When Qi Youmian left, Wen Jiulan stuffed a book of freshly completed notes on chemical knowledge points.

She looked at the boy who was holding the security door with one hand and revealing that handsome face, and was a little worried, "Is it really okay for you to be home alone?" ”

Wen Jiulan nodded with a faint smile in her eyebrows, "I'm much better with Youmian to take care of me." Don't worry, I can take care of myself. ”

The little girl wrinkled the tip of her nose, "I can't believe you anymore." ”

Wen Jiulan smiled and raised her hand in surrender, "Okay, this time it was an accident, forgive me." ”

Qi Youmian walked a few steps down the stairs, looked back at him, and said with great anxiety, "If the temperature rises repeatedly, you must remember to call me, you know?"

…… Forget it, you take your temperature every hour and take a picture and send it to me. ”

"Okay." Wen Jiulan nodded in response.

"Let's go back and get some rest." Qi Youmian thought about it and made sure that he should have finished instructing, so he walked down with confidence.

Wen Jiulan originally wanted to send her out, but was stopped by Qi Youmian with a tense little face.

Wen Jiulan watched the little girl's figure disappear into the corridor, and then turned back to the balcony.

After Qi Youmian walked out of the corridor door, he subconsciously looked upstairs.

Wen Jiulan stretched out her hand and waved downstairs.

I heard the little girl's pretended fierce voice coming from downstairs, "What's the wind, hurry up and give me a rest!" ”

Wen Jiulan was very obedient and obediently left the balcony.

But he was not completely obedient, but took the key and walked lightly.

Let such a beautiful little girl walk alone through the messy place of the urban village? Wen Jiulan would do this if she was crazy.

He deliberately controlled, and his footsteps were inaudible, like a big cat with oily and slippery fur, quietly following behind Qi Youmian.

With the help of the chaotic obstruction on the road in the urban village, he followed Qi Youmian all the way to the side of the road, watched Qi Youmian get into the taxi, and then walked back with confidence.

After the little girl was out of sight, the faint smile that was originally hanging on her face had completely disappeared, and Wen Jiulan frowned and walked home without squinting.

When he passed by a group of big sisters and aunts who gathered together to eat melon seeds, a voice suddenly stopped him.

"Eh, Wen Jiulan, is there a little Nier coming to you in the morning?"

Wen Jiulan's footsteps paused, and he turned his head to look.

An eldest sister in a loose floral nightdress looked at him with a smile, and gestured to the sisters around her, "I really didn't tease you, I don't believe what you heard Jiulan say, I really showed the way to that little girl...... Oh, it's pretty, more beautiful than the stars on TV! That back, at first glance, is a person who learns to dance, and a Nier in my class's class is that kind of figure! ”

"It's so beautiful, can it be more beautiful than the stars on TV?" Some people don't believe it, and they have to say more, "Jiulan, if you give me a Nier's contact information, that stinky boy in my family will say that he wants to find a daughter-in-law like a star." ”

The big sisters and aunts sitting around laughed.

But I heard a deep voice sound, like an ice fountain dingdong, the voice was extremely good, but it was also extremely cold, "It's more appropriate to let your son not be delusional." ”

The man was stunned for a moment, and then immediately became annoyed, "You kid, how do you speak?" ”

Wen Jiulan looked at her directly, the corners of her lips hooked slightly, and she sneered, "Why, to tell the truth, with your son's grades that can't even pass the college entrance exam, and his weight is bigger than the overall grade, how dare you talk about such a foolish dream?" ”

was named for her son's shortcomings, the eldest sister couldn't help it, threw the melon seed shell in her hand to the ground, stood up and pointed at Wen Jiulan and scolded, "How do you speak?" Sure enough, there is a mother and no mother, he is a rag, and we are polite to you to let you live here as a psychopath, and now you dare to ...... like this"

Wen Jiulan remained silent, but laughed lightly, "Do you still want to do it?" Be careful, it's not illegal to kill people with a nervous disorder. ”

His eyes were full of malice, his bright red lips were hooked, and his slightly hoarse voice after a high fever spoke unhurriedly.

Those who have lived here for a long time have witnessed the scene of Wen Jiulan's mother's suicide. At this time, looking at Wen Jiulan, who was standing in place and smiling, he seemed to see the pale and smiling face lying in the blood water of the bathtub in a trance, just as beautiful.

The eldest sisters were all timid, and the man bluffed and scolded a few more words, and was finally persuaded by the good sisters around him to leave.

"What do you care about with him, it's a psychopath......"

"Okay, if you want me to say that you are too careless in your words, stay away from him, be careful when you ......"

Wen Jiulan's eyebrows did not move, and she continued to walk home.

The tip of the tongue licks lazily over the tip of the tooth, bringing a slight tingling sensation.

Neurotic, mother-in-law, disaster-star, orphan, pitiful......

These are the words he has heard since he was a child, and he has always heard death.

Wen Qiu was lying on the bed in the sanatorium by his angry stroke, his eyes were round and angry, and when he could only make a broken breath sound in his throat, he was also stubbornly scolding with his mouth.

When the so-called Mrs. Wen and her dear son were kicked out of the Wen family, they also scolded like Wen Qiu, and knelt down crying and begging him to raise his noble hand and leave a little money for them.

The phone on the coffee table buzzed and vibrate, breaking the silence of the room.

Wen Jiulan lowered her eyes and looked.

I'm home! Remember to send me your temperature on time, and if you are sick, rest well, and don't think about studying.

When I went to the vegetable market, I bought you fried buns on the corner of the street and put them in the refrigerator, and you took them out at night and ate them hot, so you don't have to cook by yourself~

Wen Jiulan got up and walked to the kitchen, and after opening the refrigerator, she saw several fried buns packed in plastic bags.

The originally empty refrigerator was also filled with fresh vegetables, Qi Youmian didn't know when to buy it, and even a few bottles of drinks were placed on the refrigerator door.

There is a post-it note on the door of the crisper with a round, cute font on it.

"Why don't you have vegetables in the refrigerator, you have to eat well on the weekend, fill it up for you, and eat more vegetables when you are sick!"

The sticky note on the bottle reads, "It's OK to drink, but it's not recent, wait until you're better!" ”

also followed a small stick figure expression of milk fierceness.

Wen Jiulan smiled silently, her eyes were soft, and she could imagine the cute appearance of the little girl writing words one by one and carefully pasting them.

He raised his eyes and swept around the room, and in the small room, only a goose-yellow figure was missing, as if all color had been lost.

- Too narrow.

This thought suddenly appeared in Wen Jiulan's heart.

This home is too small.

He wanted the little girl to come with large, bright floor-to-ceiling windows, warm colors, and a kitchen spacious enough to bake desserts.

and a safe, clean road that you can walk on with peace of mind.

- Then let's change the house.