Chapter Thirty-Eight: Give Her Life
"Also...... Not yet. ”
As soon as the end of the note fell, the man who had just taken three steps and two steps leaned against the door a little weakly.
It seems that those few steps just now have exhausted all the strength of the whole body.
Looking at his still somewhat pale face, Tang Qiqi furrowed his eyebrows, "What are you running around yet?" ”
The sexy thin lips pursed into a line, Qi Yan leaned against the door without saying a word, and lowered his eyes slightly.
This appearance fell into Tang Qiqi's eyes, and he unconsciously retracted his tone.
Sighing silently, he finally stepped in.
After the person behind him quickly closed the door, he bent down before Tang Qiqi, took out his slippers and put them in front of her.
As he bent over, a breeze blew in, mixed with a faint smell of tobacco.
Tang Qiqi's slippers froze, turned his head to look at Qi Yan, opened his mouth but didn't say anything.
After coming to the living room, Tang Qiqi took out the test paper handed to her by Lao Liu from her schoolbag and handed it to Qi Yan, "Last test." ”
Qi Yan just glanced at it after taking it, and didn't show too much surprise at this passing number that he had never reached.
Tang Qiqi could see the expression of indifference on his face, and if it weren't even for her, this test paper might have been stuffed into the trash can.
Thinking of Lao Liu's words, Tang Qiqi suddenly couldn't figure out the young man in front of him.
It seems that there are many secrets hidden, and the eyes are calm and deep beyond this age.
Tang Qiqi didn't look at his eyes, "Have you taken your temperature?" ”
"Hmm." Qi Yan paused and said, "37.5." ”
"Did you take your medicine on time?"
"Hmm."
"Where's the rice?"
"Hmm."
Tang Qiqi felt that he was infected by Lao Liu, and his mother went up.
After asking a lot, thinking of the smell of smoke just smelled, he hesitated to speak, "Before your throat is good, smoke less." ”
Maybe it's because of his illness, the little boy's voice is a little hoarse like the voice change period, but it doesn't lose magnetism.
When the low and hoarse voice shouted the words 'Seventh Brother', he inexplicably felt very good.
Qi Yan was silent for a few seconds, "Quit." ”
"Quitted?" She still smelled it, "When did you quit?" ”
"Just now."
The look in the door, he could see that she didn't like the smell of smoke.
She didn't like it, so he quit.
Tang Qiqi didn't say anything more, and after scanning his eyes from the living room, he found that the things placed on the TV cabinet were gone.
Thinking of the clay sculpture that made her suddenly sick, Tang Qiqi asked, "What about the clay sculpture?" ”
Qi Yan avoided Tang Qiqi's gaze, "Broken and lost." ”
Lost?
Tang Qiqi felt a little pity, "Did you do that yourself?" ”
"Robbed."
With a serious appearance, Tang Qiqi almost believed it, and asked half-jokingly, "Aren't you afraid of being beaten?" ”
robbed someone else's clay sculpture, wanted to replace her, and caught the designated beating before talking.
Seeing a shallow smile on the corner of Qi Yan's mouth, Tang Qiqi sighed, "I almost forgot, who can beat you." ”
As soon as the words fell, the smile on Qi Yan's lips rose even more.
Yes.
There was such a thing from childhood to adulthood.
Let him be willing to be beaten when he grows up, and give her his life.
Regarding the clay sculpture, Tang Qiqi didn't ask in detail.
handed over the homework left in the past few days to Qi Yan, saw the dinner spot, boiled porridge and left.
When he got home, Tang Qiqi took out his mobile phone and looked at the date.
There is still a week before the day of paying the rent.
Thinking of the pockets that had been flattened again, Tang Qiqi hurriedly turned on the computer and went to the school forum.
One point into the special section, there are a few tasks that have not been taken, and the title has a name - Qi Yan.