When Jiang Han opened her eyes and found herself lying in a strange lounge, she wanted to sit up in shock, but the pain in her lower abdomen made her powerless and could only continue to lie down. She looked at the lounge in front of her, there was only one hanger and the small bed she was lying in, and there was no other furniture.

There is a calligraphy brush hanging on the wall, and the four big characters of the people first exude a strong taste of old cadres.

The door was pushed open, and the person who came in was Huo Xiu, and Jiang Han's heart tightened.

Huo Xiu was afraid that she would be excited and angry when she saw her, so she hurriedly opened her mouth to explain her existence: "The people here originally called your parents, and your parents asked your senior brother to come, but your senior brother couldn't come because of something, so he called me." ”

Jiang Han nodded, indicating that she was clear, and at the same time thought that this time her mother was finally at peace, and she did not pass on the news of her being bullied by Huo Xiu to her senior brother again.

The atmosphere fell silent for a while.

Jiang Han curled up on the bed with his stomach in his arms, so painful that he didn't want to speak.

Huo Xiu looked at her on the bed, was silent for a few seconds and withdrew, and then turned back again, only this time there was an extra white hot towel in his hand: "Put it on?" ”

"Bring me a hot water bottle, what are you doing with a towel, it's not a fever." Jiang Han's pain became unusually calm and quiet.

She quietly looked at the man in front of her, not the excitement and anger of that day, but the calm after enlightenment. He's still fine, but maybe not a good fit. In fact, he can't be blamed, after thinking about it carefully, it's good that he didn't confess to her immediately, after all, she said before that she couldn't accept being a stepmother, does it mean that he is also worried about her emotions if he has this concealment and hesitation?

As for Liang Xiaotong, Jiang Han believes that Huo Xiu has nothing to do with her, at least at this moment.

He is not a person who can play with feelings, but what is the relationship between those two, Jiang Han doesn't have the strength to ask now.

Huo Xiu withdrew again, this time it took a bit of a long time to come back, and when he pushed the door in, Jiang Han noticed that he was gasping for breath, holding a new cluster of hot water bottles that even had a smell of glue in his hand, and knew that he should have run far away to buy it.

"Thank you." Jiang Han took it and put it on her lower abdomen, and the warm temperature passed to her stomach through the hot water bottle, and after covering it for a few minutes, she was not so uncomfortable.

"Jiang Han, I didn't play with you." Huo Xiu stood beside the bed, looking at the girl who was about to explode and wanted to cut him, and now he was able to face him so calmly, this calm made him very uneasy.

Jiang Han turned over, faced the wall, and left his back to Huo Xiu.

Huo Xiu was silent and didn't say much: "I'm just outside, just call me if you have something." ”

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Jiang Han left at seven o'clock in the evening, and didn't tell Huo Xiu when she left, because Huo Xiu happened to be out of position when she went out, some people said that Huo Xiu was smoking outside the balcony, Jiang Han didn't bother to look for him, handed the hot water bottle and a hundred yuan to the man and asked him to transfer it to Huo Xiu. So he got into the dilapidated van that chartered the return trip and returned to the newspaper office bumpy, and the van brother muttered along the way that he knew that he would wait for her to charge a little more early.

Jiang Han was annoyed by the noise, took out two sheets from his wallet and handed them to Grandpa Mao, so that the little brother in the van didn't speak. She sat in the car and looked out the window at the night scene that turned into a beam of light because of the rapid progress of the car, admiring that she could have such a calm, did she get old, thinking that she could be indignant for a week when she was cheated of ten yuan when she was young.

When she returned to the newspaper office, the mobile phone entered an unfamiliar call, and Jiang Han frowned slightly after listening to it.