June 24.

Xi Jin came back with a wound.

Wen Yunran looked very distressed, endured the sourness in his eyes, and went to get a medicine kit to help him treat his wounds.

She didn't say a word, and the tears in her eyes slipped silently.

"Dye," Xi Jin touched Wen Yunran's cheek and wiped away her tears with her fingertips, "Don't cry." ”

Wen Yunran treated his wound and bandaged it.

"Xi Jin, who do you think of me as yours?"

Xi Jin replied very seriously: "The most important person in my life." ”

Wen Yunran shook his head: "No." ”

Xi Jin held her hand: "Yes." ”

Wen Yunran said, "Then, can you give up your faith for me?" ”

Xi Jin was silent.

Wen Yunran smiled, "I don't know what you want to do, but you should know that you are not alone now, you have been abroad for a week, and you still have an injury when you return, have you ever thought about me?" ”

"I'm sorry."

A week earlier, Neff's men had gone to intercept the convoy of the Southeast Division of the Holy Shadow.

The car was loaded with supplies to be delivered to remote mountainous areas.

Although the entire Holy Shadow walked in the gray area of black and white, since he took over the management of the Southeast Branch, he had not let the people of the branch touch those black things again.

He can't manage so much, he can only manage his own one-third of an acre.

"Xi Jin." Wen Yunran got up, "You have a good rest at home, I have something to go out." ”

She was a little angry.

It's not that Xi Jin is unwilling to give up his faith for her, it's that he doesn't take his body seriously.

This is the second time she's helped him with his wounds.

"Where are you going?"

Wen Yunran was a little unhappy in his bones: "Don't worry about it." ”

She took her bag, opened the door and went out.

"Dye."

He was injured and had difficulty moving, and by the time he chased him, the door had already been closed.

-

At eight o'clock in the evening, Qili Xiangdu.

Aunt Lin quit her job as a maid in Zhao Qinglin's house because of something at home.

Before the new maid was found, Jiang He was taking care of the affairs of Zhao Qinglin's house.

She took the dishes out of the kitchen and went to Zhao Qinglin's room and knocked on the door.

Zhao Qinglin, who was slumped in the chair, was still playing games, and scolded angrily: "Damn, don't play if you can't play." ”

Hearing the knock on the door, Zhao Qinglin saw it: "What's wrong?" ”

Jiang He: It's time to eat.

"Oh, I'll do it in one more round."

Jiang He went to the restaurant.

Ten years later, Zhao Qinglin came to the restaurant.

On the table, there are five or six dishes, and the dishes are very exquisite and delicious.

He pulled out a chair and sat down: "Jiang He, how do you cook so many dishes today?" ”

Jiang He glanced at him and was stunned for a moment, but quickly took his eyes back and just shook his head.

She took off her apron and wore a black dress underneath.

The skirt is short and the neckline is low.

She also sat down at the table and went to serve dinner for Zhao Qinglin.

"Jiang He."

Jiang He looked up at Zhao Qinglin's face in response.

"Is it the college entrance examination results today?"

He just watched the news, and this year's college entrance examination results came out one day earlier than before.

Jiang He nodded.

"Did you check the score?"

Jiang He shook his head.

"Let's go, let's check the score first."

Regarding Jiang He's score in the college entrance examination, Zhao Qinglin seems to be more anxious than her.

Zhao Qinglin went to the room and took out the laptop and turned it on.

"What is the URL for checking scores?"

Jiang He lost the URL in the past.

"What's your admission ticket number?"

Jiang He went back to the room and got the admission ticket.

Zhao Qinglin entered the admission ticket number and the name.

After the information was entered, Zhao Qinglin's mouse moved to the "query" button on the screen.

He was about to click on the query.

Jiang He grabbed his arm.

Zhao Qinglin asked, "What's wrong?" Nervous? ”

Jiang He shook her head, she was not nervous at all.

Because she knows herself so well, she can predict her approximate score.

Jiang He was not nervous, but Zhao Qinglin was so nervous that he couldn't do it, and the palms of his hands holding the mouse were sweaty.

Damn, it's like he's taking the college entrance exam.

"Don't be nervous, then what are you pulling me for?"

Jiang He stared at him affectionately with tender eyes, and Zhao Qinglin didn't dare to look at her eyes.

