Now, little cane

Yan He sat in Qi Ling's car, and the two of them didn't speak a word.

Kong Dongsong made both of them extremely embarrassed.

Arriving at Yanhe's neighborhood, Qiling parked the car and said, "Go."

Yan He unbuckled his seat belt, and Qi Ling grabbed his wrist again, Yan He was puzzled.

Qi Ling asked, "Do you still have asthma medicine at home?"

Yanhe nodded.

Qi Ling picked out the purple medicine box from Yan He's palm, threw it on the car, and said, "You go."

Yan He glanced at his brow bone, but softened his heart, and said, "Come with me, and disinfect the wound."

Qi Ling raised her eyebrows, feeling a slight prickly pain, which was left over from the fight.

Qi Ling locked the car and followed Yan He.

Yan He poured him a glass of juice, and Qi Ling took it and drank it slowly.

Yan He dug out the iodophor at home, dipped it in with a cotton swab, and applied it on Qi Ling's wound, he twitched the corners of his mouth, Yan He laughed.

Qi Ling asked: "Where can you smoke in your house?"

Yan He pointed to the balcony.

Qi Ling nodded and got up.

After Yan He packed his things, he felt eyes cast on him, raised his head, Qi Ling lit a cigarette, and the cigarette butt had a little orange spark sinking in the night, and he just looked at him, silent, unable to discern his expression.

Yan He lowered his head and closed the drawer.

He was already a little sleepy, so he took a change of clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower. When he came out, Qi Ling hadn't finished smoking his cigarette, and he was flamboyant in the night, his temperament and the gloomy night merged into one.

Yan He walked over and said in a low voice, "Don't smoke too much."

Qi Ling looked at him, his gaze went from his dripping hair to the back of his shoulders covered with a bath towel and then to his half-hidden waistline.

Yan He reacted immediately, a little embarrassed, Qi Ling didn't speak, just stared at his waist.

Yan He was even more embarrassed.

Fortunately, I didn't come out with a bath towel as rough as usual, at least, with pajama pants? ? ?

Ha ha.

Qi Ling said: "Kong Dongsong is Zhou Chiguang's cousin, Zhou Chiguang is Yu Quan's partner, and Yu Quan is a partner of our company. Well, it's a kind of sympathy to know Yu Quan, and it's not easy for him and his partner. Later, I got to know each other through them. Kong Dongsong, quite...a well-behaved child."

Yan He was embarrassed: "You don't have to say it."

Qi Ling ignored him, and continued: "After my father passed away, my life was much easier. No one competed, and I felt empty, you... I dare not miss you anymore..." Qi Ling closed her eyes slightly.

"He has liked me for a long time, Yu Quan persuaded me to try. I sometimes take people home, but I have never dealt with them seriously. He persuaded me, I want to change someone, try again, I also I don’t know if I can start over, but after less than two months, I saw you, and after thinking about it all night, I broke up with him, it’s as simple as that.”

Yan He didn't know what to say.

Qi Ling's cigarette finally seemed to be exhausted.He pinched it and didn't get a new one.

Seeing Yan He standing there in a daze, Qi Ling smiled: "Do you know why I didn't come over that day in the garage and left?"

Yan He looked at him puzzled.

Qi Ling smiled even more: "It's the same as now, it's tough, to be honest, if you stand like this again, I'll drag you in and do it."

Yanhe: ...

Yan He heard the sound of the door closing in the room, he went out and locked the door in the dark.

He leaned his head against the wall and didn't turn on the light.

My heart aches badly.

The next day, he was woken up by the ringing of the phone. Yan He touched it from the bedside and put it to his ear: "Hello."

"Did the girl you chased catch up?" Yan Hema asked.

Yan He woke up in a jerk, hurriedly said: "Catch up."

Yan Jing calmly said, "Take me here today, I'll take a look too."

Before Yan He could speak, Yan Jing hung up.

Yan He looked at the phone and was still dazed and awake for a while.

After fully waking up and remembering what he said, Yan He rolled around in the quilt a few times, screaming.

I still called You Suxi and successfully got a scolding from the country. Yan He's grandson pretended to be cute, and still coaxed Miss You to nod her head. .”

Thank you so much for your compliment?

