Yan Cong swallowed the pill: "Changling." His eyes were red and he was sad, "The medicine is so bitter." ”

Wen Changling opened his palm, as if by magic: "I prepared sugar for you." ”

She tore off the candy wrapper and put it in his hand.

Strawberry flavored and very sweet.

"Yan Cong, be hospitalized."

Pancreatic cancer can be painful in its later stages.

Yan Cong had no strength, so he let himself lean on Wen Changling, holding the quilt in his hand, his fingertips turned white: "I don't want to stay in the hospital and waste time." ”

He didn't want to die in the hospital, he didn't want Wen Changling to see his ugly appearance, he wanted to die where she couldn't see.

Wen Changling took a piece of paper and wiped his sweat: "Hospitalized, okay?" ”

She was afraid that Yan Cong would pass out alone, with no one to help him or save him.

She couldn't imagine that.

"Is it good to be hospitalized?" She whispered, "Huh? ”

The boy is stubborn and refuses to let go.

"Yan Cong."

Wen Changling tugged at his clothes.

Yan Cong liked Wen Changling very much to coax him. The sugar that his mother didn't give, Wen Changling gave him.

He buried his head and rubbed his forehead against her clothes, like a lonely and weak little beast: "Okay." ”

It's also good to be hospitalized, and you can see Wen Changling every day.

waited until Yan Cong fell asleep before Wen Changling left. The Yan family's driver took her back to Lotus Pond Street. Because it was late, there was no one on the street, only a lonely lamp, a lonely shadow.

She kept her head bowed and wandered like a ghostless soulless.

"Changling."

She looked up dumbfounded.

Xie Shang stood at the door in front of her and walked towards her, he should have been waiting for her deliberately: "I just called the hospital, and they said you asked for leave." ”

Wen Changling's phone couldn't get through, and she didn't answer.

Xie Shang saw that her soul was not giving up: "Is something wrong?" ”

"Nothing."

She was perfunctory.

Xie Shang patiently said: "Tell me." ”

She looked at him with a cold look in her eyes: "Don't ask. ”

She was covered in thorns.

"Okay, I won't ask."

Xie Shang hugged her.

Give Miss Wen a lot of love.

He lowered his body, one hand around her waist, the other hand around her shoulder, because of the difference in male and female body size, such a hug can completely cover her, is an absolutely safe and tolerant gesture: "If you want to vent, you can vent to me." ”

He said, "You can bite me." ”

But Miss Wen didn't, and Miss Wen hugged him hard.

Xie Shang was slightly stunned, lowered his head, and kissed her face.

*****

The car Yan Cong bought for Wen Changling arrived, a total of three, she didn't refuse, she accepted them all. She rented a locked carport, parked her car in it, covered it with a dust cover, and kept it safe.

When Yan Cong is ready, she will drive a new car and take him to her hometown to see the tea plantation.

Wen Changling took care of the car and returned home, Xie Shang was in her yard, I don't know if he was waiting for her.

Xie Shang was in a bad mood before, and told her the reason afterwards, but she didn't want to tell Xie Shang more, even if she had a bad attitude last night, she didn't want to explain.

She didn't want to say anything about Ana, about Yan Cong.

She decided to strike first: "I hope you don't ask too much about last night's incident." Her tone was very resolute, and she didn't plan to change it if she was wrong, "If you think I'm weird, think so." ”

It's weird.

Xie Shang didn't say anything.

She asked again, "Do you think I'm grumpy?" ”

Xie Shang sat on the old bamboo bed in the courtyard, feeling as comfortable as if he was in his own home: "A little." ”

"Oh." Miss Wen's reasoning is set one by one, "A man can be like before and after marriage, then I can also be like before and after love." ”

“……”

This logic cannot be refuted.

Xie Shang got up and walked up to Wen Changling: "Miss Wen, I'm here to ask if you want to pick bayberry together?" ”

“…… Want. ”

Xie Shang smiled.

He's been smiling a lot lately.

It's time to pick the bayberry planted by Grandma Lin, Grandma Lin is the only one in the house, and her legs and feet are inconvenient, so there are a lot of neighbors here today, and the idle ones on Lotus Pond Street are here.

The country and the people are also here, Sister Tao is not available, she wants to see the store.

The orchard is on the mountain, a little far away, the boss of the grain and oil shop drove his truck over, and there was a group of neighbors sitting on the truck, and the neighborhood's Aunt Wang and Sister Chu had a bad relationship with each other, and they didn't deal with each other, so the atmosphere was not very good. Xie Shang drove himself, carrying Wen Changling and Granny Zhu, as well as the future cartoonist Miss Yang Xining.

