The next morning, Xia Linchen felt that the tip of his nose was very itchy, and he couldn't help sneezing, and he also woke up. Reaching out to touch a soft body pressing on him, he bent his lips and pulled the man into his arms.

He tugged at Su Nian's soft cheeks, although he almost hit her because of a mistake in judgment, but fortunately, it was fine.

"Slacker, it's time to get up." Su Nian pulled away his hand and said in a milky voice.

"Okay, fine, but what- will you get off me first?"

Su Nian pouted, rolled over and crawled out of his arms, jumped out of bed and went straight to the closet, pushing open the cabinet door with both hands. For her, a huge plank slid down the slide in the other direction, revealing the neatly hung clothes inside.

Su Nian moved a small stool and put it in front of him, climbed up with his hands and feet, and turned around in it, not caring at all about messing it up.

She tiptoed out a light blue shirt and pulled out a pair of Hawaiian-style floral pants.

She threw these on the bed, and Xia Linchen, who had just come out of the bathroom, did not suspect him, and changed her clothes after coaxing the little girl out of the room.

This is the answer that Wen Luo has always been curious about - the reason why Xia Linchen has a changeable style of clothing and painting is entirely because his clothes were grabbed by Su Nian casually.

Xiao Ya, the nanny who sent Su Nian over, also brought breakfast, Xia Linchen sat at the dining table and had breakfast with Su Nian, and when she heard the crisp sound of the little girl's chopsticks touching the bowl, she couldn't help but think of her mother, and then recalled the conversation with Su Yan last night.

Feelings are never lucky enough for him, he has had a time when the stars hold the moon, and there is a person who can't ask for it, but that is all in the past.

Now he just wants to live every day, specifically - just send the little princess next to him to school and leave school, and find something to do in the flower shop the rest of the time.

The phone rang suddenly, and he picked it up, his brows getting tighter and tighter, and finally hung up coldly.

Although Xia Linchen said casual fate, his father Xia Shibang didn't seem to want him to be so easy.

The person who called was Xia Yunshen, and the content was nothing more than a reminder of the engagement banquet between him and the He family.

Sending Su Nian to the kindergarten, Xia Linchen walked in the direction of the flower shop alone, and the people around him avoided it amicably when they saw him holding a blind cane. However, there are also whispers, and the words pity and regret are endless.

It seems that since he lost his sight, these two words are like labels on him, glued with super glue, and they can't be torn off.

My former companions said the same, the doctors and nurses said the same, and even passers-by kept these two words on their lips.

Wen Luo arrived earlier than him, and had already opened the shop, and when he entered, he heard her whispering something.

"What's going on?"

"Oh, you're scared to death! I don't make a sound when I walk! Wen Luo clutched his chest and looked at him with wide eyes.

Xia Linchen innocently nodded the ground with a blind cane, made a crisp sound, raised his eyebrows and said, "I made a sound, but you yourself were too engrossed to hear it." ”

Wen Luo couldn't care so much, grabbed his hair, grabbed him and said hurriedly, "Yesterday, those little girls came over and liked to leave the design draft in the store." I still have something to do, why don't you help send it over, Brother Chen? ”

“……”

"Brother Chen, it's okay." Wen Luo shook his arm, "I have taken this course, the professor is an old stubborn, and if he doesn't turn in his homework on time, he will die miserably!" ”

“…… All right. ”

"Anyway, Nanyi is on the other side, not far away, you should be able to find someone to ask."

Xia Linchen nodded, took the thing, turned around and walked a few steps, and then stopped and looked back at Wen Luo.

"Wen Luo." Xia Linchen hesitated for a moment and asked, "What does that little girl look like?" ”

Wen Luo thought for a while and concluded: "Bright eyes, red lips and white teeth, skin like snow-"

Seeing that she was going to continue to say four words, Xia Linchen interrupted her in time: "Okay, don't say it, I know that your Chinese is taught by the Chinese teacher." ”

"......" How did you say this, Wen Luo pursed his lips, not knowing as much as him, and turned around to take care of the bright red roses.

After a few seconds, she still couldn't hold back, and added: "She is the kind of bright and wanton beauty, just looking at it makes people feel youthful." ”

"You're not very old—"

"Shut up!"