Yan He hung up the phone and threw the quilt to the side.

When passing by the balcony while washing, there were about five or six cigarette butts thrown by Qi Ling yesterday, under the sun.

Yan He watched silently for a moment, then sighed.

Yan He still had a car, and when he arrived downstairs in You Suxi's community, Yan He almost couldn't find anyone, until You Suxi called and scolded him for being blind, he finally saw Miss You's outfit today clearly.

Waist-length hair, plain makeup...

Yan He got out of the car, opened the passenger door for her, and couldn't help but want to take a closer look, You Suxi pushed him away: "With makeup on, can you look so beautiful without makeup?"

Yan He gently closed the passenger door for her.

Sit back in the driver's seat, thought for a while, and said, "You can just call my mother Aunt Yan when you see me."

You Suxi was puzzled, but seeing Yanhe driving, he didn't ask any further questions.

On the way, after asking about what happened yesterday, You Suxi almost jumped out of the car, if he didn't have a seat belt.

You Suxi was furious, stretched out her hand and twisted Yan He's ears: "You are so cowardly, you just pick up your ex when you say you will pick up your ex?!"

Yan He yelled: "Sister, sister, I'm driving, it hurts."

You Suxi: "Call Mom!"

"mom!!"

You Suxi let go, half of Yanhe's ears turned red, You Suxi: "Look at you! Why don't you prefer death to submission?"

At the red light, Yan He stopped, touched his ear with one free hand, grinned slightly, thought for a while, and touched his nose again.

"Why would you rather die than surrender?" Yan He asked.

You Suxi was furious: "Aren't you tired of his ex at all?"

Yan He smiled: "Actually, he is quite a simple boy, he is very shy when he smiles."

You Suxi was surprised: "Could it be that you fell in love with his ex?"

Yan He almost turned the steering wheel to the bottom.

Yan He: "I beg you to think more sunny, I'm driving!"

You Suxi gave Yan He a supercilious look.

Yan He was frightened and drove for a while. Gradually, there were fewer cars on the road. When he entered the suburbs, Yan He spoke again, and said in a serious way: "I'm in my 30s, and I'm not in my twenties. How can I be so fussy? , besides, it’s not good to put a fresh graduate in a bar in that situation, anyway, they’ll always have a better time, right?”

Yousushi: "Hmph, Holy Mother bitch."

You Suxi: "So you still want to be happy?"

Yan He lowered his eyes for a moment: "It's not important."

You Suxi snorted again, and just looked out the window by herself.

When it was time to arrive, You Suxi got out of the car and took a look, dumbfounded.

Suburbs, villas, large gardens, cars parked in a row, magnificent colors, blinding signs.

You Suxi tugged on Yanhe's sleeve and said, "You local tyrants still lack a dog, the kind who has a doctor's degree."

Yan He raised his forehead: "I'll tell you later, I remember seeing my mother called Aunt Yan."

You Suxi kept nodding: "I am willing to marry you even if I am a local tyrant."

You Suxi was brought into the house by Yan He, and when he reached the second floor, he heard the sound of the piano, Yan He pushed the door open.

Yan Jing ignored them and played the piano by herself, while You Suxi and Yan He stood together and waited silently.

Sunlight came in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, Yan Jing's hair was covered with halos, her fingers fluttered on the piano, and You Suxi quickly recognized that the song was Nightingale.very beautiful.

After about 10 minutes, Yan Jing stopped after the last tone.

She looked up at them and got up safely.

Yan Jing smiled and said, "This is Miss You, hello."

Yousushi was dumbfounded and speechless.

Yan He pushed You Suxi, and You Suxi opened his mouth, calling... he couldn't come out! ! !

Is Yan He fucking mature? With this skin, she would believe even eighteen!

Yan Jing didn't seem to care much, and smiled: "Are you scared?"

You Suxi quickly bit the bullet and said, "Yan, Auntie, you are so beautiful~"

Yan Jing's smile deepened, and she brushed the broken hair in her ears: "Come with me."

Yan He and You Suxi fell behind, and You Suxi was busy talking: "Oh my God, this is really your mother, isn't it your stepmother?!"

Yan He: "Look at the facial features."

