Song Yiqing couldn't hide her excitement when she saw him, and forgot for a while that there were still many things she hadn't said to him.

She suddenly broke free from Fang Huai'an's arms, up and down, back and forth, and looked around carefully.

Fang Huai'an was turned over and over by her, and he was a little confused: "What's the matter, do I have anything on me?" ”

"No, look at how your injuries are doing."

"It's almost all right."

Song Yiqing's heart relaxed, he lifted his collar and looked at it, most of the wounds were healed, although they were a little hideous, but they didn't have the red and swollen appearance before, and the color of the scar gradually faded.

Seeing his wounds, she suddenly remembered the inexplicable note.

"Did you receive any ointment?"

She asked tentatively.

Fang Huai'an's eyes lit up: "Is that ointment really from you?" ”

"Someone really brought you ointment."

The two of them widened their eyes at the same time: "Isn't it you?" ”

"I just came back from the provincial capital, how could it be me?"

The doubts in Song Yiqing's heart gradually deepened: "What about the ointment?" Show it to me. ”

Fang Huai'an took out the ointment from the room and put it in her hand.

She opened the lid, and a fragrant smell wafted out of it.

Qi Hui also walked out of the room when she heard the sound of the two of them talking, and asked anxiously, "How is it?" Is there a problem with this ointment? ”

Song Yiqing sniffed and twisted it with her fingers, the paste was crystal clear and cold to the touch.

"I can't see it."

Qi Hui looked at Fang Huai'an worriedly: "Huai'an wiped some this morning." There won't be any problems, right? ”

Song Yiqing glared at him again: "You dare to use something from an unknown source!" ”

Fang Huai'an scratched his head: "You can't blame me, who made me have a dream that you gave me this ointment." ”

Her face did not improve, he is such a smart person, everything is related to himself, and he has no IQ.

In order not to worry her, Fang Huaian continued: "Don't worry, my mother also said that there is nothing wrong with this ointment, not only that, but it also has great benefits for healing the wound." ”

Song Yiqing is still not at ease, and the unknown source is used on herself, in case there are chronic toxins in it.

Fang Huai'an stood aside like a child who had done something wrong to accept the scrutiny of the two women, he coughed twice in embarrassment, and wanted to divert the topic: "How do you know that I received the ointment?" ”

Song Yiqing mentioned the inexplicable note: "I don't know who stuffed a note in my bag, saying that I sent you ointment, which is conducive to your wound recovery." ”

She didn't know who the person behind it was, but judging from the current situation, the other party had no malicious intent, and this ointment should indeed be good for his wound recovery.

"Where's the note?"

Song Yiqing took it out of her bag and spread it out on the palm of her hand.

Fang Huaian looked at the one above. The traces of dragons and phoenixes are dancing, the sky is powerful, and it can be seen from his font that the person behind it must be a person with connotation to write such beautiful words.

"It doesn't matter who it is, as long as it can heal my wounds."

Song Yiqing said angrily: "You can think about it." ”

As the crowd was chatting, her stomach rumbling out of place.

Fang Huai'an urged: "Go and wash your hands and eat, we'll talk about it later." ”

Song Yiqing went to wash her hands, and the ribs she was thinking about had been brought to the table.

There were only three people on the table, and Song Yiqing not only asked, "What about my father-in-law?" ”

Qi Hui rolled her eyes: "I don't know, we eat ours." ”

The daughter-in-law finally came back, he took a look and left without saying a word, how could he be such an elder.

She was full of complaints, just guarding the two of them, and it was not good to have a seizure.

The three of them chatted and ate dinner, and Song Yiqing told them everything that happened in the provincial capital during this time.

Except for Wang Minglan's nonsense about her life experience.

Qi Hui was most concerned about Fang Jinnian, and nodded with satisfaction when she learned that everything was good with him.

After dinner, she will take the initiative to take on the responsibility of washing the dishes, leaving time for Song Yiqing and Fang Huai'an.

Fang Huai'an pulled her into the room, and he was absent-minded about eating a meal, and only pretended to be intimate with her in his heart.

"Xiaoqing, I miss you so much."

"Hmm. I miss you too. ”

Fang Huaian is really getting more and more sticky to her.

Song Yiqing let him hold herself, and said coquettishly: "I'm so tired today, I want to wash up and go to bed early, okay?" ”

The fragrance is soft in his arms, and no matter how throbbing he is, he must follow her wishes: "Okay." ”

The sound of water in the bathroom disturbed Fang Huai'an's mood.

He took her luggage out and simply packed it.

The pink wallet was lying quietly on the table, and a white horn was exposed.

Fang Huai'an accidentally brought out this piece of paper when he was tidying it up, he didn't think much about it, and put it quietly on his wallet.

Song Yiqing sat at the dressing desk after washing, and just saw this piece of paper, so she picked it up and opened it disappretently.

Another strange passage above.

"Xiaoqing, forgive me for not greeting you head-on, this is not the best time yet, forgive me for not being able to meet you. But your wit and wit. It's been etched in my mind. May you be happy and happy. ”

Song Yiqing looked at the note and was stunned, and Fang Huaian also noticed the things in her hand from behind.

"Here's another note."

"What's written on it?"

Fang Huai'an took it and looked at it, his face became darker and darker.

"This note sounds familiar, like the one you just showed me."

Song Yiqing took out the previous note, and compared with this one, the handwriting on it was really from the same person.

"How did this note end up here?"

Fang Huai'an recalled: "It should be in your wallet. ”

"My wallet?"

Song Yiqing suddenly remembered the little episode after she got out of the car, his wallet was dropped, and a man wearing a mask and hat picked it up and returned it to her, maybe it was at that time that the man stuffed the note into the wallet.

Could it be that the mysterious man was the one who sent her the note, and the one who sent the ointment to Fang Huai'an?

She was so busy that she didn't see the man's face clearly.

Besides, the man covered him tightly, and he didn't give others a chance to see his appearance at all.

"Do you know who sent it?"

Song Yiqing shook her head: "I only know that it is a man, and I don't know the specific appearance and age." ”

"What the hell is going on?"

Seeing that he couldn't hide it anymore, Song Yiqing had no choice but to explain to him what happened on the bus today.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier that something so big happened?"