Zhuang Xiaoxian asked about the current situation of He Wet Clothes again, and talked for a while. The old Chinese medicine doctor came out of the inner room. The words are very subtle, in the end, and the kind of prescriptions prescribed by the doctors who came before.

After guarding He Xinwan and drinking the medicine that was served, He Shiyi stayed behind to accompany He Xinwan for a meal. When I stepped out of the Yaci Residence, it was getting late.

Back in Huanyuan, Qingqian really hadn't come back yet, He Shiyi got in the car and went to pick him up on the road as usual.

In the distance, I saw a small figure, swaying slowly on the artificially repaired asphalt road. The maid Xiaoxi followed behind, but I was afraid that Xiaoxi was also worried about Qingqian's safety, so he came out early to greet him.

Qing Qian looked at He Shiyi's car and drove over from a distance and stopped in front of him. didn't speak, he opened the car door and sat down, and didn't talk to He Shiyi next to him. Xiaoxi and the driver both sensed that something was wrong with the two, and they held their breath.

It was quiet in the car, and Qing Qian casually took out the lesson plan in the bag to look through it.

The appearance of reading a book quietly is very quiet and focused, with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes. He Shiyi sat quietly next to him, his eyes staring at Qing Qian for a moment.

The light and light skimmed, his heart was angry, his face was like fire, and he couldn't help but break a sentence; "No face and no skin."

There was a driver and Konishi in front of the car, and Qing shallow didn't dare to make a loud noise, but only two people could hear the sound.

"Well, what do you say?" He Shiyi didn't seem to hear what Qing Qian was saying.

"Nothing." Qing Qian sat precariously, thinking back to the sentence just now, it seemed to have some flirtatious interest. The tone of his voice stiffened a little.

"Still angry." He wet's voice was warm. He was also holding a book in his hand, and his slender fingers inadvertently swiped across the paper, which was indescribably soothing and powerful.

"Nope." Obviously, since last night, my heart seems to be blocked with depression. But the shallowness is not visible on the face, and the mouth is hard.

"Really?" He Shiyi was not in a hurry, and still had a faint smile. Reach over and hold Qingqian's hand holding the lesson plan.

The lesson plan was already extremely thin, and the corner of the lesson plan had already been wrinkled and deformed.

Qingqian saw the appearance of the lesson plan, and he was annoyed and ashamed in his heart, but He Shiyi's eyes, and Xiaoxi in front of him, really had nowhere to attack, so he turned his face. The strength of the hand is to break free from the hand of He wet clothes.

After a few efforts, he couldn't break free, and suddenly felt a grievance in his heart, and unconsciously, his eyes turned red.

The person in front of him is sometimes close to him, sometimes far away. However, it is always excellent to be on oneself. She knew in her heart that he didn't think about Qi Ya like that, but she still felt extremely uncomfortable in the rung.

He looked at himself like that, neither annoyed nor rhetorical, and the most tormenting of all.

It's as if he is an unreasonable child in his eyes.

He Shiyi didn't say anything, only tugged on his shallow hand tightly. Qingshan couldn't break free, so he gave up. Outside the car window, the spring scenery is becoming more and more apparent, and the new greenery of the mountains is attached to the greenery. Qing Qian only had no intention of looking.

The car was moving on the mountain road, and the wheels ran over it, rolling up the fallen flowers on the mountain road. The lighter ones flew to the car window, and the intoxicating scent of flowers in the wind came to their nostrils. Qingqian casually stretched out his hand to catch those petals, but he couldn't catch them. He Shiyi stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful at random, and when he took it back, he already had an extra handful of petals in his hand.

He stretched the petals in front of Qing Qian: "Give." ”

It is not easy to grasp the petals in the car dealership. There was already a faint amount of flower juice in the palm of He Shiyi's hand.

The red juice dripping into the palm of his hand looked like the color of blood. Qing Qian looked at it and felt a shock in his heart. blurted out: "Don't." As soon as the words came out, I regretted it very much.

