Xiu Qingyan had been quietly following her, and Wen Qiong couldn't run even if she wanted to. She entered the consultation room, and Xiu Qingyan was waiting outside.

Wen Qiong's whole body hurt, she took the list prescribed by the doctor and went for an examination. Xiu Qingyan still followed, his eyes fell on her back, his ponytail rubbed on the ground, and his white neck was also covered with dust at this time.

Xiu Qingyan only has a box of cigarettes in his pocket, and he is not a person who can carry tissues.

After Wen Qiong's examination, there was no bone injury, only skin trauma. She hadn't spoken to Xiu Qingyan all the time, and when she walked back to the door of the clinic, Xiu Qingyan grabbed her and touched the back of her neck with her hand, and she almost jumped up.

Xiu Qingyan said in a deep voice: "The back of your neck is dirty!" ”

Wen Qiong saw the tissue in his hand at this time, she snatched it and wiped it on her neck indiscriminately, "Thank you!" Then he went into the consultation room, leaving Xiu Qingyan outside.

Xiu Qingyan rubbed his fingers, and his fingertips were a little hot.

The doctor prescribed the medicine list and handed it to Wen Qiong, and a hand reached over her head to take the list away.

Wen Qiong turned his head and shouted, "Xiu Qingyan." ”

"Come back, I still have something to say." The doctor stopped Wen Qiong, who was about to chase out, and Wen Qiong could only sit down helplessly.

It didn't take long for Xiu Qingyan to come back with the medicine bag and put it in Wen Qiong's hand. The medicine was bought by Xiu Qingyan, and Wen Qiong's first reaction was to take out the money in her pocket and return it to him.

Looking at her movements, Xiu Qingyan's face sank, and he said lightly, "Do you owe me less?" I don't even bother to ask for such a little money. ”

Wen Qiong froze, but still took out all the money, "I can't always owe it, I will pay it back slowly." ”

She held some money in her palm, the largest one was a very old fifty, and her fingers peeked out of the money, and the fingers were round and white as jade.

Xiu Qingyan stared at it for a while, reached out to pick up the money, and shook her hand, soft.

Wen Qiong couldn't help but be stunned. After Xiu Qingyan took the money, he suddenly hugged her, her face hit his chest, and her nose was a little sore. He leaned over, wrapped his arms around her, reached into her pocket, and put the money back. Xiu Qingyan leaned into her ear and whispered, "Take this money and make me breakfast, huh?" ”

Wen Qiong felt that her ears were very hot, and her nose was full of his refreshing breath. She pushed away Xiuqingyan in a daze, and said calmly, "Okay." Then she turned and walked towards the entrance of the hospital, her heart beating faster, and she closed her eyes, her eyes calm.

Xiu Qingyan walked behind her, looking at her dangling ponytail.

It's windy outside. Wen Qiong asked him, "Have you had dinner?" ”

The word "eat" swirled around in his mouth and swallowed, Xiu Qingyan inserted it in his trouser pocket, "No." ”

"I'll treat you to noodles." Wen Qiong didn't eat anything after class and is a little hungry now.

"Okay."

There is a noodle restaurant near the hospital, which is doing well, Wen Qiong has been here in her previous life, and she should still be there at this time. She took Xiu Qingyan and turned two alleys, came to the noodle shop, and asked for two bowls of beef noodles.

There were oil stains on the table, the disposable chopsticks had burrs, and the chair was small, Xiu Qingyan frowned before he sat down, and his eyes were full of disgust.

Wen Qiong ignored his expression, slowly picked up the spoon, and took a sip of beef soup, which tasted very strong. She broke open a pair of chopsticks and put the strong noodles into her mouth, curling the corners of her mouth in satisfaction.

Xiu Qingyan sat across from her and watched her enjoy the food.

Wen Qiong said: "Although this shop looks ordinary, this hand-rolled noodles are really delicious. ”

The boss dozed off at the counter and raised his head when he heard the compliment, "Yes, my wife made it herself, it's very delicious." ”

Xiu Qingyan picked up the chopsticks at this time, and his brows furrowed again when he saw the dander on the chopsticks, but he still picked up the spoon and took a sip of soup.

Wen Qiong had already eaten most of it, and her stomach was warm. The lights in the noodle shop were not bright, but the bruises on her forehead were obvious.

The noodles were really delicious, and Xiu Qingyan's brows finally relaxed. His gaze fell on Wen Qiong's face, looked at her forehead, and then went down, eyes, nose, lips, and a little bruise at the corners of his lips, and then his chin...... neck, he bowed his head, and took another sip of soup.

Wen Qiong finished eating and asked, "Is it delicious?" ”

Xiu Qingyan drank the soup and didn't answer her, although he also thought it was delicious in his heart.

