Now, little cane

Wu Yixing frowned, wondering: "So, how did you catch up with Yanhe?"

Qi Ling was amused by her words, and asked tauntingly, "Why do you think I still have the nerve to chase him after such a thing happened?"

Wu Yixing: "Otherwise?"

Qiling tapped lightly on the table with her right finger, and said slowly: "Naturally they are far away."

Wu Yixing raised his eyebrows: "But you are still together."

Qi Ling: "It's a coincidence."

Wu Yixing looked directly at him, obviously not believing it.Qi Ling drank with her, but was not ready to speak.

In the coffee shop opposite, Yan He didn't know where to start, and the continuous things were cut and cut continuously to form a straight line.

Yousushi noticed his anxiety, bowed his head not to force him, and let him say whatever he liked.

Yan He said, "I'll think about how to say it."

Yousushi: "Okay."

The eyes of the two people were concentrated on the street scene of the same street.

They all chose to remain silent.

Street lights imprinted into the eyes, no longer like a quiet alley full of stars in the teenage years.

It took only a few days for Yan He to be discharged from the hospital.

Qi Ling's heart is from summer to winter, the flowers bloom and the clouds roll and the clouds relax for several springs and autumns.

Yan Jing didn't show up, Qi Ling asked for leave, and didn't dare to leave Yan He for too long.

Occasionally, I ran into the ward and heard Yan He and Yan Jing talking on the phone. Yan He's tone was gentle and calm, as if the person opposite was the patient.He whispered, don't worry, Qiling was heartbroken, and walked around from the outside before returning to the ward.

When he was discharged from the hospital, Yanhe thanked him, fortunately he was there.

Qi Ling opened her mouth slightly, and stood there for a long time without saying a word.

Yan He looked back at him, Qi Ling suddenly turned her head and said, "I'll go and settle the remaining expenses first."

Yan He's attending doctor is surnamed Wang.

Dr. Wang called Qi Ling to the consulting room and asked him to observe Yan He more.

After speaking, he prescribed some sedative medicine and asked Qi Ling to keep it.

Qi Ling asked blankly: "Yes, what's the matter?"

Dr. Wang said: "It's hard to say, he was stimulated, and there is nothing wrong with most patients recovering."

It was just a routine order.

Qi Ling's heart stabilized again.

Dr. Wang said again: "Just pay more attention."

Qi Ling hurriedly nodded.

Taking the medicine back to Yan He's house, Qi Ling helped him clean it up, the house was covered with dust, and he worked hard to clean it, Yan He was embarrassed, followed him, Qi Ling was silent most of the time, and Yan He did what he said.

Yan He saw it in his eyes.

After the house was packed, Qi Ling went downstairs and ordered a table of dishes to take back.

As soon as he opened the door, he watched Yanhe watching TV while drinking a can of cold beer.

Qi Ling was instantly very angry, saying that he had just been discharged from the hospital and shouldn't be drinking.

Yan He was a bit unfamiliar with Qi Ling who was blowing his hair. The boy's brows were tightened, his lips were pursed, and he held his beer can in his hand, refusing to budge.The laughing and rebellious silhouette, with the change of expression, brought Yanhe silent pressure at that moment.

Yan He: "Okay, I won't drink it, but let me finish this can, it's a waste."

Qi Ling looked up at what he had drunk, and took a breath to empty the bottle.

Yanhe: ...

It seemed to be the first time that I saw Qi Ling who was half angry and half annoyed.

Yan He knew something was wrong with him in his heart, but he wasn't quite sure.

After the two of them had dinner, Qi Ling went to wash the dishes again, but Yan He didn't grab him, and was yelled at to stay on the sofa.

When Qi Ling came out after washing the dishes, Yan He sat cross-legged on the sofa and looked at him with his head tilted, his light-colored eyes were bright, Qi Ling's heart skipped a beat.

Qi Ling asked somewhat bluntly: "What's wrong?"

Yan He thought for a while and asked, "Do you feel sorry for me?"

Qi Ling pursed her lips and said nothing.

Qi Ling put her hands in her trouser pockets, her knuckles in her trouser pockets were pinched pale, she sat beside Yan He, picked up the remote control to change channels.

Yan He patted him on the shoulder, and said in a gentle voice, "This is my problem. I don't blame you. You just made a fuss. Blame me for being too gullible. I will pay attention next time."

Qiling's lips turned white, and Yan He's words choked up: "You, don't blame yourself, you haven't looked like you these days."

Qi Ling suddenly turned her head and asked, "Why am I not like me?"

Yan He was captured by this look, embarrassed: "Well, I'm used to seeing you smiling. These days, you have a sad face, young man, it's nothing to worry about."

