There is nothing a big deal with ginger tea.

But here's the problem......

The owners of these two tickets don't seem to be very satisfied.

Si Zichen gave her these two tickets.

She can be said to be the owner of these two tickets, but she doesn't seem to be.

She smiled awkwardly.

For the first time, she felt that she was left and right (difficult).

Seeing Si Zichen standing in front of him, he looked at her angrily and aggrievedly, really like a dog.

Since the owner of this ticket does not agree, it must be immoral for her to do so.

She took a deep breath, just about to politely reject the scheming teenager next to her.

Before she could speak, Cheng interrupted her.

"It's okay, sister."

"It's okay, I'm not going to the concert."

With that, he thoughtfully let go of her hand and took a step away from her.

Si Zichen hugged his chest and snorted coldly.

It's kind of acquaintance.

He snorted, and the white of his eyes was about to roll to the sky.

Jiang Chacha just breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this matter was over.

Suddenly, a sickly teenager suddenly covered his heart beside her, and then began to cough violently.

Jiang Chacha was frightened, and immediately stepped forward to pat him on the back, "Classmate Cheng, are you okay?" ”

Cheng Ma's beautiful eyes were misty, and while coughing, he said fragile and intermittently, "Cough... I don't want to see my sister embarrassed... Ahem. ”

He coughed so badly that it made people feel as if he was going to go in the next second.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Jiang Chacha deeply felt that he was not human.

Her firm heart just now was shaken.

She held Cheng Ma, who was still coughing, and looked at Si Zichen, who had a black face all the time.

She asked weakly, "Can I give him this concert ticket?" ”

Si Zichen: ......

At this time, he suddenly received a phone call, and the phone said that the special car had stopped at the school gate and wanted to pick him up to shoot.

turned off the phone, Si Zichen's face was still very ugly.

He twisted his eyebrows, his eyes were piercing, the corners of his sharp mouth were pursed, and his body seemed to be full of the words "unwillingness".

But when he saw Jiang Cha Cha looking at him with such pleading eyes, his heart was also shaken.

Although I was very reluctant to give that little green tea.

But it was she who begged him.

So, Si Zichen agreed.

Before leaving, he glared at her aggrieved and viciously. "But—"

"You have to promise me one thing in the future."

Jiang Chacha also felt embarrassed in her heart, and it seemed that she was not human on both sides.

Seeing him ask for this, she didn't even think about it, so she agreed directly.

Cheng Mao covered his chest and watched Si Zichen walk by, glaring at him with an unknown meaning before leaving, and he lowered his eyes silently.

After Si Zichen left.

A slender, white hand appeared in front of his eyes.

She handed over a ticket to the concert.

"Here you go."

Jiang Cha Cha smiled at him.

In fact, he can break prejudice, and just now he made such an intimate move as her, just like a friend who doesn't talk about anything, and she is also very happy.

I always felt that he didn't seem to hate her so much.

As a result, not long after Si Zichen left, others turned their faces.

He glanced at the concert ticket she was holding, frowned, and looked away indifferently.

"I don't want it."

After saying that, turn around, and you are about to leave.

Ginger Tea Tea: ????

No, if you don't want to, what are you doing like that??

He must want it!

Why is the attitude so different from just now!

The second he turned around, Jiang Chacha stretched out his hand.

Her hand gripped his wrist in the air.

Cheng Ma's face was expressionless, his spine stiffened slightly, and he stopped moving.

He didn't look back.

"Don't you really want this concert ticket?"

Jiang Chacha bowed her head, walked to his side, and then took his hand that was hanging aside.

His fingers are pinched together in the shape of a fist.

Jiang Chacha gently broke his fingers open, and finally stuffed the concert ticket into his hand.

"Here you go."

When she was done, she smiled.

She smiled really happily and really blindly.

Cheng Mao looked at her indifferently.

Seeing her smile so happily, he just had a cruel thought.

His emotions were getting out of control, and he subconsciously clenched his hands.

He kind of wanted to put this concert ticket in front of her, tear it open to her fiercely, tear it into tiny pieces one after another, and scatter them in the air, to see how she turned her originally smiling face into panic and secretly sad.

But in the end, he didn't understand why he didn't do that.

After saying goodbye to Cheng Ma, who didn't want to deal with her, Jiang Chacha went home.

She thought she had been unlucky enough lately, because she had lost four part-time jobs at once.

But she didn't expect that she could still be unlucky.

She was bored on the road and kicked the empty plastic bottle on the ground, kicking happily.

But soon, she let out a pig-killing cry.

- She kicked the stone next to her.

And it looks very serious, and that foot hurts when I walk.

Walk like a cripple.

At night, she still felt that her feet hurt a lot, and she had no choice but to take a taxi to the hospital in the city center.

The doctor only examined it and didn't take a film, so he bandaged her foot and told her that it could only be removed after two or three days, and that she should not exercise vigorously recently.

And then there was none.

She had no choice but to put back on her sandals and limp out.

I once heard that in the level of loneliness, a person who goes to the hospital must occupy the first level.

She wrinkled her nose.

Indeed, walking around the hospital alone is quite lonely.

But......

What worries her the most is that how did she, a good and innocent female high school student, become lame??

She's going to be depressed.

Maybe she thinks her walking posture is funny, and there are always people in the hospital corridor who look at her with a smile.

Her face darkened.

The fist is going to be hard!

So much so that when she walked in the corridor, she couldn't help but bring a little personal emotion, walking as if someone owed her tens of thousands.

The lights made the corridor of the hospital very bright, and it was still reflecting the light.

When Jiang Chacha inadvertently raised her head, she was stunned.

I saw a young man in black sitting quietly on a chair not far away.

He was wearing a peaked cap, and a shallow shadow fell on his face, obviously his face could not be seen clearly, but Jiang Chacha still recognized his unique temperament at a glance.

It's Bian Jichen.

Jiang Cha Cha slowly stopped.

I saw him drooping his eyes, and his blue-blooded hand was pinching a document in his hand.

Bian Jichen has been in a bad mood recently, Xu is tired of seeing it, he twisted his eyebrows again, and was about to raise his hand to rub his temples.

Suddenly, a person sat down next to him.

"Why are you here?" The girl said with a smile.

Just hearing her voice was enough to make his eyes shine.

He suddenly looked sideways, his cold eyes staring at her tightly.

Seeing that he looked back at himself so intently, Jiang Chacha's heartbeat inevitably increased a lot.

She kept her face calm and continued to greet, "What a coincidence. ”

"You're coming to the hospital too?"

After Bian Jichen looked at her deeply, he looked away.

He hummed lukewarmly.

I don't know why, he doesn't like to talk very much, but every time she stays with him, she doesn't feel embarrassed at all, but she likes the quiet atmosphere.

Jiang Chacha pointed a little shyly at his jiojio, which was wrapped like a pig's trotter.

"I've got a broken foot, come and bandage it."

He also looked at it carefully.

Just one glance, but it made him frown.

He seemed to be in a worse mood.

He got angry, and Jiang Chacha was quite scared.

So she looked at him cautiously, "What about you?" ”

"How did you come to the hospital?"

Sick?

It doesn't look like it.

When Bian Jichen heard this, he said lightly: "Look at ophthalmology." ”

Ophthalmology? What's wrong with his eyes?

Ginger tea tea is confused.

Her eyes were quickly drawn to what he was holding again.

She thought it was his medical records.

As a result, the headshot on her resume broke into her eyes clearly.

Ginger Tea Tea:.

She had another myocardial infarction.

(End of chapter)