That strange feeling made me a little baffled.

But the throbbing in my heart is extraordinarily clear.

Do I really like this girl a little bit?

It's impossible, Su Qingya and I have only known each other for a short time, it is impossible that there will be some strange feelings in my heart in such a short period of time, right?

Damn, it's all Liu Zimo's nonsense, otherwise, I wouldn't have this kind of messy thoughts in my heart.

"Hey, crazy brother, are you here?" At this time, Xiaobao woke up, rubbed his eyes, saw me, and asked.

Obviously, I didn't do anything bad, but now I feel like I've been found out about doing something bad, my eyes swooped back, and I smiled dryly: "Well, the matter is temporarily dealt with, and I'll come back, can you sleep for a while?"

Xiaobao and I are the same, we haven't had a good rest for so long, and the tiredness on our bodies is unbearable.

"I'm fine, I just squinted a little bit, but crazy brother, you have to take a good rest, look at your eyes, they are red, you won't be able to hold it if you go on like this." Xiaobao said.

Then he found Wang He next to him, and the appearance on his face suddenly looked very strange: "Hey, crazy brother, when did you have a daughter, I don't know if you hide it deep enough."

My day, why are you all so virtuous?

Although I know that I am not too young now, I don't need to see a little girl and say that it is my daughter, right?

Rolled his eyes angrily: "This is Wang Shan's daughter, who was abused by Wang Shan's mother-in-law at home, so I brought it here temporarily."

"Okay, I'll squint for a while, the little girl has a sketchpad to play with, you can take care of it a little, just don't let her run around." I said.

Then lying next to Su Qingya's hospital bed, he squinted his eyes.

There is Xiaobao guarding here, and I am also relieved.

Xiaobao, this guy, although he usually looks a little jumpy, is definitely a reliable guy himself.

As for Wang He, the little girl, she just stood quietly next to me, holding a drawing board in her hand, scribbling on it.

I don't know how long it was, but a person patted me twice on the shoulder, and the whole person opened his eyes instantly.

The reaction on my body looked like a beast, and that kind of appearance startled Xiaobao behind me who woke me up.

"What, it's you." I yawned, and my tense body slackened.

"Isn't that me, who do you think, my God, the way you looked just now is really scary." Xiaobao has palpitations.

Then he threw a boxed lunch: "Eat, it's night, it's time to fill your stomach."

It's true that I didn't eat at noon, but because I was too sleepy, I didn't feel the hunger in my stomach, so I slept straight to the present.

I opened the lunch box and pulled it in my mouth.

Then he glanced at Su Qingya, Su Qingya hadn't woken up yet, but her face looked more and more normal.

and Wang He next to her, the little girl sat on a small chair very well-behaved, holding a piece of soft bread and milk in her hand.

"This girl is very clingy to you, I tease her in the afternoon, and she doesn't care about me." Xiaobao said.

I smiled wryly, and I knew in my heart that this little girl was full of distrust and fear of human beings because she was abused by her own mother.

I'm the one who brought her out of that fear, so the little girl subconsciously trusts me in her heart.

Even when I was eating, those eyes were staring straight at me.

"Does your wrist still hurt?" I asked.

The little girl shook her head: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"That's good, eat more, if you don't have enough to eat, let this guy buy it for you again." Pointing at Xiaobao, I said, "Also, this guy is a good person, and he is a policeman like his uncle, so don't be afraid of him."

Xiao Nizi looked at Xiaobao with some suspicion, and Xiaobao suddenly straightened up and made the appearance that I am a good person.

But the effect didn't seem to be very good, the little girl just retracted her gaze noncommittally, and didn't even say a word.

This situation made Xiaobao feel very discouraged.

"What are you doing in the afternoon?"

"Draw!"

"Drawing, can I let my uncle see your drawing?" I asked with a smile, trying to get as close as I could between me and the little girl.

The little girl tilted her head and thought about it for a moment, then picked up the picture book from the bedside and handed it to me.

I took the drawing book, and before I could read it, I praised it first: "Mmmm, not bad, good, good drawing...... Huh......"

Before I could finish speaking, my face suddenly changed, and the expression on my face became very weird.

Children's paintings, immature brushes.

It's not such a pretty picture, but this painting made my heart chuckle a little.

A cool breath almost involuntarily surged up under my feet.

What scared me was the content of the painting.

In Wang He's picture book, there is a big house, and there are three people in the house.

One of the small ones should be Wang He himself.

On the other side, it is a woman in a white dress, who should be Wang He's mother.

Looking at this appearance, Wang He seems to be painting according to his family.

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