The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

weekend.

When Tang Jiao returned home, Fang Fang washed both sets of military training uniforms for her, and while drying the clothes on the balcony, she kept mumbling uneasily.

"It's only been three months since the surgery. You insisted on letting her go to military training. If something goes wrong, I think the whole family will end up in the hospital together!"

Xu Zhongyi was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching the show, occasionally clapping excitedly along with the plot.

"Pop!" The sound coincided perfectly with Fang Fang's sound of patting his shoulder with a coat hanger as he walked by.

"I'm talking to you!"

"Tangtang wants to participate, but I can't stop her. If the child wants to play, let her play. The leave note has been opened, so she can withdraw at any time." Xu Zhongyi muttered.

"Go, go, go."

Fang Fang put down the clothes basket, glanced at the door of the room where both sisters were closed, and asked in a low voice: "As for Mimi, have you and A Ming decided on it?"

"Hey, why are you asking again? You just asked the question the day before yesterday."

Fang Fang stretched out her hand and pushed Tang Zhongyi: "Then you have to hurry up. Finally, Mimi has stopped making trouble recently, and she still knows how to read and write and do her homework. You should confirm it for her quickly and calm her heart. I want to say something to you."

Tang Zhongyi sat on the sofa for a while, then stood up, pulled Fang Fang to the balcony, and whispered:

"This is not difficult to say, the main thing is this number."

Fang Fang was surprised when she saw Tang Zhongyi's extended hand: "So many? That's not what you said at the beginning."

"At the beginning, Tangtang's degree was vacant there. It was easy to operate. Now I just free up a place for you. How can it be so easy!"

"That's crazy! How can we get so much money!"

Fang Fang was also confused. She thought for a while and then looked up at Tang Zhongyi: "Unless..."

The two met eyes.

Tang Zhongyi closed his eyes and said irritably:

"Think again, think of a solution."

After two days of resting at home with good food and drinks, Tang Jiao got on the No. 9 bus with a bulging backpack on his back in the evening.

Ding--

Xiao Jingchuan sent a message.

Xiao Jingchuan: Have you returned to school? Should I pick you up?

Tang Jiao: The bus is on.It should be another 20 minutes, what's wrong?

Xiao Jingchuan: Then be safe and let me know when you get to the dormitory. I have something for you.

When he was approaching downstairs, Tang Jiao Yiyan sent a message to Xiao Jingchuan first.

After turning the intersection and walking forward for a while, I saw the tall figure standing under the street lamp with his trouser pockets inserted.

Xiao Jingchuan was wearing a black T-shirt, loose dark gray casual trousers, and slippers on his feet.

Just standing there casually is full of lazy and careless handsomeness, and is the most eye-catching luminous body in the rushing night.

People who pass by will always keep their eyes on him involuntarily.

He stood unaware or indifferently, as if he was just standing on his balcony to enjoy the breeze after taking a bath in the evening.

This Xiao Jingchuan looked like something Tang Jiao had never seen before. The warm yellow light made his shadow long and thin, and she could touch his shadow if she took a few steps forward.

Maybe it was because the night and the light were too gentle, so she inexplicably softened her steps, walked forward a few steps away from him, stopped, and called him softly.

"Xiao Jingchuan."

Two tender white fingers unconsciously reached behind his back and grabbed the strap under the backpack, pulling gently.

Xiao Jingchuan turned his head and withdrew his vacant eyes. His deeply contoured facial features were even more prominent in the shadow of the backlight. He took two steps forward with his long legs and reduced the distance between the two to one meter.

"came back."

Xiao Jingchuan looked at Tang Jiao up and down, raised the white plastic bag in his hand, and said in a normal tone:

"No, take it."

Through the light, it was vaguely possible to see that there were several slender boxes inside, including two red and white boxes, which Tang Ziao was very familiar with. They were scar removal creams that she had been using for more than a month.

He really always remembered to refill it for her when it was almost used up.

She raised her head and looked at Xiao Jingchuan, facing the light, her eyes were bright and watery, as if they contained many emotions that were difficult to express.

"What are you doing, reach out."

"Didn't I tell you that I will replenish the inventory for you regularly."

Xiao Jingchuan smiled softly, and his voice was as careless as the night wind tonight.

His expression was very soft under the moonlight, and the dark lights of the night made the surroundings seem to be covered with a layer of soft gauze.

It actually gives people an illusion of exclusive tenderness and intimacy.

"Thank you, brother Jingchuan."

Tang Jiao felt soft in her heart. She sniffed, obediently put her hands together and stretched them out in front of Xiao Jingchuan, with her palms spread upward.

Her fingers were long and slender, like green onions, and there was a bag hanging on the palm of her right hand.

Xiao Jingchuan smiled with satisfaction and said "Hmm", then gently placed the bag on his small palm.

The wind blew in the early autumn night, and the hanging ears of the white bag, which were tied like two rabbit ears, moved in her palm.

Xiao Jingchuan's knuckled palms hung above Tang Jiao, he pressed down gently, and patted her hand through the ointment bag.

At the moment when the big and small hands overlapped, the moth under the lamp flapped its wings from above and flew towards the source of light again.

"Okay, let's go up, the wind is blowing." Xiao Jingchuan retracted his hand.

Tang Jiao nodded and suddenly remembered something. She raised her right hand and slid a large bag of fruit in front of Xiao Jingchuan. She blinked and asked in a soft voice:

"Xiao Jingchuan~What fruit do you like to eat?"

It was a sleepy night, and she was a little tired after sitting on the bus for almost an hour, and her voice became softer and more well-behaved because she was saving her voice.

Especially inviting people to bully.

"Kiwi."

"Ok?"

Tang Jiao subconsciously responded and looked up at Xiao Jingchuan questioningly, as if waiting for his next words.

But there was only a smile that could hardly be hidden in his beautiful starry eyes.

She then turned around and realized that he was talking about "fruit kiwi", not her "kiwi".

Tang Jiao felt that Xiao Jingchuan was getting more and more wilted. She raised her voice in embarrassment and said fiercely.

"There are only peaches and grapes! Do you want to eat them?"

"Okay, then grapes."

Xiao Jingchuan stopped being kind-hearted and smiled uncritically, extending his palm.

Tang Jiao was finally satisfied. He opened the bag and took out a large box of grapes, and heard Xiao Jingchuan sighing in his ears again.

"There is only one kiwi fruit. It is a rare species. If you eat it, it will be gone."

The regret in his tone was deep, and he was obviously holding back his bad feelings.

Tang Jiao didn't miss the smile in his voice. He stuffed the large and full fresh fruit box into Xiao Jingchuan's hand, turned around and left angrily.

"I'm up!"

If I can't defeat you, why can't I run away?