About half a month later, Xiao Lianshan's injuries are almost healed, I can walk alone, my head is not hurting, those vague memories slowly fade in my mind, these days it has been Yue Qianling taking care of us, Qin Yishou almost didn't talk to me, most of the time sat alone at the door smoking, several times in the middle of the night I could smell the strong smell of alcohol. I know Qin Yishou's habits better than anyone else, and he only does this when he has something in his heart