A faint light came in from the window, and the book kite opened the curtains, letting in the fragrance of snow.

She couldn't be cold, poured a cup of hot water, moistened her throat by the way, and replied neatly, without dragging the mud and water at all: "I'm okay, you don't have to go." ”

Originally, she was asked to come alone, but I didn't understand why he insisted on coming with me at that time.

Su Yan stood still, his face cold.

She was holding her clothes in her hands, and her face was full of restraint: "You're not leaving?" I'm going to change my clothes. ”

Su Yan kept his eyes on her, and when he heard her speak, he hurriedly withdrew his gaze, and his face instantly changed to cold: "Oh, you change slowly, I'll go back and make up for sleep." ”

After an hour or so, the book kite went out, and before leaving, she took antipyretic medicine, and her head was still heavy, and she hoped to finish it quickly and have a good rest.

Su Yan leaned on the car at the door of the hotel, the smoke was burning, the ground was very clean, he was dressed in a burgundy suit, smiling evilly, and his eyes were also hot.

The book kite is dressed in a light-colored suit, and there is no extra decoration with shoes, which looks neat and atmospheric.

The face of the unpowdered Dai is charming and clean, charming but not delicate, bewitching but not glamorous, out of that moment, so that the wind stops watching the moment.

Su Yan unconsciously held his breath, the shoe prints in the snow were deeply sunken, and there were uncleaned snowflakes on the side of his shoulder.

He didn't catch up on his sleep!

The book kite doesn't like to figure out other people's thoughts, his spirit is not good, and he is very casual: "What are you wearing...... It's unique. ”

Su Yan opened the car door and hooked the corners of his mouth: "That's natural, is it handsome by me?" ”

Narcissistic doesn't work.

She didn't answer again, and took advantage of the opportunity to sit in the passenger seat, the air conditioning in the car was on, and the chill slowly dissipated. In the pocket of the car was a thermos cup and two boxes of fever reducers.

The book kite didn't notice, he was top-heavy and fell asleep upside down.

Su Yan got into the car and looked at her with the steering wheel.

*

In the evening, the setting sun is dyed bright red.

Qiu family.

On the dining table, the food was fogged, Qiu Yang was holding the mobile phone, his eyebrows were frowning, and the joints of the mobile phone were pale with misery.

"Aunt Nie, is she experiencing any difficulties?"

Nie Qing's hand was slightly stunned, and his face was pale: "What can she do?" ”

Lin Shu had a disgusted expression on her face, and her crutches slammed on the ground: "Hmph, it's the same as Shu Zhixiang, seeing Qian Ming's eyes, back then, if it wasn't-"

"Mom-"

"What are you yelling at me for?" Lin Shu was stunned for a moment, and stopped what she had not finished speaking.

Nie Qing's face was heavy, he put down his chopsticks, and his voice was apologetic, sullen: "Mom, I didn't mean to, I just didn't want to hear anything about him." ”

The late Shu Zhixiang is a thorn in the heart, mentioning, remembering, all like sinking into hell.

He was never wrong, and it was always her who was wrong.

Lin Shu frowned, her face pulled and she stopped talking.

Qiu Ting watched a play, sneered at the corners of his mouth, and straightened his hair, looking indifferent.

"Aunt Nie, don't you don't like to listen to what I say, after all, the book kite is from the countryside, and when she sees the money, she will inevitably be unable to control her greed and take the wrong path, so I advise you to take care of her."

After speaking, she went upstairs, stopped on the corridor, and added: "Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't care, don't ruin our family's reputation." ”

Qiu Qishan remarried, and no one in the outside world knew the identity of the stepdaughter of the scholar, but there were not a few people in the ten-mile neighborhood who knew about it.

Nie Qing pinched his palm, his face turned pale for a while, and he was still not angry: "Tingting, no, you go and rest!" ”

She was depressed and sluggish.

Qiu Yang leaned on the chair, the hand holding the mobile phone gradually strengthened, how ugly Qiu Ting's words were, he knew, but the words of blocking were blocked by those few hot search photos.