Wen Qiong smiled: "If it's not delicious, don't eat it." She got up to check out, picked up her bag, and said, "Let's go." ”

Xiu Qingyan said coldly: "I haven't finished eating yet." ”

Wen Qiong stood at the door of the noodle restaurant, "Don't you think it's not delicious?" ”

"You can't waste food." Xiu Qingyan lowered his head and continued to eat, afraid that she would leave, "I'll send you back later." ”

"No, I'll just go back myself." Although Wen Qiong said this, she still sat down in the seat at the door and waited for Xiu Qingyan to finish eating.

Xiu Qingyan glanced at her through the hot air, and hurriedly finished eating the noodles.

Wen Qiong carried her schoolbag, "You still have a motorcycle on the basketball court, you can go back and get it." ”

Xiu Qingyan wiped the corners of his mouth, "I'll ask someone to drag it, I'll send you back first." ”

"No!" Wen Qiong said firmly.

Xiu Qingyan stood on the top steps and looked at her condescendingly, "Why not?" ”

"It's pretty close to my house, just a few minutes' walk away." After speaking, Wen Qiong waved goodbye to him, turned around and walked to the side of the road.

Xiu Qingyan quietly watched her distant back, and after a moment, he went down the steps and followed her footsteps.

At night, W City is still brightly lit and people come and go. Wen Qiong walked on the avenue home, looking up at the high-rise buildings around her, her eyes shining with happiness. It's good that she can do it all over again.

Wen Qiong didn't notice that a tall boy behind her was following her unhurriedly, seeing her look up at the neon side face, looking at the corners of her mouth that rose when she laughed, and seeing her long eyelashes flickering, Xiu Qingyan couldn't help but sigh, "Silly!" ”

The cake shop opened today, and the door was full of red confetti and streamers blown by firecrackers. Wen Qiong pushed open the door, and a warm light shone in the dark night.

At the corner of the street, a tall figure turned away.

Aunt Liu was washing her hands, and when she saw Wen Qiong coming back, she said with a smile: "I'm back, I'm also about to leave." Today, thanks to your mother, a big beauty like your mother stopped at the door, and many people bought a lot of money for your mother's beauty, which is really a good opening. ”

"Really?" Wen Qiong looked at Shang Jing.

"Don't listen to Aunt Liu's nonsense." Shang Jing was a little shy and sorted out the accounts behind the counter.

Aunt Liu smiled and said, "Of course it's true." I wanted your mother to help, but I didn't think about it so much, now people look at their faces, and this store will depend on your mother in the future. ”

Wen Qiong put down her schoolbag and hugged Shang Jing's waist from behind, "It's good." Mom, shouldn't you call it Shih Tzu in the future? ”

"Don't talk nonsense!" Shang Jing was even more shy.

Aunt Liu said, "Then I'll go first." ”

Wen Qiong sent Aunt Liu out, "Aunt Liu, slow down." ”

"Got it, you go in, make up for the class until so late, and rest early. Hey, what's wrong with your forehead? Aunt Liu saw that the place covered by her hair seemed to be a little bruised.

Wen Qiong was stunned for a moment and replied, "It's okay, I accidentally bumped into the table." ”

Aunt Liu didn't think about it, Wen Qiong was usually well-behaved, she nodded, "That's okay, I'm leaving." ”

"Okay."

Watching Aunt Liu ride away, Wen Qiong closed the door and returned to the house.

Shang Jing raised her head from the account book, "You go take a shower first, and I'll clean it up." ”

"Hmm." Wen Qiong rubbed her neck and went upstairs to get her pajamas. After taking a shower and coming out, the iron door outside has been closed.

Shang Jingqian breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed in her chair. Wen Qiong sat down beside her, "What's wrong?" ”

"Today is a very nervous day, afraid of doing the wrong thing." Shang Jing's face was tired. She hasn't worked, she doesn't know anything, and if Aunt Liu hadn't taken her, she might have even received the wrong money.

Wen Qiong held her hand, "Mom, take your time, it will get better and better in the future." ”

"Hmm." Shang Jing nodded, holding her daughter's hand, but found that Wen Qiong's knuckles had a few blood marks, and she hurriedly asked, "Injured?" ”

Wen Qiong looked down and saw that the skin on her hands was broken and oozing blood. She retracted her hand, "It's nothing, I accidentally touched the wall." ”

Shang Jing took a tissue to wipe her, and Wen Qiong subconsciously wanted to grab her hair. But the wound on her forehead was well hidden, and she raised her hand and put it down to look like she wanted to cover it, so she smiled at Shang Jing, "Mom, you should also go take a bath, it's so late." ”

"Okay, you can get some medicine." Shang Jing walked to the bathroom, took two steps and stopped, "Xiaoqiong, where is your bicycle?" ”

Wen Qiong was stunned for a moment, and replied as calmly as possible: "At school, I came back with my classmates today, and I didn't ride a bicycle. ”

"What classmate? Did you help us last time? Shang Jing became interested, turned around and came back to ask.

"......" Wen Qiong shook her head, "No, it's my tablemate, and she lives near here." "I can only lie to Shang Jing.

"Oh, I thought it was the boy who helped you last time."

