Qiao Yue lay on the bed, looking at the snow-white ceiling.

Thinking of last night's together, Qiao Yue felt as unreal as a dream.

Was it her delusion? Qiao Yue felt that yesterday's Su Mingyuan was not like Su Mingyuan, although he still had a cold and indifferent attitude, she always felt that he was a little different yesterday.

After thinking about it for a long time, Qiao Yue didn't come up with a reason, so she simply got up and got out of bed.

After washing up, Qiao Yue took out her mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Gong Lele, asking her if she wanted to eat together at noon, and she wanted to tell her about Huayu by the way.

Qiao Yue was just about to put down her mobile phone, but Gong Lele's WeChat came back, saying that there was something at noon and she couldn't make an appointment.

Qiao Yue knew that Gong Lele did not come to Haishi for tourism, but because of work, so she didn't ask again, so she put down her phone, opened the door, and walked downstairs.

Aunt Liu has already come, she has already made breakfast and started cleaning.

Qiao Yue smiled and said hello to Aunt Liu, then walked to the dining table to eat breakfast, after breakfast, the sun was just right outside, she remembered the Jianlan that grew under the apple tree, and walked towards the garden.

It had just rained yesterday, so the air in the garden was still damp and the soil was damp, and the apple trees had already produced small green apples the size of eggs, which hung on the branches and were particularly cute.

Qiao Yue squatted down and looked at Cong Jianlan, with a smile on her face.

Fortunately, Jianlan's vitality is relatively tenacious, otherwise she would have died long ago if she was exposed to the light by Apple all the year round.

Qiao Yue stretched out her hand and pulled out a few weeds that had grown on the side, and suddenly, she found that a few leaves under Jianlan were yellow, probably caused by a lack of light for a long time.

Thinking of this, Qiao Yue stood up, walked to the tool room, found a small shovel, and then returned to the apple tree, intending to move a place for Jianlan so that it could shine in the sun.

Qiao Yue was in a vacant lot not far from the apple tree, next to the rose bush, and chose a nest for Jianlan again.

The soil after the rain was very soft, and Qiao Yue dug the pit with a shovel first, and then went over to carefully dig Jianlan out of the soil. This Jianlan seems to have grown here for a long time, and its roots are very deep, and Qiao Yue dug it for a long time before digging out the whole tree.

Qiao Yue planted the dug Jianlan from the pit dug in her heart, buried it with soil, and then sprinkled it with a little water, which was considered to be complete.

She plans to go to the flower shop to buy some fertilizer and nutrient soil when she gets off work another day, and take good care of this Jianlan.

Qiao Yue raised her hand, and just wanted to wipe the sweat off her forehead, she saw that her hands were covered with dark brown soil, she couldn't help but smile, if it was wiped on her face, she would definitely become a little flower cat.

She glanced at Jianlan and confirmed that it was correct before she got up and walked towards the house, intending to wash her hands.

As soon as Qiao Yue came in from the back door of the living room, she saw Su Mingyuan striding in from the outside, and Qiao Yue's steps to go to the bathroom subconsciously stopped.

Didn't he go out?

Qiao Yue subconsciously hid her hands sticking to the dirt behind her, her face a little embarrassed.

Su Mingyuan also saw Qiao Yue, and as soon as he wanted to turn around and go upstairs, he saw Qiao Yue's dirty hands, his eyebrows wrinkled unconsciously, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes.

"What's going on on your hands?" Su Mingyuan frowned.

If he read it right, the white, clean hands were now covered with wet brown dirt.

Qiao Yue immediately realized Su Mingyuan's eyes, and quickly explained: "Oh, I was just moving flowers. Qiao Yue moved her fingers a little helplessly as she spoke, her expression a little embarrassed.