The two bandits were fine, but there was some blood, and both of them had criminal records and had been criminally detained by the local police. Xie Shang was not restricted from leaving the country, he temporarily changed his mind and returned to China with Wen Changling. And that off-road vehicle, and that sparsely populated road, and that shotgun. He is really bold, he doesn't take lessons, he only teaches others lessons.

Xie Shang is first class, Wen Changling is economy class, Xie Shang said goodbye to Wen Changling when he checked in.

She also replied: "Goodbye." ”

He waved his hand and went in first, taking the VIP passage.

It took thirteen hours to fly back to the empire, and when the plane landed, it was already 1:08 a.m. imperial time.

Shortly after getting off the plane, Wen Changling received a phone call.

"Where?"

It is a very young voice.

"Picking up luggage."

The other person said, "I'll be waiting for you at Exit 1 of the airport." ”

Wen Changling took the suitcase and dragged it to Exit 1. Along the way, three taxi drivers asked her if she wanted to take a taxi, and she politely refused and walked faster.

In front of the No. 1 exit is the road, and there are four stone piers on the left side of the pedestrian crossing to block cars, Yan Cong is sitting on the stone piers and napping, enduring sleepiness from time to time, holding open his sleepy eyelids and looking at the exit.

Occasionally a traveler or two passes by, and their gaze lingers on his face.

Wen Changling came out.

Yan Cong immediately stood up, woke up and dozed off, and trotted over.

He took her luggage, yawned, and complained in a nasal voice: "Why is it such a late plane, I am so sleepy." ”

Just listening to the voice, like the little master who is most favored by the elders in the big family, he is always used to it, so he will be a little bad-tempered. But because he was born good-looking—the kind of androgynous that makes people have no resistance at all, that little temper will be forgiven.

He looks young, has a strong sense of youth, and his skin is very white, like the kind of white that has not seen the sun all year round. He was tall, but very thin, and this shape made him look sickly vulnerable, but his eyebrows and eyes were flamboyant, and his demeanor had the rebelliousness of a frivolous boy.

"I said I wouldn't pick it up."

Wen Changling wanted to take the box and carry it himself.

Yan Cong shook his hand and went around to the other side, a pair of overly slender legs were very aggrieved, and he walked in small steps, keeping pace with Wen Changling.

"It's not safe for you to take a taxi alone at such a late hour." He yawned again, really sleepy, "Did the journey go well?" ”

"It went well."

"You've dyed your hair." Yan Cong could see it at a glance.

"Hmm."

He took a slow step, and in the back, stretched out a finger and rubbed the tip of Wen Changling's hair, itchy. He touched his fingers and walked quickly to chase after Wen Changling.

There was a car parked on the side of the road in front, black, not very high-profile car, except for the license plate.

Wen Changling saw Xie Shang, and he also saw her. He just nodded, didn't come forward to say hello, and then got into the car with the license plate.

At the end of the journey, they become strangers again.

The car that Yan Cong called was nearby.

"Why did you come back a day late?"

"One more day." Wen Changling did not mention the encounter with the robbers.

The driver got out of the car, took the luggage and put it in the trunk, and was about to help the guest open the door, Yan Cong had already opened the door and waited for Wen Changling to go up first.

He also sat in the back, with Wen Changling.

"Still going to work tomorrow?"

"Hmm."

He began to feel sleepy again, lying back like a boneless, his head facing Wen Changling's side, and his eyelids were about to look at her: "Don't go, rest for a few days." ”

"There's no annual leave left."

"I'll help you." He didn't think there was anything, and he took it for granted, "Your dean will still see my face." ”

Yan Cong's family is engaged in sports equipment, and his father is a retired world tennis champion. Moreover, Dihong Hospital and Mingde Medical are cooperative relations, and the chairman of Mingde Medical is Yan Cong's uncle, and Yan Cong's face dean does have to look at a few points.

Yan Congzi inherited his father's business, and he also practiced sports and ice hockey before. He made it to the national team two years ago, then he got sick and changed to business school, and he is a freshman this year.

Wen Changling didn't want to be special: "Don't go, you will be gossiped." ”

She and Yan Cong are close, and many people in the hospital know about it.

"Let them say yes."

She's always like this, always trying to get rid of him.

Yan Cong was a little angry, his head turned to the other side, and he didn't pay attention to Wen Changling anymore.

About three minutes passed.

He angrily dragged the grid bag behind the co-pilot, turned over, sat up, bypassed the chair in front of him and took the box placed in the co-pilot, and stuffed it to Wen Changling.

"Here you go."

It's a small cake.

Yan Cong is a friend of Wen Changling, whom they met in the hospital. Two years ago, Yan Cong was doing chemotherapy in Dihong Hospital, he was only seventeen years old at the time, he was a very bad temper of the pride of the sky, he got angry at every turn, and none of the nurses who came to give injections and medicines except Wen Changling had not been smashed by him.

Because his medicine is very bitter, only Wen Changling will prepare sugar in advance. He can't bear bitterness, he loves sweetness.

Only Wen Changling would whisper to him when he was in pain and kept rolling, "You are not yet an adult, you are a child, you can cry when the child is in pain." ”

Of course, he won't cry, and he won't die.

He just tugged at Wen Changling's clothes a little scared: "I won't die, right?" ”

"Well, you're not going to die."

That time, he didn't die, and his life was still big.

Later, he believed in Wen Changling very much, and he believed everything she said.

*****

Wen Changling was not worried that Yan Cong would go back alone, so he asked the driver to send him first, and then returned to Hetang Street. When I got home, it was already past two o'clock.

She pushed the door open, and Flowey came out to greet her.

Huahua is the raccoon cat raised by the landlord Granny Zhu who is super good at catching mice.

"Meow."

Flowey ran to her feet and rubbed her head against her: "Meow." ”

"I'm back." Granny Zhu is also in the yard and has not slept yet.

All the lights in the yard are on.

Wen Changling thanked Granny Zhu: "Thank you for keeping the door for me." ”

Granny Zhu had an unhappy look on her face: "Don't be so late next time, if you don't sleep, I'll still sleep." ”

Granny Zhu is actually a very good person, she is a hard-mouthed and soft-hearted old lady, and she will always leave a copy for Wen Changling when she cooks something delicious.

"I bought you a gift."

Wen Changling opened the suitcase and took out the gift she had bought in Lelitu.

Granny Zhu said: "There is so much money that there is no place to burn." But the eyes couldn't help but look.

"I didn't buy expensive ones."

There was an abandoned bamboo bed in the courtyard, but it was wiped clean, and the flowers were nested on it, and Wen Changling and Granny Zhu were sitting at the other end.

Granny Zhu opened the box: "What is this?" Tea? ”

"The dried flowers dried by the beauty sunflower can dye your hair when soaked in water." Wen Changling touched his newly dyed hair, "This is dyed black, didn't you say you want to dye your hair?" This is good, it doesn't hurt the scalp at all, as long as you put a little bit, you can dye it very black. ”