Rong Guanshan believes in Buddhism, and every year on the occasion of the New Year, he will go to the temple for retreat, and the Rong family does not control the big and small things, and the brothers and sisters are also used to it.

It was Rong Huaijing and Qiao Yang who picked her up from the hospital, Xiao followed from the dead skin, and Xie was haunted by the shareholders' meeting at the end of the year.

During the day, there was still a green sun, and the snow began to melt, accumulating into large and small puddles.

Rong Qi and Qiao Yang stood together, talking about the horror of the past few days, she was wearing a bright red hand-embroidered cloak, and a circle of white fluff around the hood, delicate everywhere, pretty like a peach in three springs, and pure as a chrysanthemum in nine autumns.

This is Rong Qi in Shen Qingchi's eyes.

It was different from before, she was cold and cold, always with an invisible sense of distance.

Now like this, without powder, I forget the vulgarity.

Qiao Yang was standing in the other direction of Rongqi, and noticed that someone had been looking at this side, and turned his head to look over, but the person was gone.

"What's wrong?" Rong Qi asked her.

"I just saw that man looking at you all the time, is that someone you know?"

She also turned her head, only to see a back, very familiar.

"I'll go take a look."

Qiao Yang was not at ease, and pulled her: "I'll come with you."

I was really scared of her last time.

"It's okay, this is the hospital, and that person is someone I know." She smiled.

Qiao Yang didn't insist anymore and told her to be careful.

After returning to the ward, Leng Shuang asked him where he had gone.

Shen Qingchi didn't want to speak, so he fell on the bed, covered his face with the quilt, and covered it inside.

This kind of negative emotion rarely appears in him, in the days when Leng Shuang was in contact with him, Shen Qingchi was like a walking corpse living in this world, without desire, and the banquet for the team last night was also a miracle among miracles.

And now, it's like not getting what you want, giving up on yourself, not like complaining about others, but like complaining about yourself.

Seeing that he didn't want to speak, she put her things down: "Then you have a good rest, you don't have to rush out of the hospital these days, just take a few days off."

The person who is about to be wrapped in zongzi on the bed should still not be, and only now does he see the naivety that belongs to his age.

Leng Shuang went out and just wanted to close the door.

"Hello, is Shen Qingchi in this ward?"

The people in the ward froze, holding their breath and listening to the movement outside.

She turned, her tone unkind, "No, you're wrong, huh? Mentor?" She saw the appearance of the woman in front of her clearly, and her tone changed quickly.

Rong Qi gathered his cloak and nodded with a faint smile.

Leng Shuang reacted, Shen Qingchi's debut work was not taken by the person in front of him, the relationship is naturally familiar, and he is not hiding it: "He is in it, if you can, can you persuade him, Qingchi has not been in a good mood recently."

If you can, it would be better to have a second collaboration with this Rong Dao.

When the person on the bed heard this, he immediately got up, styled his hair with his hands and feet, and wanted to run to the bathroom to look in the mirror, but he didn't know if the complexion on his face would be okay today.

Rong Qi said okay, Leng Shuang got out of the way and opened the door for her, just when he saw someone who was in a bad mood, he stood seriously.

His eyes dodged, he cleared his throat and said to Rong Qi, "Why are you here?"

Leng Shuang didn't stay to disturb them, and consciously closed the door.

Rong Qi looked at him, he lost a lot of weight, but the stars in his eyes were still shining, and he didn't look like he was in a bad mood.

"I saw your back just now, and I wanted to see if it was you, but it turned out to be really you." Noticing his plaster hand, he raised his jaw: "What's the matter with your hand?"

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Chapter 117: Distance Free Reading.