Several trees are drawn on it, and the nearest one seems to be lying there, and under the tree, a person is looking up at the person in the tree.

On the street not far away, there are sanitation workers cleaning and two children giggling.

Li Ye spoke, pointing to the figure on the tree and said, "This is the last time you fell asleep at the back door of the school. ”

"Ahh Zuo Ling remembered.

Li Ye raised his eyebrows, "It's good, go back and buy a frame and hang it on the wall." "This painting doesn't look simple, but others can't draw it with one or two strokes, and it looks like a god. It's really good.

When I got back to the hospital, it was already late. Zuo Ling's schedule has always been accurate, so as soon as she returned to the hospital, she climbed into bed.

She has been discharged from the hospital, so there is no room for her in the hospital, and she can only squeeze in with Li Ye. Luckily, his bed was a double bed, and two people could sleep too.

Looking at the dawn of the night that came out of the bathroom, Zuo Ling put one hand behind his head, looked at him, and said, "Eh, it seems to be the first time to have this kind of festival with you." ”

"Yes." Li Ye lifted the quilt and went to bed, and lay down on her side.

Now it's quiet, and you can faintly hear the fireworks outside.

Zuo Ling turned to look at him sideways, looking at him curiously: "Christmas is so lively here, is it even more lively during the Spring Festival?" ”

"Yes. You haven't had a Spring Festival here in Huaxia yet, have you? ”

"I had it when I was a child, but I don't remember it very clearly." Zuo Ling shook his head slightly, and then said: "When I was in the detective agency, there were still a lot of Chinese people in the society, and everyone would spend the Spring Festival together, but it was very monotonous, so I sat down and had a meal together." It feels the same as a regular party. ”

Hearing the sound, Li Ye realized: "That's because the Spring Festival is a festival to be spent with your family." ”

The word family is still relatively unfamiliar to Zuo Ling. pursed his lips, "This year, I promised my grandfather to accompany him in the compound for the New Year." ”

Li Ye smiled and said, "That's good, we can still go out and play then." ”

The two of them are so close that they can see each other in a few minutes after they go out.

"Speaking of which, I remember." Zuo Ling paused, and his expression suddenly became serious, "From the beginning of the next semester, let's go back to live in the compound, and the driver picks up and drops off every morning and evening, don't live on campus." ”

"Are you going to go back to Ling's house?"

"Hmm." Zuo Ling nodded, a touch of complexity crossed his eyes, and said:

"After all, I still feel sorry for the old man in my heart."

After being silent for a while, Li Ye still asked, "What is your relationship with Uncle Ling now...... Is it still the same? ”

Speaking of Ling Sheng'an, Zuo Ling sighed, "I feel very bad with him, and I feel uncomfortable sitting together." ”

"Actually, if you look at it, Uncle Ling doesn't look bad to you. The inheritance is given to you, and you declare that even if you remarry, you will not have any other children. ”

"Who knows what he thinks." Zuo Ling will not pay attention to such a thing as an emotional card.

"Alright, let's sleep." Li Ye also regretted that he had provoked this topic. Raising his hand to take her into his arms, he rested his chin on the top of her head, rubbing it gently, and patting her gently on her back with his other hand, coaxing her to sleep.

"Oops." His action of hugging her was extremely natural, and Zuo Ling raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"What's wrong? Want me to tell you a bedtime story? ”

Good night

(End of chapter)