"It's not. Mom, go take a shower, I'll sweep the floor. Wen Qiong pushed Shang Jing's shoulder.

Shang Jing yawned and walked into the bathroom. Seeing the bathroom door closed, Wen Qiong exhaled and began to sweep and mop the floor, and when she was done, Shang Jing had not come out yet.

Wen Qiong went upstairs to write her homework, and she couldn't do most of the topics, but she still wrote hard.

Shang Jing returned to the room after taking a bath, saw her daughter who was seriously doing the question, showed a relieved smile, walked in, raised her hand and sorted out the broken hair that blocked Wen Qiong's forehead.

Wen Qiong raised her head, and a bruise was revealed. Shang Jing was stunned. Wen Qiong reacted and hurriedly went to pull her hair, but Shang Jing blocked her hand, "How did you get hurt?" ”

"Mom, this ......" Wen Qiong just opened her mouth, Shang Jing exclaimed again, "The corners of your mouth are also injured, who hit you?" ”

"No one hit me, I touched it myself." Wen Qiong brushed her hair and pulled Shang Jing to the chair, "Mom, I'm fine." ”

Shang Jing was silent for a moment and asked, "Are you always bullied at school?" ”

Wen Qiong was shocked and immediately denied, "Of course not, the classmates in the class are all very good!" ”

Shang Jing leaned over and hugged Wen Qiong, choked up, "I'm sorry, I didn't protect you well." ”

In fact, Wen Qiong was bullied before, she knew it, but she was too busy to take care of herself, and when she saw her daughter coming back in embarrassment, she could only paralyze herself and tell herself that Wen Qiong was better at school than at home.

The weather is getting colder, and it is warm for the mother and daughter to sleep in a quilt.

Wen Qiong woke up in the morning, wrapped tightly, she washed up and went downstairs, Shang Jing had already made breakfast.

The cake shop was about to open at six o'clock, Aunt Liu was busy going in and out, and when she saw Wen Qiong, she smiled and instructed: "It's cold today, wear more." ”

Wen Qiong smiled and nodded, and helped Aunt Liu carry the tray. Aunt Liu gently patted her hand away, "Go and have breakfast." ”

"Okay." Wen Qiong answered and sat down to eat. The porridge is made with preserved eggs and lean meat, which is rich in flavor.

It was gray outside, there was not a ray of sunshine, and it seemed that it was cloudy today. Shang Jing went upstairs and took a pair of gloves and put them on the table, "Wear gloves and save your frozen hands." ”

"Hmm." Wen Qiong continued to drink porridge and took a bite of the crispy baked cake.

The people who bought breakfast gradually came, some walked together in twos and threes, and some alone, in this early morning, walked quickly, hurriedly facing the day's life.

Wen Qiong finished drinking porridge, took gloves and went out, there was no bicycle today, she could only walk to the bus stop. There were a lot of people on the bus, so she followed the queue and slowly squeezed into the bus. The car started and drove in the direction of the school.

A bicycle was not far away, and the bus left only after it left.

The bus was full of students and office workers, Wen Qiong leaned against the back door, waited for the bus to stop, and got off in a hurry.

She arrived early, not many day students except for boarders, and she walked to the carport to see her bicycle wrapped in chains. She was the only one locked car in the whole carport, alone. She took a plier from her bag and clamped the heavy chain, the pliers were not big enough, and she wanted to slowly grind out the notch so that the chain would break. Gradually, some classmates came, and when they came to park their bicycles, they would look at her, some came forward to ask a few words, and some walked away without squinting.

Beads of sweat oozed from Wen Qiong's forehead, and she gradually became anxious when she saw that the progress was slow.

Meng Ling held a fritter in his mouth, and walked past the carport, and then he quickly retreated, only then did he see Wen Qiong who was squatting on the ground and struggling. He wanted to say hello, but he opened his mouth but didn't shout, he rolled his eyes, stuffed the fritters into his mouth, and then ran towards the school building.

Meng Ling hurriedly went upstairs, and at a glance, he saw Xiu Qingyan walking into the back door with his schoolbag on his shoulder, so he hurriedly stopped him, "Brother Yan, what do you guess Wen Qiong is doing now?" ”

Xiu Qingyan stopped and looked at him faintly, "Said." ”

Meng Ling spread her hands and said with a wicked smile: "She doesn't know who she offended, the bicycle was locked, and such a thick chain was wrapped around the bicycle, tsk, she was trying to pick the lock." ”

Xiu Qingyan's face sank, and he raised his head sharply and looked at the class. "Take it." He threw the schoolbag into Meng Ling's arms, strode into the classroom, grabbed Qin Wan's arm, and dragged her up.

Qin Wan's face turned pale instantly. Xiu Qing didn't pity her, and coldly lifted her out of her seat.

Qin Wan began to struggle, "What are you doing?" Xiu Qingyan, you let go of me! ”

Xiu Qingyan dragged her all the way out of the classroom and downstairs.