As Lin Shen said, because Jiang Jibai suffered from albinism since he was a child, he rarely participated in extracurricular activities except attending classes, and his classmates did not play with him, which made him very withdrawn.

Because Lin Shen was his manager who had been with him since he entered the entertainment industry. After knowing him for a long time, he naturally became a friend. However, Qin Jingyu only met by chance.

At that time, he never thought that they would meet again in Zhonghai City after leaving the Imperial City, so they can be considered friends now?

Qin Jingyu stood in front of the window and asked Jiang Jibai, "How are you doing? Are your colds gone?"

"Everything is fine." Jiang Jibai nodded, "But I might have to go to bed for a while. Will you come to my house for dinner tonight?"

Qin Jingyu could tell from Jiang Jibai's voice that he was out of breath, and knew that he was very tired, "Okay, I'll come over for dinner tonight, and we'll talk then."

Jiang Jibai chuckled: "Okay."

Then Lin Shen nodded slightly to Qin Jingyu and pushed Jiang Jibai into the yard.

Qin Jingyu returned to her desk and began to read and study. Thanks to her golden finger, she was learning very quickly, but there was really too much to learn in physics. I don’t know if the half-year study plan she had made was enough.

In the evening, Aunt Chen stood outside the hospital and called her over for dinner, so she took off her glasses and rubbed her sore eyes.

After cleaning up, I went next door.

Lin Shen was no longer here. Aunt Chen came out of the kitchen and said that he had something to do and would not eat with them and left first.

The elevator opened, and Jiang Jibai came out in a wheelchair. He changed into beige home clothes. Except that his complexion was still sickly white, his condition was much better than when he saw it in the afternoon.

"Jiang Jibai." she shouted.

Jiang Jibai said: "I like the flowers you sent to the hospital very much. I have been in the hospital for too long, and even the flowers on the balcony are wilted."

Qin Jingyu sat down and helped Aunt Chen arrange the dishes and chopsticks, as if chatting about home affairs, "I see your flowers in the study every day. I think they are blooming very well. They are no different from before you left."

"Really?" Jiang Jibai pretended to think deeply and said, "Maybe I'm overthinking it."

Aunt Chen brought out the food and heard this sentence, "Xiao Bai, you just think too much all day long."

Qin Jingyu answered jokingly: "Aunt Chen is right, you should think less."

Aunt Chen: "It's best to have an empty head."

Qin Jingyu: "That's right."

The two of them sang together, and Jiang Jibai smiled helplessly, "It's not enough to have an empty head. I still have to continue writing songs."

After Aunt Chen put all the dishes on the table, she looked outside the courtyard and said, "Xiaoyu, why don't you see Xiaolei coming here with you? I specially made the chicken wings that he likes to eat today. I haven't seen him come over to learn my craft in the past few days. Where did you go?"

Mentioning Lei Wujie, Qin Jingyu was stunned for a moment and explained: "He has something to go out and won't eat with us."

Speaking of Lei Wujie, he has indeed been unusual in recent days. He looks at his phone every now and then and then disappears for half a day or a whole day.

If she were an ordinary person, it would be hard for Qin Jingyu not to wonder if she was in love, but Lei Wujie was not an ordinary person. He wanted to return to Burma to seize power. She vaguely guessed that the things he went out to do every day might be related to Burma. So she never asked. When the day came that she should know, Lei Wujie would naturally tell her.

Aunt Chen: "Then he will have no luck today."

It was obvious that Aunt Chen really liked Lei Wujie, the young man who learned cooking from her.

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