Qingge walked in with a cold face, blinked his watery eyes, and immediately collapsed his little face, "Grandma, you don't hurt me anymore, I haven't even had a day to come back this time, why did you start to dislike me for eating too much?" ”

It seemed that the resentment on the girl's face was too expressive, and the old man immediately laughed, "Okay, grandma loves you the most, grandma doesn't dislike you for eating too much, even if my little light song eats more, grandma is happy!" ”

Hearing the old man's doting words, Qingge changed his previous appearance of wronged Bala, and suddenly bent the corners of his mouth, with a smug expression, "It's about the same!" ”

Qingge raised his hand and shook his hands in front of the old man, as if he had been checked by the old man's personal hygiene, and took the initiative to reach out to the old man, "Oh, grandma, I am very obedient and have washed it several times, you have to remember to give me a little red flower..."

"Give and give! My little light song is the most obedient, and it will definitely give the biggest little red flower! As he spoke, the old man looked at the fruit bowl that Si Yan had already held in his hand, and then dragged Qingge who walked to him and walked towards the kitchen, "Let's go, the fruit is cut, let's go eat the fruit!" ”

The words fell, and the old and the young walked out of the kitchen, talking and laughing.

Si Yan, who was left behind, looked at the backs of the two in a daze, and his eyes fell on the old man for a while, and then he looked down at the fruit plate in his hand again, and his eyebrows were bent slightly.

Si Yan raised his feet and quickly followed behind the two, and Tang Yi, who had been guarding outside the kitchen, also followed closely.

But no one expected that after a while, a figure appeared in the kitchen very quickly.

Standing at the door of the kitchen, Qing Luo's gaze swept over the fruit on the long table, and finally his eyes fell on the trash can on the side of the table.

Qingluo stepped forward, and when his eyes fell on the fiery red dragon fruit skin in the trash can, he couldn't help but look stunned.

What's going on?

Did he think too much?

That person actually cut the fruit that my sister was allergic to?

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Back in the small dining room in the cafeteria.

As soon as Qingluo entered the restaurant, he was hurriedly called by Qingge to eat the fruit, watching the girl eat the cut flesh happily, and then looked at a plate of dragon fruit pulp on the table alone, Qingluo lowered his eyes, and a touch of deep thought crossed his eyes.

Hey...

Is it a separate plate?

"Try dragon fruit, grandma said that Qingge is allergic to dragon fruit, so I specially put a separate plate, you should be able to eat it, right?" A voice of active friendship came from one side.

Qing Luo raised his eyes and looked, and just met Si Yan's inky eyes, and his eyes were faint.

Qing Luo was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and politely picked up a bend of dragon fruit from the plate, "Thank you." ”

Quietly eating the dragon fruit in his hand, Qingluo fell into deep thought.

Did it turn out that grandma reminded me?

That....

Maybe it's really him thinking too much?

After all, if Si Yan really remembered the past, how could he still sit with him so calmly and take the initiative to ask him to eat fruit?

But if you don't remember....

These recent events are a bit too coincidental.

What the hell is going on ....

Eating the dragon fruit in his hand, Qingluo Shensi has already traveled far away.

The careful old man on the side didn't miss Qingluo's expression at this time, but when he looked past Si Yan, who was quietly eating fruit on the side, and then looked back at Qingge, who was sitting next to him and kept talking about all kinds of interesting things, he couldn't help but sigh deeply in his heart.

Ay.

She was really old.

She really couldn't understand the children's affairs.

What will come next....

It's up to them to take one step at a time.