Su Zhishan looked at her, as if she felt that she asked this question very strangely, and smiled in surprise, "Qinghe, my dream is to be happy with him!" ”

"Su Su ......" Ye Qinghe didn't know what to say, because at this time she didn't really understand how to balance the two people in the emotional world, they were still too young to be desperate for love, impulsive, and love, but faintly felt that no matter how much a person loves each other, he should still have his own soul, otherwise...... No, she didn't want to think about it, and she didn't want Susu to end up where she would be... Rice plant...

"Huh?" Seeing her worried, Su Zhishan smiled and said, "What's wrong?" Qinghe, you're thinking too much! I'm just washing and cooking for Wang Zhe, didn't you wash your second brother's clothes and deliver food? ”

"How is that the same...... He's my second brother! Ye Qinghe hurriedly denied it.

"That's it! Qinghe! I know you're doing it for my good! However, I have given everything I have to Wang Zhe, he is all my hope! I will do my best to love him, we will be happy, Qinghe, don't worry! Su Zhishan said confidently.

Ye Qinghe has few friends in the past four years, and Su Zhishan is one of them, and her only purpose is to hope that she is happy. After listening to her words, he nodded, "Su Su, you will be happy, I just, I hope you will be kind to yourself, Su Su, do you remember the time when the four of us worked hard for the future together?" At that time, you worked hard enough, I think, you are the best in that state, fight for yourself! ”

"Qinghe!" Su Zhishan smiled, her lips were red and her teeth were white, she really had the same face as a flower, and she was the same age as a flower, "At that time, half of my motivation for struggle came from Wang Zhe!" I'm going to fight to show him! Work hard with you! Now we've made it! ”

Su Zhishan looks like a child who waits for the sweet fruit to blossom after a lot of hard work, and firmly believes that she will be able to wait until ......

Ye Qinghe couldn't pour cold water on her anymore, so he could only silently wish her good luck......

In fact, isn't life a gamble? It's just that she always feels that in the game of fate, she will have a much better chance of winning in the bank......

Su Zhishan walked with her for a while, and Ye Qinghe let her go back, telling her not to only care about Wang Zhe, but to take good care of the little turtle for her......

"That's it! I know! You say it too! Xiao Yiting's two goods also said! You two are so precious that this turtle will take it back and raise it yourself! Su Zhishan muttered for a while, waved her goodbye and left.

When she arrived at Mu Chuan's house, Mu Chuan was not at home, and Mu's mother was leaning on the bamboo rocking chair and watching TV sleepily to open the door for her.

It was lunch break, and she was a little sorry for bothering her.

The moment she entered the door, the coolness on her face was still very comfortable, it was too hot outside, and Mother Mu gave her a warm welcome.

"Where's the little fruit?" She handed the fruit to Mother Mu and asked.

"I'm playing a game! It's a holiday, and it's dark! Your brother doesn't have time to care, no, I went out early in the morning to attend a meeting of some calligraphy association, and I haven't come back yet! Mother Mu shook her head helplessly, and went to cut the fruit, "Xiaohe, you sit down first, you should come back immediately, stay and eat at night!" ”

"Mother Mu, no! I don't eat at night! Gotta go home and eat it! To be honest, she prefers to eat at Mu's house, but if she doesn't go back to this dinner tonight, I'm afraid that Jiang Yuhui will be unhappy, although her existence is not so pleasing, but if it is missing, it will be a matter of face.

"That's not going to work! It's hard to come back, how can you go without eating? The enthusiastic mother Mu didn't agree.

"Seriously, Mother Mu, I will definitely eat it next time, I have to go home today!" Afraid that Mu's mother had prepared for her, she hurriedly said.

Although Mu's mother really wanted her to stay and eat, she could only follow her.

She went into the room to find Azu, and the little guy was really playing a game, although the desktop switched out, the icons in the taskbar were too familiar to her, and she was sure that he was Azu, but she didn't break him.

She is deeply aware of the fact that children love to play games, and it is not forced or dogmatic by parents or teachers that they can control it if they are not allowed to play, it is a kind of inner demon, and they have to fight wits and courage with him, and long-term combat can be effective, just like she did to Xiao Yiting.

"Auntie, I practice calligraphy...... Xiao Guozi dodged, pointing to the paper and ink on the case.

"Okay, you practice!" She smiled, this is fine, guarding him to practice calligraphy......

So, she found a book to read in his room, and he obediently practiced calligraphy.

About an hour later, Mu Chuan came back, and when he saw this situation, an inexplicable warmth rose in his heart.

This feeling has not been felt for a long time, once upon a time, when Zuzu was still there, or he put on music to practice at home, and his son was writing on the side, or Zuzu would also hold her favorite book to read, and his son, look at himself