Of course, Wen Su understands that Song Xingchen's health has always been bad, and he has been very fond of running to her since he was a child.

Therefore, Wen Gu was immune to Song Xingchen's frequent arrivals, and even the room was prepared for him, just opposite her room, separated by a corridor distance, as long as Song Xingchen was willing, he could stay for a while.

Seeing Song Xingchen's current appearance, of course the review is very clear, but it is still very cold in winter, although the heating has been turned on, it is still necessary to put another blanket on him, hoping to help his body.

The raindrops outside the window seem to be much smaller, and they are not as loud as before.

But Wen still didn't open the window for ventilation, after all, she didn't dare to mess around with Song Xingchen here.

It's just that Wen is worried here, but Song Xingchen is taking medicine leisurely over there......

Suddenly, he was a little speechless for a while, it seemed that Song Xingchen had long been accustomed to carrying all kinds of medicines with him, and he would take them out whenever he felt unwell.

Although it is very worry-free, it is inevitable that there will be some heartache.

Song Xingchen also seemed to see that something was wrong in Wen Gu's expression, and seeing that her gaze had been falling on the capsule in his hand, he couldn't help frowning, and vaguely understood something.

Wen Gu saw that the other party's face was a little stunned, and then as if he had calmed something, he smiled gently at her and said, "It's okay, I've long been used to it." "Besides, not many people will dare to say anything about him!

"Hmm." Wen Gu also suppressed the ups and downs in his heart, and said half-comfortingly and half-seriously, "Don't worry, one day, Yiqiē will be fine." "Wen is a person who writes online novels, so he will have expectations and fantasies about Yiqiē, just like a Xiaoqiang who can't be killed, and he won't give up lightly until the last moment.

But Song Xingchen is different, he has been soaked in a medicine jar since he was a child, and the hospital is where he has to go every once in a while, how can he not understand his physical condition, but Song Xingchen is also reluctant to brush off the meaning of the past, he didn't make a sound, just nodded his head, indicating that he heard it.

Wen Gu felt that the current atmosphere was a little weird, but in the face of Song Xingchen's incredibly clean face, she swallowed back what she wanted to say, and then silently lowered her head to play with her mobile phone.

Swiped the friend list, and to her surprise, Lord Syrup was actually online.

Although Wen Gu knew for a long time that Lord Syrup had the habit of going online invisibly, and since the day she added Lord Syrup, she had never seen anyone online.

Whether it's really asking questions or deliberately selling cuteness and stupidity, the one on the display bar is always that sentence, please leave a message offline.

I thought it was strange, and after thinking about it, I let go of the courage to edit the information, telling you not to give a recommendation, and calling you so black-bellied!

"Syrup-sama, what are you doing when the rain stops?" The question was so white that even he couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth......

Ten minutes passed, twenty minutes passed, and an hour passed.

Sure enough, there was no reply.

Wen doesn't plan to give up just like that, no matter what, it's going to blow up the syrup-syrup, but what to say to arouse the syrup-syrup's idea!

"Syrup-syrup-syrup, can the baby finish early?" If you want to hook up with the syrup adult but ignore her, then let's talk about it seriously, I don't believe that I can't make syrup.

Su Qihua has finished dinner and is ready to turn on the TV to watch the latest TV series, romantic love and the like.

It's not to experience love, it's just that this work came out on the website where he was the editor, and it was more or less a cheer, and the button prompt rang again, although he was a little depressed in his heart, but he still took out his mobile phone and looked at it.

If it's small talk, forget it, if there's anything wrong in the background, you still have to take care of it, "Syrup, can the baby finish it early?" Su Qihua turned back and glanced at the notes, and couldn't help but change his eyes, and replied lightly, "How many words have you signed?" ”

This guy is also quite persistent, and he has been sending him a lot of news recently.

Wen didn't expect Lord Syrup to reply so quickly this time, and just when she was still there to understand her words, a special concerned prompt came.

"Hmm...... A million or so. "I've only written four or five hundred thousand now, and I'm already tired of being a dog, and I can't imagine how to spend it later.

It's just that the volume of her mobile phone is turned on a little loud, and even Song Xingchen, who is swiping his mobile phone like him, is also attracted to attention.

Song Xingchen was a little dizzy, it sounded, it should be a special ringtone that only I care about, who are you chatting with!

As soon as he thought of caring about these four words, Song Xingchen's heart became interested, and he immediately came to the side of the old man to peek at the screen.

Wen was also a little helpless when he saw this, it was clear that Song Xingchen was older than her, why the role was played in reverse, I really couldn't understand, "Nuo, look at it." She said this very generously, and she did not shy away from suspicion at all.

Song Xingchen also took the phone and looked at it very generously, flipped through a few pages of chat history, and then stopped talking.

"Eh, what's the matter with your expression?" The review was a little inexplicable, Song Xingchen's eyes were like looking at another person, and he felt a little weak in his heart.

Song Xingchen's reaction was so big that there was really no way to associate Wen Su in reality with that cute girl, but where could Wen Gu know this, so he naturally smiled weakly, "No, no." With that, he spread his hands.

Wen Guben wanted to say something more, but the reply from Lord Syrup came, and she didn't have the meaning of laughing with Song Xingchen anymore, so she hurriedly drilled over to the screen, "Come on, baby, continue to write, Mo Da~"

What the heck!

Looking at the meaning of Syrup's words, it probably means that she has honestly finished writing a million.

Before he could say anything more, he heard Song Xingchen's shallow smile beside him, as if it was clear and transparent, "It's okay, just talk to my dad." ”

What a reasonable look......

"No, no, no." Wen Su hurriedly waved his hand to refuse.

Song Xingchen said lightly, "It's okay, my parents also said that they haven't seen you for a long time, and they hope you come to the house to sit ......" is obviously an invitation.

Wen Gu was not very happy in his heart, although Song Xingchen's Mufu people were very good and enthusiastic, but Wen Gu always felt that they looked at her strangely.