When he went back that day, Lin Qingqing already knew all the stories about Enron. She lay on the bed, with a lot of emotion in her heart.

In the darkness of the night, she reached out and stroked her face. This face is so similar to Enron that even she herself was startled when she saw the photo. It turns out that there are really two people who are so similar in this world, living the slightest difference in the same time and space.

She didn't know whether to envy An Ran for having two such good friends, or to sigh for her departure. No one was intentional in the car accident back then, but they were all original sin.

On the way to find Sioux City again, An Ran and Xu Yanran were hit by an oncoming car. But the person who almost died in place at that time was Xu Yanran, and An Ran just pushed her away at a critical moment.

When mentioning this period of the past, Xu Yanran couldn't help but have red eyes. She said that she couldn't forget the appearance of An Ran lying on it with all blood, and she couldn't forget the smile she squeezed out at her before An Ran left.

It may be that the story itself is depressing, so after hearing this story, Lin Qingqing's mood became inexplicably low.

Just as she was looking at the ceiling and thinking about these things in the nightly package, the door to her room suddenly rang. "Who?" She asked, sitting up.

"Me." Ou Yuanlan's voice came, he has always been a person who can say a word and will never waste his tongue again.

Lin Qingqing hurriedly turned on the light, put on a coat and ran over to open the door. "You're back!" She said pretending to be relaxed.

Maybe she was too anxious to get up from bed just now, and she already had a cold, so she felt very dizzy now. Then, one sat down unsteadily on the bed.

It's a shame that she had just walked to the bedside, otherwise she would have been on the ground by now. Lin Qingqing sighed in his heart, and then frowned and held his forehead.

Ou Yuanlan looked at her movements, and couldn't help frowning. "Uncomfortable?" There was a hint of concern in his tone.

He thought that he would be able to have dinner with Lin Qingqing when he came back tonight, so he specially scheduled all the meetings today until he left work early tomorrow. But when he got home, his aunt told him that the man had rested on his own.

After hesitating at the door for a while, Ou Yuanlan, who was not at ease, decided to come in and have a look. No matter what happened, he had to see Lin Qingqing to feel at ease.

"A little dizzy." Lin Qingqing replied truthfully.

Seeing her little face wrinkled together, Ou Yuanlan also became uncomfortable. "I shouldn't have let you out today." He said angrily, then got up and walked out the door.

Lin Qingqing originally wanted to say something to explain, but seeing that Ou Yuanlan had already gone out, he had no choice but to give up. She shook her head, trying to sober herself up.

When Ou Yuanlan came in again, he had an extra cup of hot water and a few boxes of medicine in his hand. Since Lin Qingqing moved over, he rarely took medicine to see a doctor before, and now he has almost all the medicines.

"Eat." He broke out the pill and put it in the palm of his hand, and then handed it to Lin Qingqing along with the hot water.

Looking at the pill in Ou Yuanlan's hand, Lin Qingqing didn't feel bitter at all, she only felt sweet. Reaching out to take the pill and hot water, when his fingers touched Ou Yuanlan's palm, a warm current immediately spread from his fingertips throughout his body, which seemed to be more useful than any panacea.

She obediently fed the pill into her mouth, then took a large gulp of water and drank it. "Ou Yuanlan, I really like you." She said suddenly, her little face turned red, and her eyes were a little misty.

Ou Yuanlan, who sensed that something was wrong, stood up and walked to Lin Qingqing's side, put his hand on her forehead and felt it, and he immediately found that this girl had a fever again.

Maybe he really shouldn't have let Lin Qingqing go out today, Ou Yuanlan regrets it very much now. He looked coldly at the person who was looking at him sneering at the moment, and probably guessed in his heart that she should not know what she was doing at this time.

It seems that he has to trouble the doctor again, Ou Yuanlan thought helplessly. In the past, it was almost useless for him to hire a personal doctor, but in recent months, this personal doctor has made the most of his use.

It didn't take long for Lin Qingqing to hang up the infusion bottle. She lay on the bed and had slept peacefully. Looking at her quiet face, it is always easy to think of the quiet years.

Ou Yuanlan stretched out his hand again to probe Lin Qingqing's forehead, and his body temperature finally returned to normal at this moment, and he was no longer as hot as just now. He looked at the woman with pity in his eyes.

This woman liked him so much, how could he let her down? Ou Yuanlan gently stroked her smooth little face, and resolutely decided in his heart to take Lin Qingqing to remarry tomorrow.

Since marriage is a matter of time, let's take this girl to register quickly. For Ou Yuanlan, only by turning me into us can he feel at ease. A man's possessiveness is far stronger than a woman's, especially when there are others around him.

When he woke up the next day, Lin Qingqing wanted to pull his hand out of the quilt, but he felt that his hand was very sore. Endured the pain and took it out of the quilt to see that there was still an infusion patch on the back of the hand, and when I uncovered it, I saw that there was an infusion needle hole on the back of the hand that was already a little bruised.

She frowned, having no memory of what had happened the night before. Could it be that she accompanied Xu Yanran in the hospital for an infusion yesterday? But if she thinks about it, she doesn't seem to have this paragraph in her memory.

Confused, she lifted the quilt and put on her slippers, then went into the bathroom to wash. It's really cold in the winter morning, but fortunately there is heating to resist it, Lin Qingqing sighed while washing his face.

When she finished cleaning up and was about to go out for breakfast, she found Ou Yuanlan standing at her door. "Are you done?" He didn't wear a formal suit today, just a khaki cashmere sweater with a pair of cropped slacks.

Lin Qingqing didn't quite understand what the situation was at this time, she nodded a little confused. "You haven't gone to work yet?" It's ten o'clock now, and it's impossible to be at home at this time.

"It's not done yet." Ou Yuanlan replied nonchalantly. "I asked my aunt to prepare your clothes for you today, put them in the living room, and you can take them and change them." After saying that, he went to the restaurant on his own.

The development of things seems to be getting more and more weird, Lin Qingqing looked at Ou Yuanlan's back, and always felt that this person was unspeakably awkward today. And she already has a lot of clothes in her closet, why does this person have to prepare it for it.

After changing into Ou Yuanlan's so-called prepared clothes, Lin Qingqing finally understood. She is also wearing a khaki cashmere sweater, and the style design is exactly the same as Ou Yuanlan's body. The lower body is also a pair of black slacks, but much shorter than the man.