On the way back for Bai Weiwei, Ye Beichen came to pick her up.

The two went to the apartment building to pull their luggage and were about to walk out, when Bai Weiwei suddenly thought of something and clapped her hands.

"Oops!"

Ye Beichen, who was pulling the luggage in front, immediately turned his head and looked at her nervously, "What's wrong?" ”

"I forgot to ask the landlord for a deposit!!"

A deposit of 1500!

Ye Beichen, "......"

Saying that, Bai Weiwei was about to reach out and make a call.

As a result, he grabbed his wrist, "No need to fight." ”

"What's wrong?"

"This house is yours."

“……”

Bai Weiwei hadn't reacted from the logic in Ye Beichen's sentence yet.

The man had already picked up his luggage and turned off the lights, "Because this house was mine a few days ago." ”

Because it was his, he rented it to her, and then transferred it to her name.

I believe that the current ownership of this house is written on Bai Weiwei.

It wasn't until the car drove a distance that Bai Weiwei said blankly, "Beichen, this house is yours?" ”

"Hmm."

"You rented it to me?"

"Hmm."

"Why?"

Why is this, in fact, Bai Weiwei doesn't know what she is asking.

Why rent the form to her? Or something else.

He drove the car seriously, looking ahead seriously and carefully, "Because I know you're busy, and I don't want you to be so tired." ”

Hearing his words, she turned her head to look at him.

At this time, he looked ahead, his eyes focused and serious.

His delicate and good-looking side face suddenly inexplicably merged with the person in Bai Weiwei's mind.

There was once a very beautiful young man who looked ahead blankly.

It was also said softly in such a gentle voice.

"I know you're tired, and I don't want you to be that busy."

"No! I'm so happy to see you, and I don't say anything about being busy. ”

The teenager in my memory is gentle, tolerant, and can always tolerate her endless willfulness.

It's a pity......

He's gone.

……

At night, Ye Beichen pulled the quilt for Bai Weiwei, looked at her sleeping face, and got up and went to the top floor.

There were hospital gowns, wheelchairs, letters, and lots and lots of old-looking toys.

Although it is old and outdated, it is still very well preserved.

He stood there, his hands stroking the things, smiling at the corners of his mouth.

When he was a teenager, when the relationship between him and her was good enough that he wanted to see her every day, he couldn't say the specifics.

All he knew, when he realized he liked her.

He had already started waiting for her around 4 p.m. every day.

When a person does not see, his senses are enhanced.

He liked to listen to the brisk footsteps outside the hospital room around four o'clock.

Like her thinking he wouldn't hear and secretly open the door and come over with something she likes.

Sometimes it's a piece of cake, sometimes it's a bowl of vermicelli at the school gate, and sometimes it's a very ordinary barbecue at the school gate.

Sharing with him her favorite snack.

I also like her to share it, and she will tell him with a worried face, don't tell her parents, they don't let her eat those things on weekdays.

At that time, Bai Weiwei's language was particularly poor.

Unlike the average girl, she is very good at science.

As a result, when she was 15 years old when Bai Bin was hospitalized, he completed the language.

The composition is also read by him, and written by her.

As for the math, after learning that he was also very good, she lazily asked him to help with the problems.

This also caused her low-flying language to suddenly improve, but her math suddenly deteriorated.