Dear girl

A few days later, Xia Yao was transferred to a private hospital under the arrangement of Song Xinci.

The location of the hospital is slightly remote, decorated like a garden, with long tree-lined avenues, rockery, fountains... The autumn wind blows, and there is a burst of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Xia Yao was wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown and was sitting in a wheelchair. Under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, the sunlight was shining, not hot but not cold, so she wouldn't wear a thin quilt.Song Xinci was afraid that Xia Yao would be cold, so he stuffed a bear for Xia Yao to hold.

Xia Yao looked down at the phone, thinking about something in a daze.

Song Xinci hugged a foldable chair like fishing, opened it and sat next to Xia Yao, and glanced at Xia Yao: "Regret it."

Xia Yao smiled: "That's a little bit." She should go to Sun Ge after the investigation, but now, she hasn't even been to three.

There were several calls from Ninth Sister at different times in the phone, Xia Yao was thinking about how to go back naturally.

Song Xinci shook his legs: "Let me tell you a story."

Xia Yao hugged the bear, and gave a big applause.

Song Xinci is serious: "It is said that once upon a time, two children made an appointment to go to the market together on a sunny afternoon. On the way, they passed an apple tree. There was a bright red apple on the apple tree..."

Xia Yao smiled: "Maybe it's poisonous."

"Don't interrupt." Song Xinci put a hand on Xia Yao's knee, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. It was originally made up temporarily. Xia Yao's words gave her a new way of thinking, and she looked at "surprised" Xia Yao: "Wow, sister Yao is really smart, she can see the crux of the problem at a glance."

Xia Yao coughed: "Then, did the apple fall?"

"Of course not. It's a poisonous apple." Song Xinci went on to say, "One of the smart and kind-hearted children recognized that it was poisonous. He was afraid that passers-by would accidentally pick it up and eat it, so he planned to pick it up and throw it away. Lose."

Xia Yao nodded: "Good boy."

Song Xinci patted Xia Yao's knee: "But, that kid is a bit short, and he can't reach the branches even if he tiptoes."

Xia Yao: "Did the kid give up?"

Song Xinci shook his head: "The child is a persistent person, scratching his little head and thinking, thinking and thinking, and suddenly found a stone on the ground."

Xia Yao looked at Song Xinci, her expression softer than the autumn wind: "Then the kid picked up the stone?"

"Smart." Song Xinci said and became depressed again, "But, even though her parabola hit the apple very accurately, the vicious apple bounced back the stone again, and the child had no time to dodge, and was hit on the head. Bag."

"Oh——" Xia Yao was very cooperative, "I have encountered difficulties."

Song Xinci nodded: "At this time, another child came over. She was tall and trustworthy. She squatted down and said to the child who was hit on the head, you can step on my shoulder, so that you can reach the apple."

Looking at the fountain not far away, Xia Yao said, "This seems like a good idea."

"Of course." Song Xinci affirmed, "They picked the apples just like that."

"Then are they still going to the market?"

"Catch any episode, the story ends here." Song Xinci looked at Xia Yao, "This story tells us that if two people are of the same heart, their benefits can cut through gold. When encountering difficult problems, we must believe in the strength of our friends."

Xia Yao had a look of "enlightenment", clasped the bear with both hands and applauded: "What a great story... Let's thank Teacher Song together, shall we?"

Song Xinci was stunned by his soft appearance, then he took out his mobile phone from his bag and handed it to Xia Yao.

Xia Yao took the phone: "What?"

Song Xinci said mysteriously: "Watch the video."

"Okay." Xia Yao smiled lightly, "Password?"

Song Xinci tilted his head: "930222."

Xia Yao's smile deepened, and she changed the subject: "By the way, what are you going to show me...it's not a ghost movie, I remember it's not April Fool's Day yet..."

Having said that, it's still open.

The characters in the picture are a little far away, and there is a row of tall women wearing different types of clothes that are almost revealing.

They were bargaining over there: "Six thousand, six thousand is fine." Cheng Yang's voice.

Another male voice sounded quite pleasant: "No way, Brother Cheng, you can still negotiate the price if you think this is some place. Since you are Brother Lang's friend, how about I invite you today, just treat it as a friend."

"How bad that is."

……

There are five videos in total, steam room, bathhouse, massage area... Even in public places, some people don't care, and the various pictures and sounds in some corners are unsightly.

A patient with a cane walked by and could only glance at them knowingly.

Xia Yao paused and looked at Song Xinci.

Song Xinci blinked: "Are you a tall and trustworthy friend?"

Xia Yao was moved in her heart, she pursed her lips, handed the bear to Song Xinci, and said sincerely, "For you."

Song Xinci: "..." This seems to be stuffed for you by me.

Taking the bear, "Thank you sister Yao."

After finishing speaking, he stuffed it back into Xia Yao's arms.

After sorting out all the clues and sending them to Lao Yang's mailbox, this trip to the nightclub seems to have really come to an end.

After staying for another 40 days, Xia Yao was discharged from the hospital in the golden autumn.Just about to call home, my mother called first.

