steps and rang the doorbell.

"Here we go!"

There was footsteps inside the door, and in a moment, the door had been opened from the inside, and Tong Tong helped the two open the door with a smile.