Heal the King

Tao Han left the school hospital, checked that it was still early, and prepared to go back to the dormitory.

He picked up a mask and put it on, came out of the dormitory after putting away his things, passed by the playground and saw Yu Zilian playing ball.

The boy wiped his sweat with the hem of his jersey, which just caused a group of little girls by the stairs to scream.

Tao Han didn't have an appointment with Yu Zi for a few days, and his hands were itchy even when he played ball. After looking at it for a while, he looked at the little girls around him. That tiehua was also in the crowd, a pretty girl, staring at the playground with a full face of admiration, Tao Han Thinking of Chen Jue crying on his back.

Chen Jue didn't do anything wrong, Qiao Tongshu didn't do anything wrong, Yu Zilian...Tao Han looked at him, but couldn't guess his true thoughts.

Yu Zilian raised his hand and shouted: "Fuck—you—mom—!! Will you hit me, you idiot!!"

Tao Han pulled off the mask with his hand, and walked away quickly with a speechless face.

Children are so nice, falling in love is sweet and sour.Cry when you are unhappy, and forget about it when you are happy.

What about him.

Tao Han looked down at the phone.

Ever since he started to browse Xu Yiqing's Weibo, he used it as a tool to get rid of his miss every now and then.While he was waiting for the car, he was going to open it again.

Except for some things that Weibo himself paid attention to, Tao Han only followed Xu Yiqing.As soon as he refreshed, he saw Xu Yiqing's face on the homepage.

Tao Han froze for a moment, thinking he had misread it.

Really new photos?

Xu Yiqing sent it on the set, a photo of him leaning on a pillar beside him, as if someone told him to turn his head back, a photo of him in a daze.

The accompanying text is: ——Share pictures.

"What's there to share?" Tao Han asked strangely, frowning.

Fortunately, the comments are all boasting. The first comment said: —— 358 days!Xu Tianwang's first photo taken by him!Can you believe it!Today is Chinese New Year hahaha!Transfer to me!

"Chinese New Year?" Tao Han couldn't understand again, "Does it mean to celebrate... Just post a photo to celebrate?"

But I was very happy to see the photos. Tao Han even wanted to share with Chen Jue, but he held back abruptly.

As a result, I refreshed my Weibo, and my Weibo was all refreshed by Chen Jue:

——Ah, ah, I'm dead!The male god posted a photo!

——Ah, I want to see selfies!selfie! !

——#358天后徐天王发图# Chongya!

"???" Tao Han read in these, how much little friend Chen longed to see a selfie of a male god.

Tao Han thought for a while, and sent Xu Yiqing a WeChat message:

——Brother, I saw your Weibo and wanted to see your selfies.

Xu Yiqing replied to him after 5 minutes:

——You still read my Weibo?

Tao Han:

- can't you?

Xu Yiqing:

—Okay, selfies don’t look good.

Tao Han:

- want to see.

Xu Yiqing:

--All right.

Two minutes later, Xu Yiqing said:

——After posting, the filming started.Take some time in the evening and make a phone call... I miss you.

--Um.

Tao Han refreshed his Weibo and saw Xu Yiqing's new Weibo.In a selfie, he still had the same clothes.

Accompanying text: - Someone wants to see the selfie?

Tao Han couldn't help laughing, thinking that this "someone" was used very well.

Standing on the side of the road and smiling, a car honked its horn on the opposite side.Tao Han looked up and saw Cayenne on the opposite side, standing still.

The phone rang, and Tao Han picked it up.

"Why do you want me to turn around and pick you up?" Wen Sen said with a smile on the phone, "How delicate, cross the road by yourself."

"You will die if you turn around?"

"Why don't I get out of the car and help you?" Wen Sen said, "Don't forget the ink, you have to drop it after you drop it, isn't it bothering you?"

"The road ahead is under construction, a one-way street." Tao Han said, "Turn around."

Wen Sen hung up the phone and turned the car around in front of him.Tao Han sat in the co-pilot and opened the window himself.

"Say it earlier!" Vinson said, "Hey Siri, re-route."

Siri's female voice began to lay out a new route for him, and Tao Han looked at the destination: "Japanese food?"

"You can't eat Japanese food if you have a cold." Wen Sen said.

"No, it's just that I didn't talk about anything, it's so grand." Tao Han said, "This family has an average of over a thousand."

"So he is very sincere." Wen Sen said, "How about it? Are you interested?"

Tao Han didn't speak, leaned against the leather seat wearing a mask, and sighed.

His interest is not here.

The author has something to say: Hey, I don’t know what to say next, shame on Pule