Yan He sounded like an elder, Qi Ling said forcefully: "You are only two years older than me."

Yan He laughed: "Okay, okay, don't think about it, anyway, I am also a boy, not a girl."

Qi Ling bit her lower lip with her upper teeth, Yan He's words silenced him.

He turned his head stiffly to face the TV. There was a festive program on the TV, and Yan He would laugh when he watched it.

Qi Ling closed her eyes, feeling a surge of sadness, Yan He didn't understand anything at all.

And after this incident, what face does he have to mention liking again?

Yan He shouldn't be dragged onto this road by him, it's not clean.

He should return Yanhe's normal world to him and stop disturbing her.

Once the decision is made, I think about how to say goodbye. Qiling stays at Yanhe's house at night, does not fall asleep in the middle of the night, gets up lightly, sits at the door of Yanhe's bedroom, and buries her face deep in her knees.

In the future, there should be no such similar nights again.

Goodbye, my favorite boy.

In Yanhe's memory, this was also the last night Qiling stayed overnight before everything broke out.

Afterwards, Qi Ling smiled less at him, showed a little bit of politeness and alienation, and spoke with a big heart. When he observed this, he had already learned from other people that Qi Ling had a conversation with the English class representative of the class next door. Be in love for a while.

No wonder Qi Ling gradually stopped going to his house for dinner after school.

On Friday, after school, Qi Ling said, "I'll go back to the dormitory first."

Yan He didn't mind waving his hands: "Go, go, hurry up~"

Qi Ling frowned: "What?"

Seeing that he was still pretending, Yanhe said with a smile, "Aren't you with the girl in the next class? Go ahead, I won't bother you."

Qi Ling was taken aback, she stood there for a while, and asked, "When did you know?"

Yan He thought for a while: "A week ago? It seems to be."

Qi Ling: "It's been so long, why don't you ask me?"

Yan He was confused: "If you don't tell me, don't you just don't want to tell others?"

Qi Ling was speechless.

Yan He patted him on the shoulder and smiled: "Go, go, don't worry, I don't like that girl."

Qi Ling's mouth was bitter, she took a deep breath, turned her head away from Yan He, and slowly packed her things.

Packed up and left without saying a word.

Yan He was still a little puzzled, was he shy? ? ?

As far as Yan He knows, there are indeed a few girls who like Qi Ling.The English class representative of the class next door is called He Hui, who is somewhat similar to Han Xue, both of whom are small and cute girls.When Qi Ling was confessed, she still couldn't get rid of Yan He's matter, so she responded as soon as her brain twitched, thinking that it was just time to distance herself from Yan He.

He Hui is very shy and restrained, but the way he looks at Qi Ling often makes him turn his head and pretend not to see in embarrassment.

He didn't want to tell Yanhe about it either.

But now, Yan He told him that he knew it a long time ago and didn't care at all.

Qi Ling almost crushed her gums.

Back in the dormitory, seeing the love letter that the girl had given to Yan He that she had kept, Qi Ling felt very disappointed.

He Hui, very good, but he doesn't like it.Even if he crazily wants to fall in love and be normal, he can't lie to his heart after all.

Qiling rested her elbows on the table, buried her face in her hands, and thought to herself, after a while, if you can fall in love with He Hui, everyone will be happy, if you don't, forget it.

Even though he planned this way, Qi Ling was almost desperately aware that he would not be interested.

He Hui made an appointment to go to the movies on Saturday, He Hui was wearing a white dress, smiling shyly with her head down, her cheeks flushed with blush.

Qi Ling's heart was like stagnant water, pressing down in a puddle.

After dinner, the two walked back to Qi Ling's dormitory at school, all the way under the shade of a tree, He Hui went to hold Qi Ling's hand, Qi Ling's pupils constricted for a moment, she didn't break free, and she didn't hold her tightly.

On this small road, his heart was beating wildly, and he didn't know why.

Sending He Hui downstairs to the girls' dormitory, the moment Qi Ling let go of He Hui's hand, she felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.He Hui stared at him, Qi Ling's whole body was stiff again, He Hui slowly moved closer, Qi Ling's eyes were wide open, her lips moved closer and closer, she wanted to close them.Qi Ling was the first to take a step back in fright, her face pale.

He Hui was stunned, Qi Ling couldn't speak well, and stammered: "I, I'll go back first."

He walked very fast, as if someone was chasing him.

After turning a corner, Qi Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

There was uncomfortable cold sweat on his forehead.

After a while, I felt more comfortable, not so uncomfortable.

Walk around the same path to the supermarket, ready to buy a box of drinks for yourself, on that familiar road.

Qi Ling suddenly remembered that it turned out that he was the one who pressed Yan He's shoulder with one hand and walked along this road countless times.