***

At this time, Zhong Yi was very busy, the squad leader Song Yaling was collecting her homework, and she always thought that the homework was in her schoolbag, and she found that it had fallen elsewhere before handing in, and it was too late, so she had no choice but to redraw.

Cai Xiaotan helped on the side, while Sister Bao sat in the other row and watched Song Yaling who was shuttling through the classroom like a butterfly with cold eyes.

Duan Xiaolu and Sister Bao stood side by side, and said disdainfully: "Song Yaling, Song Yaling, does she really think that she is the fourth sister of the Song family?" ”

It's not the first day that they have a discord with Song Yaling in their bedroom, in fact, Song Yaling stood with them during military training, although it is not a dormitory, but the relationship is also passable, and it can even be called good.

However, after a long time, they gradually tasted the nature of Song Yaling.

Song Yaling is the class leader, and the funds for class activities are in her hands. And every time you complete an activity, there will always be a difference of dozens of dollars.

Sister Bao asked Song Yaling, and the answer she got was that it was just a little money, and it would only be two or three yuan back to everyone, which was not interesting, and it couldn't be removed. But after a few times, the remaining money added up to hundreds each time, and it disappeared.

I like the good conditions at home, but I don't care about the sporadic hundreds of yuan, she has a holiday with Song Yaling because of other things.

At that time, Song Yaling and Zhong Yi were in the student union, they had just been promoted to sophomores, and they were facing the re-election of ministers, and the two of them were the most competitive among the candidates, while the former minister was more optimistic about Zhong Yi.

The day before the election, the department went out to have a meal together, and Zhong Yi and Song Yaling both asked for mineral water, and when they brought it up, there was only a bottle of room temperature. That day, Zhongyi had just had a period, and he was in a terrible pain, his body was not well, and his face was a little pale.

As soon as she was about to speak, she heard Song Yaling Jiao on the other side say: "Oh, I don't want to drink cold, I like, can I give me that bottle of water at room temperature?" ”

Zhong didn't respond, and directly called the waiter.

The waiter smiled apologetically at her, telling her that there was only one bottle left at room temperature, and the rest was allocated to the box next door by Song Yaling.

Zhong thanked her, turned his head and glanced at Song Yaling.

Her eyes were calm, like a calm stream, and she could see that Song Yaling was a little weak.

A senior next to her, who had been chasing her for a long time, began to help, and said nonchalantly: "Isn't it just a bottle of mineral water, Zhongyi, can't you give it to Yaling?" ”

Zhong Yi glanced at the past, and the senior's momentum also weakened, and his face was a little uncomfortable, but for the sake of face, he didn't want to lose his share in front of a table of people, so he stood up, took the bottle directly, unscrewed the lid and put it in front of Song Yaling.

Song Yaling looked at Zhong Yi innocently, and the meaning was obvious-look, it wasn't me who wanted to rob it, it didn't matter to me.

I don't bother to argue with her, it's a big deal that she doesn't drink water.

However, the food in that restaurant was unexpectedly salty, and she ate a few bites and put down her chopsticks early.

Later, the boys in a department drank high, pestering the girls to toast one by one, and when they met those who didn't drink, they had to drink even if they were drinks.

Everyone has worked together for so long, and they won't get stiff because of such a small thing.

Seeing that the boys walked half a circle, they stood in front of Zhongyi.

The first to bear the brunt was the senior who helped Song Yaling just now, and he was the first to say the toast.

Zhong Yi glanced at the bottle of mineral water in front of him, and he also counted it in his heart.

Droplets of water covered the surface of the plastic bottle, and she picked it up and smeared her palms.

The next day, because of the severe pain, Zhong didn't get out of bed at all, let alone campaign.

Song Yaling was elected as she wished, she was proud in front of people, and she did not hide it later.

Zhong Yi and her beam are settled.

Of course, it's not just this one thing, Song Yaling seems to be deliberately against Zhongyi, and she wants to overpower her in everything, and secretly doesn't know how many times she has stumbled.

No matter how good-tempered a person is, he can't stand being cheated several times, not to mention that Zhongyi is not so harmless as it seems on the surface.

Therefore, she said to the three people in the dormitory that she must beat Song Yaling in the fashion design competition that year and win the championship.

In order to achieve this goal, she ate less and slept less, and stayed up for a week.

And it did.