"Kneel on your knees, old man, how did I not know that you had such a rule for accepting apprentices." Su Yan leaned against the staircase and changed into neat clothes.

was interrupted, Master Qin swallowed the breath he was holding, this girl was too real, no wonder he couldn't forget it.

The book kite followed the prestige, and his expression was a little less cynical, bringing out the complexity and fulfillment.

It turns out that he is also Master Qin's apprentice?

No wonder it's here.

Master Qin sighed: "What are you doing when you come up to make a scene?" ”

His little caution was almost written on his face.

Su Yan retorted, and his face was not very good: "I am also your apprentice, why didn't I do this step, could it be that you were unwilling at that time, so you were perfunctory!" ”

Master Qin liberated his nature: "Ah, I really let your kid guess correctly." ”

"......" Su Yan glared at him, and his eyes seemed to say, if you dare to let her kneel, I will dare to burn these treasures that you care for.

At that time, the beds in the nursing home were missing arms and legs, and it was no wonder that others were missing.

In the afternoon, the snow was thick.

Master Qin's fellow brother held an art exhibition in Dancheng, and he originally wanted the book kite to observe by himself, after all, he hadn't touched it for a long time, so he would inevitably be unfamiliar.

Su Yan insisted on following.

Inside the car, the book kite asked, "Do you mind if I smoke?" ”

Su Yan paused slightly, nonchalantly: "Of course I don't mind, I smoke too." ”

In fact, he had a lot of questions.

He wanted to ask her when she learned to smoke.

He wanted to ask her why she seemed to be a different person.

Su Yan remembered that she was sunny that year. He had gone to see her and heard about her.

Good temper, good looks, good grades, and a smile, as if the stars in the sky are nothing more than that.

This is what her high school classmates say about her, how rare it is for a girl to be so highly regarded by others in the era of adolescent jealousy.

And that was exactly what she was that year.

That year, if you had seen her eyes, you would not have been amazed by the Lan Mountain.

When Su Yan came back to his senses, Shu Kite had already finished smoking three cigarettes.

Her eyes were still dull.

Su Yuanping was so uncomfortable for the first time: "Why aren't you surprised? ”

Surrounded by the car, she took out a fourth cigarette, just clipped it to her fingertips, and replied casually: "What are you surprised?" ”

Su Yan said it bluntly, as if he was talking about an inconsequential matter: "A person like me can be a painter." ”

"Someone like you?" She said, "What kind?" Why can't it be done? ”

Isn't someone like her going to step in too!

Su Yan was surprised, at this moment, he seemed to understand why others spoke so highly of her, and why he was obsessed.

Because she was so good, so good that he couldn't find a reason not to like her.

He smiled, a smile from the bottom of his heart.

He thought, in this life, that's it!

With her as the main and the center.

The book kite didn't smoke the fourth one, but withdrew it into the cigarette case, and suddenly hooked the corners of his mouth.

Arriving at the destination at two o'clock in the afternoon, the exhibition was divided into two sessions, the first of which ended. The second was scheduled for the next morning, and the two had to arrange a nearby accommodation.

The door of the hotel is very large, the lights are colorful, and the head of the book kite is drowsy for a day, blank for a moment, and falls backwards.

Su Yan's face turned heavy, and he held her arm regardless of his intimate demeanor: "What's wrong with you?" ”

The book kite poked into his forehead, and it was hot: "It seems to have a fever?" ”

He was confused and at a loss: "That...... So what should I do? ”

“……”

is really a delicate son who grew up in a golden soup spoon, and she doesn't know the suffering of the world, she said: "It's okay, just take some medicine." ”

Su Yan was in a panic, his usual vigilance disappeared cleanly, and in the distance, the man in the black cap recorded this scene completely.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Su Yanlai knocked on the door, and the bell rang urgently.

The book kite was bulky, leaning against the door, Su Yan handed her the medicine: "Which one to eat first, take a few grains each, the doctor has written on it, don't eat it indiscriminately." ”

The handwriting on the pill box is neat, not like the doctor's usual wild cursive font.

Shu Kite's body swayed, his voice was very nasal, and his voice was hoarse: "Well, thank you." ”

"Can you do it, can't I go in."

"You don't know as much as I do."

Su Yan was dumbfounded, broke her hand on the door, closed the door for her, and she staggered.

Book Kite: "......"

Su Yan: "......"

The book kite took the medicine that Su Yan bought, planted it on the bed, and used his memory to explore the mobile phone that had been lying in his bag for a day.

The phone went black at some point, and when the power was turned off, she plugged in the power and lay on the bed, wanting to wait for the phone to turn on.

Early the next morning, the snow stopped in Danseong.

The people on the big bed arched together, their eyebrows were wet with sweat, the book kite closed his eyes, his face was sickly, and his thin eyebrows were frowning fiercely.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

The hotel door was slammed.

The ringing of the turned on mobile phone followed, accompanied by a knock on the door, one after another.

The book kite's brain is sober, but his eyelids are as heavy as if he has hung a hammer, he can't open them, his whole body is sore, and he can't even use the strength to raise his hand to hold the phone.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

Outside, the sound was heavier than the other, there was a pause in the middle, and then it came again, knocking out of order, as if it was very flustered.

The book kite hung down and got out of bed, his head sinking, the glass falling to the floor, and the water spilling on the hem of his trousers.

The hurried knock on the door stopped, the sound of the doorknob unlocking, and the book kite raised his eyelashes to look over, Su Yan's face was gloomy, and there was a strange worry in his eyes.

He frowned: "Why don't you open the door?" ”

The book kite pinched the pieces and rested them on the table, and her voice was hoarse and fluttering: "Why don't you knock on the door!" ”

"I knocked."

"I didn't hear you."

There were also several people in work clothes standing at the door, holding spare key cards in their hands, standing at the door, like a humanoid statue.

After she finished speaking, she couldn't do it indifferently, she took out a tissue to pick up small debris, Su Yan wanted to pull her hand and stretched it out, but suddenly paused in the middle of it, and turned to the door and scolded angrily: "Why are you standing there, please watch the show!" ”

The book kin looked at him, and the middle-aged staff ran over in a panic: "Girl, I'll come, don't hurt your hands." ”

When they left, Shu Kite had a moment of trance: "Su Yan." ”

Su Yan looked back, staring at her messy forehead, her skin was very white, her eyebrows were indifferent to everything, and the innocent edges and corners of the past were polished clean: "Huh? ”

She shook her head, "It's okay. ”

She wanted him to be nice to the older people, but when she thought about it, she had no position, let alone such a son-in-law.

Su Yan didn't notice anything, stared at her hand, and thought for a moment: "If you are uncomfortable, you won't go to the art exhibition." He sneered: "The main thing is that I don't want to go, through you, the old man is not good at losing his temper." ”

His chest was jammed, and her little face was pale and frightening. He felt that if he were a different person, he would not be in this tone.

can move the backstage, never talk nonsense, this is his usual thinking.

For her, that kind of thinking doesn't work.

On the contrary, they are cowardly, and they can't even express their joy.