After a long while, Su Zhinian looked away, looked at the road ahead, and was not too troublesome at all, and answered her questions one by one: "I've been to the hospital, I've had injections for three days, and I've taken medicine." ”

After a pause, Su Zhinian added: "It's almost good now." ”

"That's good." Song Qingchun adjusted his sitting posture: "There should be no food at home, right?" Let's go back to the supermarket. ”

"Okay." Su Zhinian has no opinion.

Song Qingchun was silent for a moment, and then said, "If you are sick, you can eat something light at night, right?" ”

Su Zhinian replied with the word "good".

Song Qingchun didn't speak again, tilted his head and looked out the window, and studied what to eat at night with a serious face.

At the red light in front of him, the car stopped, Su Zhinian turned his head and stared at Song Qingchun quietly through the rearview mirror.

Once upon a time, when she was cooking, she no longer did what he said, but had her own thoughts and decisions? And this idea and decision is still for his sake.

The red light turned green, Su Zhinian retracted his gaze, started the car, and continued to move forward, his gaze staring at the road in front of him was like water, turning the background color of magnificent warmth. Witch Song

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Everything is the hardest thing to go from zero to one.

Song Qingchun had the idea of troublesome Su for the first time, and he had the second time.

Song Qingchun arrived at Su Zhinian's villa in the fourth year of junior high school, and he never went out, Su Zhinian probably didn't recover from a cold, and it happened that he was recuperating at home every day.

On the seventh day of the first lunar month, it was the day when she officially went to work after the Spring Festival, and Song Qingchun had the lesson of Chinese New Year's Eve, where to dare to take the subway or take a taxi alone, so on the night of the sixth day of the first lunar month, she thought of trouble Su Zhinian again.

Like last time, Song Qingchun asked Su Zhinian for help this time, and he still agreed without hesitation, but this time, Song Qingchun told Su Zhinian about the causes and consequences of being hunted down and killed inexplicably.

Su Zhinian knew these things earlier than her, but when she said it, he still stopped all the work at hand and listened more seriously than any meeting.

On the morning of the eighth day of the new year, Su Zhinian didn't let the driver pick him up, and personally drove Song Qingchun out of the house.

When she was about to arrive at the door of Song Qingchun's company, the girl became distracted frequently, as if she was distressed about something.

Su Zhinian took advantage of the time to wait for the red light, and inadvertently leaned his arm towards Song Qingchun's side, and then he read the thoughts in her heart, and knew that she was embarrassed about the third time to trouble him, that is, she wanted him to pick her up at night, but she felt embarrassed, and even her little brain began to wonder if she should find a strong 24-hour personal male bodyguard......

Male Bodyguard ...... When Su Zhinian read these three words, his expression did not move, but his eyelids jumped.

The car stopped steadily downstairs in T's company, Song Qingchun slowly packed his bag, and before getting out of the car, he asked him for help several times, but when it came to his mouth, he changed: "That, thank you...... Do you drive slowly...... Bye-bye, I'll get out of the car first...... Goodbye......"

Song Qingchun finally pushed the car door and got out of the car, before closing the car door, she looked at Su Zhinian and stopped talking again, then shook her hand, and said again: "Goodbye." ”