He thought for a moment, raised his eyes, and said in a somewhat anxious tone: "Aunt Nie, the book kite is strong, maybe she is really in trouble, I'll go see her after dinner." ”

The dinner table was silent for a long time.

Nie Qing's eyes turned red, and then he replied: "I'll be with you." ”

No matter how bad it is, it's her flesh and her daughter.

Lin Shu hates that iron is not steel, she has always warned Nie Qing that since she is married, she is not allowed to take care of the book, and the original divorce agreement is clearly written.

The custody of the child belongs to Shu Zhixiang.

Lin Shu raised her eyebrows: "I'll go with you, I want to see if my old bones can control her." ”

Nie Qing didn't say anything more, there were delicacies from the mountains and seas on the dining table, and she couldn't swallow it.

Fortunately, Qiu Qishan's old friends gathering is not here today.

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The four seasons of the undefeated are frozen by the snow, and Dancheng is much warmer than Xiangcheng.

After getting out of the car, the book kite wrapped in a scarf, and his whole body was hot as if he had come out of a furnace.

Su Yan followed: "Go to the hospital to have a look?" ”

Shu Kite pursed her lips, and her nasal voice was very strong: "No, I'll just go back and sleep." ”

Hospital!

If you can't die, you should go less, after all, it may become her second home.

She urged him: "Hurry up, stop here, the police put up a post." ”

Su Yan smiled with a ruffian: "Let him post it, I just have a lot of money." ”

"Ahem! Cough! Cough! ”

The wind blew and got into the collar, and the book kite coughed dryly.

Hearing this, Su Yan's eyebrows locked, put away his cynicism, and stared at her tightly, not daring to delay her time: "I'm leaving, you hurry in." ”

The book kite was bored, shaking between the cold on the outside and the heat on the inside, and nodded, perfunctory.

"Book kite."

He called out to her suddenly, with a thousand thoughts.

She turned her head, her hands wrapped around each other and shrunk into a lump, hanging her head, looking funny and cute: "Put." ”

The sight was caught off guard and collided together, and Su Yan lost his soul: "You're quite cute like this." ”

Shu Kite's confused head was stunned, and she squinted her eyes to lock onto him.

Su Yan's pupils shrank, his breathing was slightly suffocated, and he suddenly smiled presumptuously: "Like a snail." ”

“……”

The car drove away, and behind him, another car came, and the sound of the exhaust pipe shook the eardrums.

The book kite took three steps, two steps and a flicker, and when he looked back, his eyes were very blurry, and he could only see a semi-blurred figure.

Ke Lan walked in, saw that her cheeks were abnormally crimson, and held her arm: "What's wrong with you?" Has the condition relapsed? ”

The book kite shook his head: "No, it's frozen." ”

She is afraid of the cold, and it is normal to get sick several times in winter all year round, Ke Lan is still worried when she sees her fragile expression.

She was so strong that nine cows couldn't pull it to the hospital.

Ke Lan raised his hand to her forehead.

It's scorching.

", did you just come out of Taishang Laojun's gossip furnace!"

The book kite leaned on her shoulder, and the whole figure was like a puppet with a broken thread, without any support.

She shook her body and said, "I can't walk, Sister Lan." ”

Ke Lan grabbed her arm and tugged at the corners of her mouth: "It's useless to call Mom, I can't carry you." ”

The book kite sniffed, her throat was itchy and uncomfortable, her desire to speak was weak, and gravity was leaning on her.

When the two of them entered the door, they felt the footsteps stopped directly beside them, and the book kite poked its head out with its mouth.

Then he was delighted: "Mom." ”

There are three people standing in the dean, Nie Qing, Lin Shu, and Qiu Yang, each with their own faces, but the same thing is that they are not good.

Shu Kite put away the corners of her mouth, unable to hide the joy in her eyes: "Mom, why are you here?" ”

"Have you been having any trouble lately?" Nie Qing went straight to the topic.

The book kite was dull for a moment, confused, and lowered his nasal voice: "Mom, I can do it, there is no difficulty." ”

She thought it was caring.

Full of joy.