He Shiyi only smiled slightly, but he was not annoyed, let go of the hand holding the shallow hand, and carefully smoothed the flowers and petals of the palm, flattened them, and carefully sandwiched them into the shallow lesson plan.

He Shiyi took the initiative to let go of his hand, and Qingqian actually felt a burst of loss. There was no movement here for a long time, and Qing Qian finally couldn't help but glance at it, and looked at He Shiyi's eyes when he raised his head.

"What do you want to eat at night?" After doing all this, He Shiyi went to shake the hand that was placed on his knee again.

"Well, let's eat hot pot!" The weather was still a little cold, Qingqian was slightly stunned, but he also buried his head in serious thought for a while, and looked up at He Shiyi.

"Okay." He smiled wetly.

Originally, she was waiting for her to draw a conclusion, and her face with shallow lips and red teeth raised in front of He Shiyi's eyes without warning. His eyes were as clear as a lake. He Shiyi looked at the drivers Lao Chen and Xiaoxi in front of him, and the two were looking at the road conditions intently. He Shiyi quickly pecked at the raised face: "Don't be angry." ”

Qing's shallow face had already burned through, and he didn't dare to reprimand anything loudly, so he just glared at He Shiyi fiercely.

He Shiyi was already sitting in a serious position, with a light smile on his face.

The twilight is gorgeous, and in the evening, I find that the circle is more and more good. The breeze is gentle, and when you open the window, you can see the mountains from far and near, as if you are far away from the hustle and bustle of the world.

Qing Qian stood by the window of the study, slightly stunned for a while.

Since the two met, they have rarely had awkward troubles, and this time they came suddenly, and they went inexplicably. He didn't say a word of explanation, but Qing Qian felt that he should be forgiven. Or maybe you can't even forgive, as if you're making trouble all awkward. Thinking of this, he was a little annoyed and a little unwilling, and he couldn't help but laugh lightly.

"What are you thinking? He wet clothes have already walked into the study at some point.

"It's nothing, I want to help students find some information" Qing Qian turned around, saw that it was him, and smiled slightly.

"Doesn't the school have a library?" He was stunned.

"The school books are as complete as here. In fact, you won't read these books of poetry, and you will put them in vain, which is really a waste. Qing Qian turned his head to look for books on the shelves in the study, and brushed his fingertips over the spine of several original poetry manuscript anthologies with a burst of pity.

"Maybe my mother likes it! I heard Aunt Zhuang say that my mother used to live there for a while. He wetclothes guessed.

"Oh." No wonder there are so many of these books in the study.

"By the way, is my aunt better?" Qingqian also knew He Xinwan's condition, but she was bothered by other things all the time and rarely cared about it.

"Fortunately, I went there today, and my mother said that I would like you to have time to come and sit." He Shiyi paid attention to the light look.

"Well, I'll talk about it when I have time." Qing Qian really lowered his head and turned the pages of the book in his hand in a trance.

"I'll have time next week, so we'll go over together." Although she knew that she was worried about her father, He Shiyi had another plan in her heart. The decision was made without discussion.

"But, next week, school ......"

"I'll answer the phone." Before he finished speaking, Wu Wu knocked on the door outside the house and made a gesture to He Shiyi to answer the phone.

After He Shiyi went downstairs, Qing Qian sat in the room for a while, and then walked out of the door. When I came out, I felt a slight sigh of relief. The study was at the end of the second floor, and Qing Qian slowly paced along the carpet in the corridor, and his long shadow was under the light. The carpet in the hallway has not been changed, it is thick and scarlet, and there is no sense of support when stepping on it. It's like my current mood, vain and uncertain.

It must be a matter of time before he goes to see Luo Rongkai, if he wants to be with He Shiyi.

It's just that my heart is still resisting!

He Shiyi came back after answering the phone, and Qingqian was no longer in the study.