Her hands and feet were chained, and her range of motion was in her own room.

Three people wearing masks walked in and took a look at the blue eucalyptus with their capes. Two men held her down, one approached her with a syringe and injected medicine into her veins.

Blue eucalyptus looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside with expressionless and dead eyes. One step late, Hua Changfu fell to the ground in horror.

After the three men left, Lan Yu stood up, stood in front of the mirror, and took the scissors to cut off his long hair inch by inch.

Hua Changfu knelt on the ground, covered his face and cried bitterly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you're still so young...... I should have suffered it. ”

"It's okay, don't be afraid, I'm still alive! Can you give me a haircut? I'm afraid that when I have a seizure, I will be frightened by my long hair, and I am most afraid of Ah Piao. She walked over with scissors and put them in Hua Changfu's hand.

Hua Changfu wiped his tears, stood up and walked to her side, picked up scissors, and carefully helped her cut her hair at the back.

"I like the sentence in Wang Wei's song "Farewell", the spring grass will be green next year, and the king and grandson will not return?" Lan Eucalyptus looked at Hua Changfu, who was frowning and eye-popping in the mirror, and picked up the paper on the table and folded a thousand paper cranes.

"Recently, I have been preparing a batch of goods, and everyone will be monitored from tomorrow. Whether you're a real informant or not, hold me up until your stand-in appears. Wang Chi looked at the blue eucalyptus sleeping on the bed with his head cut, and lowered his head at the end of the bed and whispered.

Lan Yu opened his eyes, opened the computer next to him, sent all the data files, and pressed to cancel the account.

Zhang Ning, who finished picking tea, was not out of breath like them and collapsed in his seat.

Calmly picked up the iced green tea next to him, walked to the attic and watched the rain lightly hit the plantain leaves, forming crystal clear raindrops on the plantain leaves, and sliding down with the weightlessness of the leaves. The slender bamboo cultivates and dances in the rain.

Seeing this, Yu An also followed, put the teacup on the table, and turned his head to look at the garden in the rain. His cup was hot tea, and the heat was still wafting above it. The air smells of rain and tea.

The rain gradually became heavier, and the rain drifted to them, and Zhang Ning closed the window door. Grab your own iced tea and drink it all, and walk ahead with your own teacup.

There was also the electric sound of aftershocks, which gradually disappeared in the pouring rain.

"Year after year, the present is young and the old is young. Hahaha, kids you've all grown up! An old man in a Tai Chi suit walked into the living room from the other end with a smile.

"Grandpa, I'm so tired, Xiao Ning wants to go to the tea mountain to experience tea picking, which almost exhausted us to death, and we have to climb the mountain to pick tea." Ying Jing walked over and hugged him, and said weakly.

"Hahaha, the stinky boy lacks exercise, stand up and stand well. I'll show you my hand, my tea art. As he spoke, he smiled and raised a small box of tea leaves in his hand. ，

The boiled tea was poured into a glass teacup where the color of the tea could be seen clearly, and the old man poured it for each person before sitting down.

"When the temperature is just right, it won't get hot. Let's have a snack and have a chat. The old man held the white cat in his arms and stroked his hair.

"Grandpa, I'll go back to school today, you have to take care of your health, I'll accompany you as soon as I'm free." Ying reluctantly rubbed the old man's face and said.

Xiang Yiyang blew the hot tea in the cup, and wanted to laugh a little when he saw Ying Jin's stupid appearance.