Although it looked quite harmless, it was extremely lethal to Zhao Qinglin.

Jiang He gestured in sign language: How many points do you want me to be able to score?

Zhao Qinglin thought for a while and said a conservative figure: "More than 600 points is good." ”

Jiang He: 600 points can't go to Imperial Capital University.

She still remembered that she promised him at that time that even if she was not guaranteed, she would be able to take the college entrance examination normally, and she would be able to take the Shendu University.

"How many points can you get on?"

Jiang He: At least 720 points.

720 points!

Zhao Qinglin was silent: "......"

It was a score he couldn't even think of.

Jiang He sign language: Brother Qinglin, tomorrow is June 25th.

She was telling him: Brother Qinglin, tomorrow is my birthday, and tomorrow I will be eighteen years old and an adult.

Zhao Qinglin said: "I know, today is June 24th, and tomorrow will definitely be the 25th." ”

Sure enough, he had forgotten about it.

She smiled and motioned for him to check the score.

Zhao Qinglin clicked the "query" button.

The interface is spinning in circles......

Zhao Qinglin clenched his fists nervously.

Jiang He also stared at the screen.

After five seconds, the query results are displayed on the screen.

[Total: 738 points]

"Wow, Jiang He, you have 738 points!"

Zhao Qinglin immediately got up from the sofa, couldn't help the excitement in his heart, and hugged Jiang He.

Jiang He didn't push him away, just stood there stunned and let him hug him.

Ten seconds later, Zhao Qinglin's excitement stabilized a little, and then his consciousness returned.

It was only after he regained consciousness that he felt some soft touch on his hard chest.

This touches ......

He quickly understood.

He immediately let go of Jiang He.

"Sorry, I was too excited."

Jiang He shook his head with a shallow smile on his face.

738 points, 8 points more than she expected.

She said in sign language: Brother Qinglin, I didn't disappoint you, I passed the score line of Imperial Capital University.

Zhao Qinglin touched her head: "Well, I know, we Jiang He are the best." ”

Hearing Zhao Qinglin's praise, Jiang He's heart was also filled with joy.

"When will I fill out the application?"

Jiang He replied: At the end of the month.

Zhao Qinglin nodded.

Jiang He pointed to the dining table: Let's eat first.

Zhao Qinglin returned to the edge of the table.

"Are you free tomorrow? I'll take you to the hospital. ”

Jiang He's eyebrows were puzzled, she put down the bowl and asked: Why?

Zhao Qinglin said: "Didn't you tell me before that you couldn't speak because you ate the wrong thing when you were a child?" ”

Jiang He nodded.

"I asked some medical experts a few days ago, and they said that your throat is not congenital, if it is acquired, surgery can be cured."

"Brother wants to heal your throat and give you back a voice."

Jiang He was silent for a while, gesturing with sign language: This surgery must be very expensive, right?

"You don't have to worry about the cost."

Jiang He bit his lip, and after a long time, he responded with a sign language: Brother Qinglin, you are already very good to me, don't worry about my throat.

"If you want to go, you can go, and you don't have to worry about the cost."

Jiang He thought that she had already graduated from high school.

And, after today, she will be an adult.

She could make her own money to support herself, and she really didn't want to trouble him anymore.

The more he helped her, the more she couldn't pay it back.

She still shook her head.

"Why don't you want to cure your throat?"

It's not that I don't want to be treated, but I don't want to owe you.

My thoughts about you are already not pure, if I still accept your kindness to me, it will make me think that Brother Qinglin, you also like me.

Jiang He replied: I think I'm doing this very well now, and it doesn't matter if I can't speak for the rest of my life.

Anyway, I probably won't stay with you forever in the future.

So...... What does it matter if you can speak or not?

"Jiang He."

Zhao Qinglin's tone suddenly became much louder.

Jiang He was suddenly startled and stared at Zhao Qinglin's face.

Zhao Qinglin put down the bowl, and his voice was a little angry: "Don't you listen to your brother again?" ”

Jiang He didn't respond.

"Go get your throat right!"

Zhao Qinglin licked the corner of his lower lip lightly, and even he didn't expect what he said next.

"Don't you want to sleep with me? I don't like women who can't scream in bed! (End of chapter)