Grandma Lin's orchard has been in for many years, and the bayberry trees in it are all old trees, with lush old trees and slim branches.

Grandma Lin gave each of them a bamboo basket she had woven herself, saying that she would pick it slowly and eat it as she pleased.

Yang Xining has been at home for a long time, and when he gets outside, he is like a loose horse, and he is extremely excited: "Grandma, do you pick up the red?" ”

Grandma Lin said: "Don't pick the red ones first, pick the purple ones." ”

The purple ones are ripe, full of juice, and have a lot of juice. The fragrance of plums mingles with the mountain wind, refreshing in the summer. But...... The June sun is still hot.

Among the young girls who came, they were Wen Changling, who did not wear a hat, but wore short sleeves, and her two white arms were clearly exposed.

Xie Shang looked at her face.

She was confused: "Is there something on my face?" ”

"Sunscreen or not?"

"Not painted."

Wen Changling rarely wears makeup. In the past, her colleague wore makeup to work, and the patient's family complained that her colleague had seduced the patient. That patient is in his forties, what is he trying to do? Don't have money to pay off kidney deficiency?

Later, the girls in the department didn't wear much makeup.

Xie Shang said of her: "You are not afraid of sunburn. ”

She didn't care: "I'm thick-skinned. ”

“……”

There are people resting in the orchard next to it, this one is a bayberry forest, but not all of it is Grandma Lin's house.

Xie Shang went over and politely asked someone to borrow a straw hat.

Wen Changling was surprised: "She actually lent it to you." Yang Xining just went to borrow it and was rejected.

Xie Shang replied casually: "Well, look at how good I look." ”

“……”

He put it on for Wen Changling, tied the strap on the hat, and tied the sunshade cloth on the hat in a knot under her chin, wrapping it so that only the nose and eyes were exposed.

Wen Changling thought to himself: It's like a thief.

The bayberry trees are very tall, and everyone brings ladders. Wen Changling hung the bamboo basket given by Grandma Lin around his neck and prepared to start work.

Xie Shang instructed: "You pick it up below, don't climb up." ”

Xie Shang went up by himself.

Grandma Lin was a little worried, thinking that he was a noble son of the gate valve, for fear that the branches would hurt his clothes, but he didn't care at all and went to the place where the branches were complicated. He was too tall and presence-strong, the sun struck his face, the lush foliage could not hide his occasional silhouette, and the girls in the orchard next door were secretly watching him.

Wen Changling silently went up the tree.

Xie Shang turned his head and saw her: "Wen Changling, how did you climb up?" ”

She tiptoed, climbed the high branches, and picked a very large and plump bayberry, which she put in her mouth: "The top one is sweeter." ”

Xie Shang called her, "You stand here." ”

Wen Changling passed a little.

After a while—

Wen Changling picked up the distance and said, "Don't be that far enough." ”

Wen Changling picked it with both hands, and he said, "You use one hand to help it." ”

Wen Changling tiptoed to pick it up, and he said, "You are so easy to fall." ”

Wen Changling was a little annoyed: "You're so long-winded, can you leave me alone." ”

Okay, Miss Wen has a big temper.

Xie Shang walked over to her, keeping the distance within reach of his hand.

Yang Xining was under the tree, looking for a good angle, and patting frantically.

Ah, the composition is there.

Didn't she draw a pure love comic based on Boss Xie before, but now she has changed the outline and changed it to a book strategy.

The heroine wears a book, and the strategy is a pawnshop boss who drinks the wind and drinks the dew and disdains the mundane things in the world.

Due to the drastic change in the subject matter, she already had a few readers, and more than half of them ran away. If you don't worry about it, you won't be able to eat enough anyway, so I'll talk about it when I'm happy.

She continued to pat.

Ah, this composition, this atmosphere, this sense of CP.

It's almost ten o'clock, and the temperature is too high, so I'll pick it here today.

Xie Shang used to return the hat.

"Thank you."

The owner of the hat is a lady in her early thirties, and her speech has a slight foreign accent: "Guy, you are very affectionate with your girlfriend, when will you get married?" ”

Xie Shang shook his head and didn't speak. He looked back, Wen Changling was squatting with the patriot and the people, eating the broken bayberry, and when she ate a sour one, she was reluctant to spit it out, and swallowed it with a wrinkled face.

Hmph, give it, give it to you, it's gone.