Qi Ling stopped where she was, and couldn't help but cover her eyes.

Go downstairs to Yan He's house, sit on the wooden chair and drink the drink he bought.

Qi Ling stayed for another meeting, and the windows of Yan He's house shone with warm yellow light.

He endured and endured, and finally returned to the dormitory step by step.

That night, Qi Ling didn't sleep well.

On the weekend, Yanhe's last follow-up visit, Qiling accompanied Yanhe to the hospital, after Dr. Wang's examination and questioning, everything was normal.

The sedative drug at night can be officially stopped.

Yan He was very happy.Qi Ling was both happy and sad.

When we were having dinner together, Yan He said: "My mother is going to hold an art exhibition, and I'm going to her place for two days. Do you want to go and play?"

Looking at Yan He's smile, Qi Ling didn't know what to do, she wanted to nod, but he abruptly said no.

Yan He was not disappointed either, still smiling.

Qi Ling's heart hurts.

Accompanying Yan He home, Yan He thought that Qi Ling was going to live in his house, and planned to tidy up the room, but Qi Ling refused.

When closing the door, Qi Ling thought to herself, the beginning is always difficult, but then it will be fine.

Starting from Monday, there was no familiar person at the table, and Qi Ling felt a little empty.

On Wednesday, she still didn't come back, Qi Ling thought, there must be something that delayed her.

Yanhe's desks were empty until Friday.

Qi Ling couldn't hold back, and called Yan He.

Yan He has a mobile phone, and so does Qi Ling. They are all given by the family. They are not used on weekdays, so they answer the phone on weekends.

The beeping sound lasted for a long time, and when Qi Ling felt that there should be no one, it got through.

Yan He's voice seemed a little sleepy: "Hello?"

Qi Ling: "Yanhe?"

"Ah? Oh. It's me. Qi Ling?"

Qi Ling asked: "Why haven't you come back for so long, is everything going well there?"

Yan He was silent for a moment, then said softly: "The art exhibition is going well, I want to stay with my mother for a while, it's been a long time."

Qi Ling was embarrassed: "Oh, then I'll hang up."

Yan He suddenly called out in a low voice: "Qi Ling..."

"what happened?"

There was another silence, Yan He's voice returned to gentleness and said: "It's nothing, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Yan He pressed the reject button with his hand, turned around, and saw a row of English medicines on the table.

He took a deep breath, his heart palpitating violently.

Aunt Guo opened the door and came in, put down a cup of hot milk, and said, "Madam Yan asked me to prepare it for you, Xiaohe, take your medicine and go to bed early."

Yan He smiled: "Okay."

Aunt Guo continued: "I'm afraid it will take half a month to bring back the medicine from abroad, and I'll get it for you when the time comes."

Yanhe nodded.

Aunt Guo: "Madam Yan asked you, are you going to live here from now on? I can help you with the withdrawal procedures."

Yan He pursed his lips and said, "Before I went back to England, what did my mother mean, I lived here?"

Aunt Guo: "Madam Yan meant that before she left, but she didn't force it."

Yan He bowed his head: "No, I'll go back to school."

Aunt Guo hesitated to speak, but Yanhe comforted her and said, "It's okay, I'm not feeling well and I'll be back."

Aunt Guo nodded, her eyes full of worry, she went out and closed the door gently.

As soon as Aunt Guo left, the smile on Yan He's mouth fell.

He opened the medicine, peeled it off, let go of his palm, and drank it with milk.

It took an hour to sit on the bedside before I fell asleep. The moment I closed my eyes, it was swallowed by an uncomfortable darkness.

The author has something to say: A reader asked earlier, and I didn’t write it very clearly. Let me explain here. Qi Ling’s appointment with the cigarette case in the bar is not to make him happy, but to observe the intuitive reaction of the cigarette case to the same person. If He doesn't like or feel uncomfortable, he probably won't say a word of his own feelings.The story was set ten years ago, and it is not as tolerant as it is now. As for the same boy in my class, I only found out that he is the same in college.In this matter, Yanhe's careless credulity and erroneous mistakes are both related, but there is no position to blame. So big, I can't help but think about what if.

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Thank you for picking up a seven. Susu, who I can’t name, threw mine at me, and I feel the continuous love~~~

There are still a few chapters left for this disease, everyone put on your bulletproof vests and hold on, I love you~~~ I beg you to continue to love me~~~=3=~~~

After this, there will be more than ten chapters showing love~~ There is also a marriage proposal line~~ I am afraid that you will be sweet by then~~~ (By the way, shameless begging for a new friend to accept my column~~~

Forget about ORZ, chattering me, come here, I will give each one a hard hug when they come~~~Compare heart~~~