After hanging up the phone, Xia Yao looked at Song Xinci who was helping her pack her luggage, and said, "Xinci, do you want to go to a small county town?"

Song Xinci was puzzled at first, and then worried with a little surprise: "Your family?"

Xia Yao nodded: "I don't know if you are used to playing or not."

Song Xinci didn't pay attention, and folded clothes on the side, and said to himself: "I want to see your elementary school classroom, walk the way you went to school, and buy an ice cream at the canteen where you bought snacks."

Xia Yao smiled: "I didn't eat much snacks when I was young."

These days, Xia Yao's mind has calmed down a lot. Although she still suffers from insomnia, she has the courage to take Song Xinci's hand back and hold her.

it is more than words.

Song Xinci felt that driving an Aston Martin back home seemed a bit high-profile, so he borrowed Uncle Li's Mercedes-Benz GLA.

In order to cover up the dozen or so gray hairs, Song Xinci had already re-dyed her hair, from the previous honey brown color to warm brown, with big waves, soft, fluffy and natural, full of goddess feeling.

the next morning.Song Xinci wore a blue and white striped fake pair, Xia Yao wore a V-neck thin plain knitted sweater, and set off.The trunk was full of all kinds of gifts that Xia Yao said she wanted to buy without using Song Xinci.

The SUV drove away from the urban area, took a two-way four-lane provincial road for a while, and then turned into a two-way two-lane county road.

Poplars were planted on both sides of the road, and the golden leaves shook the ground in the breeze. Xia Yao listened to the music and looked out of the window. Sometimes there were farmhouses in the distance, and sometimes there were low mountains, and there were farmers breaking corn in the field.

Blue sky and white clouds, autumn is crisp.

The good seems to have no end.

"I lost one arm, so I opened one eye." Xia Yao read for no reason.

"I also wrote a poem when I was eight years old, do you want to listen to it?" Song Xinci received.

Xia Yao turned her head and looked at her with a smile, folded her hands on her knees: "Listen carefully."

Song Xinci coughed, and said solemnly: "Zhang San was walking down the path after school, and picked up a piece of big red cloth, what to do with the big red cloth, and made a pair of big pants."

Xia Yao covered her mouth and smiled lightly, praised: "I can't tell, you still have such talent."

Song Xinci glanced at Xia Yao and sighed, "It's not because of Bomei." After finishing speaking, he groaned, and continued: "Speaking of which, I still like Gu Cheng's poem better."

"Which poem?"

Song Xinci looked at Xia Yao again, his eyes were bright, and he read slowly: "The grass is growing its seeds, and the wind is shaking its leaves. It is very beautiful when we stand without talking."

Next song, lyrical.

Aslongasstarsshinedownfromhe@@en

(as long as the stars keep twinkling)

And other rivers run into the sea

(The river also flows into the sea)

Till the end of time forever

(until the end of time)

You're the only love I'll need

(you are my only love)

……【Note】

Amidst this moving melody, Xia Yao suddenly flashed a few words in her mind, her thoughts were gushing like a spring, she looked at the straight ahead covered with fallen leaves in the dense forest, then turned her head to look at Song Xinci who was driving, and said: " New words, sister Yao is not talented, so she barely wrote a modern poem."

Song Xinci looked over: "When?"

Xia Yao: "Just now."

Song Xinci looked back, held the steering wheel, and sent his right ear to the co-pilot, expressing that he wanted to listen.

Xia Yao leaned back on her seat and looked at Song Xinci slightly.Read slowly: "

When I was young, I heard my mother tell about the elves in fairy tales

She lives deep in the forest and wears a bell

The hunter who lost one eye put down the gun on her back for her

Wandering by the brook covered with leaves, day by day looking forward to

what does an elf look like

what does an elf look like

is it bright

Isn't it beautiful and generous?

where is the elf

where is the elf

Listen to the birds singing in the woods

Still listening to fish jingle

has she ever seen hunter clothes

Do you want to go back home with the hunter?

Sitting by the fire on a cold winter night

Hold your chin and listen to the hunter talking about the elves in fairy tales

She lives deep in the forest and wears a bell

......"

While reading, Xia Yao kept looking at Song Xinci with a smile in her eyes.

In fact, it’s not just when reading poetry.

Whenever Xia Yao looked at Song Xinci, she always had a smile in her eyes.

Song Xinci slowed down and pulled over: "I think there are very few pedestrians on this road." He said and stretched out his hand to Xia Yao, "Come on, let's hug for 10 minutes before driving."

"By the way, sister Yao deserves to be the number one scholar in liberal arts—"

"People with columns are just different—"

"He has a kind heart, a good-looking person, not to mention a good temperament, and talent—"

"Huh..." Xia Yao rubbed Song Xinci's head, "Do you have anything to ask me?"

Song Xinci raised his eyebrows: "I need to ask you for something?"

"No need—" Xia Yao laughed, "Your business is mine."

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Note: - Jaci Velasquez "Imagine Me Without You"

She lives in the depths of the forest, with bells on her body~