A month later, Qiao Qingxian and Song Yazhi were both discharged from the hospital, and when the two sisters walked out of the hospital together, the expressions on their faces were as if the prisoners who had been squatting in prison for decades were just released from prison.

"Finally out of this cage." Qiao Qingxian stretched out his arms, wanting to cry without tears, and was grateful.

"Yes, my hard days have finally come to an end." Song Yazhi choked and nodded.

White clouds, fresh breeze, warm sun, green grass, flowers...... Qiao Qingxian was really about to cry, she could finally smell the smell except for alcohol, and finally see the color other than white.

"You two, have you sighed enough?" Rolling down the window, Song Yawen revealed that flat and handsome face.

"Shen Fengli didn't come?" Song Yazhi subconsciously took a step back and stared vigilantly at the car, as if to find something.

Song Yawen sighed helplessly, and rolled her eyes at her sister, "Don't worry, I didn't come, the Shen family can't leave if there is something temporary, otherwise do you think I am willing to come to pick up you two oil bottles?" This afternoon is enough time for me to soak in several girls. ”

"Dogs can't change their." Qiao Qingxian snorted twice, shook his head, straightened his bulging abdomen, and got into the car.

In the past few days of hospitalization, although Shen Fengli has taken care of her meticulously, it has really restricted her freedom.

Eating and drinking, sleeping, and everything, Qiao Qingxian truly felt Shen Fengli's unspeakable and terrifying side.

Shen Fengli was obviously not like this before......

"By the way, how is Tang Mingzhe? I have to thank him for that. Song Yazhi said suddenly.

"Him?" Song Yawen laughed, "It was originally because of him, what is there to be thankful for?" That's what he's supposed to do. ”

Song Yazhi frowned disapprovingly, "What do you say?" It's not wrong that people like to clear strings. ”

"If he's an ordinary person, he's right." Song Yawen said, "But he is a public figure, and many things that seem normal to us are taboo for him, no, in just one month, more than a dozen advertisements have been cut." ”

Qiao Qingxian, who was in the back seat, subconsciously asked: "...... his career?"

"That's right, a lot of announcements have stopped." Song Yawen answered, "Career, it's a big impact." ”

Qiao Qingxian knew how much Tang Mingzhe loved this profession, and now that her work has been affected so much, it is false to say that there is no fluctuation in her heart.

But Qiao Qingxian also knew that he couldn't do anything at all.

She and Tang Mingzhe can only be two passers-by now, and with the foreshadowing of the incident a month ago, the two can't have half of the intersection.

Song Yawen is right, many things that seem normal to ordinary people, Tang Mingzhe just can't do.

Perhaps, they don't even have to be friends now, they can only seal each other's memories of the past, and they will live for the rest of their lives.

......

After the Song family brothers and sisters sent Qiao Qingxian back to Qiao's house, Qiao Qingxian recuperated at home for a few days, and it happened that Shen Fengli didn't have a job that day, so Qiao Qingxian asked Song Yazhi to come to Qiao's house for dinner on a whim, which was regarded as a celebration of the two being discharged from the hospital together.

After receiving the invitation, Song Yazhi picked out clothes in front of the wardrobe for a long time, put on sweet makeup, and then went out satisfied.

When you go out for the first time after being discharged from the hospital, you must be energetic and red enough to get rid of the previous mold.

After picking up the car from the garage, Song Yazhi drove all the way to Qiao's house.

When passing by the commercial street halfway, Song Yazhi temporarily decided to bring a gift to Qiao Qingxian, so she walked inside for a while.

"Hello, please wrap this up for me."

"Hello, please take this bag."

The two voices sounded at the same time, and Song Yazhi looked at the man beside him in a daze, a tall man of more than one meter and eight, with an elegant face, and he looked like a gentleman who had been baptized by the European royal family when he raised his hands and feet.

Song Yazhi blushed.

"Ahem, please bring me a new one, thank you." Song Yazhi subconsciously tensed up and said to the counter lady.

"I'm sorry two, this is an independent design, only this one, you see it's ......"

Song Yazhi was stunned: "Huh? Only one? ”

Qiao Qingting swept over Song Yazhi's face quietly, smiled lightly, and said in a soft voice, "Give it to this young lady." ”

After speaking, Qiao Qingting turned around and left, leaving Song Yazhi alone in the wind.

Just gone? That's it!

Alas, it's a pity, it's rare that she met a handsome guy once.

Holding the gift wrapped by the teller, Song Yawen ran directly to Qiao's house this time and rang the doorbell at the last moment.

"Ouch, my sister Song, why are you so late? It's been five hours since I called you, right? Qiao Qingxian pulled Song Yazhi in, and kept counting on her lips.

Song Yazhi smiled and stepped forward with a slightly smug face, "Let's see, am I different today?" ”

Qiao Qingxian pretended to be serious and stared at it for a long time, and said in surprise: "Oops! How did my little Zhizhi become so beautiful? ”

"Okay, you don't pretend to be like it at all." Song Yazhi giggled, hugged Qiao Qingxian and walked in with a smile.

The two sat down on the sofa in the living room, and Song Yazhi took out the gift and handed it to Qiao Qingxian.

"Oh, I picked it for you, don't be too impressed."

"Sure enough, my little Zhizhi is the best!" Qiao Qingxian looked flattering and opened the box, "Wow, where did you buy it?" It's beautiful. ”

"No, it's just a random pick." Song Yazhi covered her mouth and smiled.

"My little Zhizhi really has a good eye, and she looks so good at any pick." Qiao Qingxian excitedly gave Song Yazhi a big hug.

As soon as Qiao Qingting came out of the room, he heard Qiao Qingxian shouting upstairs, and when he looked at it, he saw her bouncing around with a big belly, shaking her head and laughing helplessly.

"Qingxian, be careful." Qiao Qingting shouted downstairs.

"Got it, brother." The two began to talk in the air, "Brother, come down quickly, it's almost time to eat." ”

"Okay." Qiao Qingting doted.

Downstairs, Song Yazhi glanced around, but she didn't see Shen Fengli's figure.

"Where's Feng Li? Why didn't you see anyone? ”

Qiao Qingxian said: "He? In the kitchen, cooking. ”

Song Yazhi looked shocked, looked at Qiao Qingxian with wide eyes, and said in disbelief: "Shen Fengli? Cook? Seriously? ”

She has known Shen Fengli for so many years, but she really didn't know that Shen Fengli could cook!

Song Yazhi couldn't imagine Shen Fengli wearing a cute pink animal scarf and showing off his cooking skills in the kitchen.

Qiao Qingxian knew what she was thinking, and smiled a little embarrassedly.

"He learned it later."

Hearing this, Song Yazhi instantly understood, revealing a look of sudden realization.

"I understand, I understand." Song Yazhi squinted her eyes slightly and said with a smile: "Take care of your wife, I understand, I understand." ”