You Suxi: "You are stupid, you are of mixed race, what facial features do I see!"

Yan He didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You can always tell who you are, right?"

You Suxi felt that what Yan He said made some sense.

Sitting down in the lobby, Yan Jing asked Aunt Guo to make tea, and You Suxi took a closer look, and sure enough, there was a bit of similarity in the eyebrows and eyes, and she admired Yan Jing's prosperous beauty from the bottom of her heart.

Yan Jing and You Suxi chat casually, Yan Jing has a good temperament, You Suxi is not uncomfortable, and just talked about classical culture, Yan Jing drags You Suxi upstairs to discuss pictures of ladies.

Yan Jing didn't ask any embarrassing words from the beginning to the end.

After lunch, the sun was setting, Yan Jing wanted to draw a sketch for You Suxi, saying it was a gift for her.

You Suxi'an sat quietly on the chair, and said to Yanhe suddenly: "You stand in and look at her."

Yan He was stunned, but still did as he did, staring big eyes at small eyes with You Suxi.

Yan Jing waved her hands, and said to Yan He, "It's ugly, let's go."

Yanhe: ...

Yan Jing painted very fast, and it was finished in less than half an hour.

Yan Jing handed the painting to You Suxi and said, "Let's go to Aunt Guo to deal with it, and I can take it away later."

The beauty in the painting is as quiet as a virgin, and You Suxi happily holds it down.

Yan Jing took a wet handkerchief and slowly wiped off the graphite stains on her hands, and said calmly, "You brought the girl back to fool me again."

After speaking, he looked up, and happened to see Yan He standing at a loss.

Yan Jing put down the wet veil and began to organize her painting tools.

It took a long time before Yan He said helplessly, "Mom, how did you know that she wasn't?"

Yan Jing said indifferently: "When you were standing in the painting, your eyes were wrong."

Yan He stopped talking.

Yan Jing asked, "Who exactly do you want?"

Yan He lowered his eyes.

Yan Jing smiled and shook her head.

"Then take care of yourself. It seems that I will be ahead of you again when I remarry."

Yan He was surprised for a moment, but Yan Jing's face was calm, and his every move was beautiful.

Yan He asked, "Is your new boyfriend treating you well?"

Yan Jing nodded and laughed: "I love him."

Yan He pursed his lips, looked deeply at Yan Jing, and said for a while, "I'm afraid you will be sad."

Yan Jing smiled mischievously: "Love is like this. I am an artist, how can you ask an artist to live in an emotional desert? That would kill my inspiration."

Yan He stepped forward and hugged Yan Jing, with complicated emotions, he said, "I wish you happiness."

Yan Jing stood up and kissed Yan He on the cheek.

"Happiness to you too, son."

When You Suxi and Yan He came out of Yan Jing's house, You Suxi kept looking at Yan He, or staring?

Yan He laughed: "What do you want to ask?"

You Suxi: "Lord, is your family short of dogs?"

Yan He said casually: "There is no shortage of dogs, but a lack of wives!"

You Suxi: "I will go to get the certificate tomorrow, the price is one set, if it is less than 500 million, I won't do it~husband~~~"

Yan He was helpless: "Please be serious!"

You Suxi pursed her lips and asked, "What does your mother do? So..."

Yan He smiled and said: "Miss Qianjin, both father and brother are good. They studied painting. Later, when they traveled around the world, they fell in love. With me, when they returned to England to study painting, they forgot to sleep and eat, and forgot to have an abortion, so I was born. , her grandfather gave her a fortune, and later her paintings sold well, that's all..."

You Suxi was curious: "Where is your father from?"

Yan He: "This is more complicated. He is Italian, but he is also of mixed blood, so I... have mixed blood from several countries, but the European blood is not heavy, and there is not much difference at ordinary times."

You Suxi glanced around at Yan He's light brown hair and eyes.

You Suxi was so moved that tears streamed down her face: "Being friends."

Yan He really didn't want to talk to her.

The author has something to say: Merry Christmas, show your heart to everyone~

They will be together soon, and then they will slowly talk about the past~ Take a bite of the cookie first and then talk~~~www

Recently, I heard that there are a lot of girls who take the exam, everyone, please do your best~~~ Just watch and smile before going to bed~~~