Child?

I saw a yellow-haired ponytail girl who looked like she was about to go to middle school, and she was followed by a gray-haired boy of almost the same age.

Yan Huahu looked at the two suspiciously, wondering if they were fifteen years old this year?

Yan Hua's suspicion is also Qin Shuya's suspicion.

It's just that she doesn't have any emotions and six desires, and she is much lighter than normal people.

At this point, she seemed the most indifferent.

This point attracted the attention of the pair of little pot friends, and the yellow-haired ponytail girl stared at Qin Shuya.

The gray-haired boy looked at Qin Shuya thoughtfully, as if sensing that she was a little special.

Seeing this, Yan Hua said for Qin Shuya: "Shuya has been lonely since she was a child, living by herself, and she is not good at expressing her feelings. ”

The two of them were suddenly, slightly autistic.

Seeing that Qin Shuya still didn't have any expression, the yellow-haired ponytail girl was relieved, lost interest in looking at her again, and turned her head to look at Feng's mother's corpse and the painting.

The gray-haired boy still looked at Qin Shuya twice, as if he was interested in her.

But Yan Hua moved intentionally or unintentionally, hiding Qin Shuya behind him.

The gray-haired boy made eye contact with her, and his heart trembled inexplicably, as if he saw the fierce gaze of the black impermanence, which made him unconsciously look away and look at the painting.

After only looking at the painting twice, the expressions of the two of them were solemn for a moment, and they stepped forward to examine it carefully.

"Curse the message?"

The yellow-haired ponytail girl wrinkled her eyebrows as if asking, as if talking to herself.

The gray-haired boy also frowned, but he turned his head and fell his gaze on Yan Hua's face again.

If it's an adult man, I'm afraid it's too rude, how can he stare at people so directly?

But replacing it with such a little Zhengtai, who may not be 15 years old yet, will only make people think that he is still young, and he may want to find a big sister to answer him.

Yan Hua didn't pay attention to his gaze, but also looked at the painting, and retold what happened at that time in concise language.

As soon as she heard that Lord Black Impermanence was actually present, the yellow-haired ponytail girl turned her head in surprise and glanced at the gray-haired boy.

The expressions of the two became extremely unnatural, as if they were quite restrained.

In order to verify the truth of Yan Hua's words, the two of them didn't have the courage to directly find black impermanence, but they were not afraid of the yin difference of red hair and red eyes.

A phone call was made.

"Hey."

A very muffled voice came, as if it was very unpleasant.

Yan Hua guessed that he might be criticized after he went back.

The yellow-haired ponytail girl probably heard it, and contacted the other party at such a time, afraid that she would be recorded by the other party.

However, the matter still had to be verified, so she coughed slightly embarrassed: "Team Yan, it's like this......"

After a phone call, the yellow-haired ponytail girl nodded to the gray-haired boy: "It's verified, it's correct." ”

The gray-haired boy couldn't help but peek at Yan Hua, Yan Hua turned his eyes to look at him, and he hurriedly looked away like a thief.

Yan Hua: ......

With the verification of the Yan team, the movements of the two and a half children were much neater.

The painting and Feng's mother's body were collected and taken away.

Before leaving, the gray-haired boy did not forget to explain: "At noon, remember to open the curtains for ventilation, so that the remaining grievances can be dispersed." ”

After Qin Shuya nodded, the two got into the car with the corpse and the painting, and walked away towards the rising sun.

Looking at the rising red sun, Yan Hua suddenly remembered that she had sneaked out.

Patting his forehead, Yan Hua hurriedly said goodbye to Qin Shuya: "I have to go back, I'll come back to you when I wake up in the afternoon." ”

When the words fell, Yan Hua had already run away.

At this time, the Xia family was already busy, Yan Hua cautiously climbed over the wall, caught a gap where no one was, and hurriedly climbed the wall and climbed the window into his room.

Outside the door, the sound of Xia Mu's footsteps in slippers sounded.

Everyone's footsteps were different, Yan Hua was good at reconnaissance in this area, and immediately heard that Xia Mu was running towards her door.

She took off her clothes and stuffed them into the closet, deliberately messed up the quilt again, turned her head and grabbed her pajamas and ran into the bathroom.

As soon as he entered, there was a knock at the door, and Yan Hua put on pajamas while taking apart his hair and making a mess.

When her pajamas were ready, she pretended to go to the bathroom, flushed into the water, and then walked out and opened the door with sleepy eyes.

Looking at her confused little confused appearance, Xia Mu couldn't help but smile lovingly.

"Little lazy cat, hurry up and wash and change your clothes and go downstairs for breakfast."

Yan Hua was stunned in response, and after seeing Xia's mother leave, she closed the door and turned around and nestled into the bed.

slept for about half an hour, Xia Mu didn't wait for her, turned around and went upstairs again.

The door was not closed tightly, and Xia Mu pushed it lightly, and saw a bulge on the bed.

Summer Mother: ......

With a helpless and doting smile, Xia Mu stepped forward and gently patted the bulging quilt: "Shallow, good, don't sleep." ”

Yan Hua snorted twice, opened his eyes even more foggyly, sat up in a daze, and staggered towards the bathroom.

Xia Mu couldn't help but shake her head and laugh again.

Since being discharged from the hospital, she has found that her daughter is becoming more and more homely.

Not to mention the house, I am more and more able to sleep lazily.

When I think of my baby girl going to archaeology, she is exposed to the wind and rain, and she can't eat or sleep well, and she is as thin as a bamboo pole.

Xia's mother couldn't help but feel distressed for a while, feeling that her daughter was making up for sleep now.

It used to be rare to rest, and now it should be all made up.

Xia Mu once again had such a thought, and she was more tolerant of Yan Hua, feeling sorry for her suffering so much, and couldn't bear to nag her more.

After eating breakfast, Yan Hua chatted with Xia's mother.

Looking at Xia's mother's assistant who wanted to speak and stopped, and then looked at Xia's mother's hurried footsteps after going out, Yan Hua pursed her lips, realized that Xia's mother was not easy, and went upstairs to make up for sleep in silence.

After sleeping until more than two o'clock in the afternoon and making up for sleep, Yan Hua got up, packed up and went downstairs.

Because she was injured, Xia's mother had no intention of managing her own business, and stayed by her side all day long, almost never leaving.

Now that she is well, Xia Mu has only started to get busy in the past two days, but there are too many things piling up, and she was so busy that she hit the back of her head at the beginning.

If she didn't want to spend more time with her, Xia Mu wouldn't have time to go home at all, let alone wake her up every morning to eat with her.

Xia's mother went out to be busy, and it was much easier for Yan Hua to go out.

When he came to the door of Qin's house, Yan Hua saw the figure sitting by the window at a glance, as if he was painting.

Yan Hua stood quietly and watched for a while, always feeling that there seemed to be something wrong.

She urged Yuan Qi, the glimmer in her eyes flickered, and her brows immediately furrowed slightly.

In Qin Shuya, who was concentrating on painting, there was a faint flow of bad luck.

I don't know if it was dyed on her body along the pen in her hand, or it was injected into the pen along her person.

The distance is too far, and if you want to see clearly, I am afraid that you have to stand next to you to see the direction of the flow of the bad air.