When Qiao Tong came back, he brought not only a thermometer, but also a young man carrying a medicine box. According to the man, he was the family doctor of Qiao's family. Hearing that Mrs. Qiao might have a fever, he rushed away immediately. come over.

The doctor dug out a series of professional equipment and began to diagnose. Shang Youxuan and Qiao Tong were naturally driven aside.

Qiao Tong clearly felt the other party's rejection of her. Ever since she didn't go up to help her mother just now, Shang Youxuan has gone from being indifferent at the beginning to now blatantly disgusting.

Even though they had met for a short time, Qiao Tong could tell that this person was a person with very clear loves and dislikes. Likes were written on his face, and dislikes were also written on his face. It seemed that he was hated.

The feeling of being hated is as familiar as ever.When she first came to a foreign country, she was 12 years old. She was alone in a boarding school. She didn't know the place well, and she didn't know the language very well.However, the feeling of being hated is not the same as it is now, as if it is more uncomfortable now.She opened her mouth, wanting to explain, but when the words came to an end, she swallowed them back.

There was complete silence.

After the doctor saw it, he said there was no serious problem, and told Mu Xiaoqing to rest more, and it was best to have some light porridge for lunch, not to be stained with oil.After exhorting, he pulled the two people who were stuck beside the bed together and went out together, closing the door behind him.

Qiao Tong brewed a smile and said, "Youxuan, you like piano..."

Shang Youxuan interrupted her before she finished speaking, and said in a distant tone: "Miss Qiao, I want to go for a walk by myself, is that okay?"

The smile on Qiao Tong's face remained unchanged: "Of course, if you need anything, you can always find me, or Uncle Geng, the housekeeper. He is usually in the small white building on the left when you go out of this house."

Shang Youxuan nodded her head lightly: "Thank you." Then she turned and went out.

Qiao Tong's smile froze the moment she went out, a trace of familiar confusion flashed in her eyes, and she scanned the empty living room at a loss, until she saw Olivia standing upside down in the corner, her eyes regained focus focal length.

Olivia is a four-and-a-half-year-old male Chow Chow. Its shoulder height and body length are square, both 56 cm. Because of its extraordinarily strong muscles, it looks extraordinarily round.Calling it an upside-down is actually similar to a ball piled up at a different angle, but it is still standing upside down very seriously, with ears and eyes all squeezed into the hair on its face.

Qiao Tong called softly: "Olivia."

The chubby Chow, which seemed to have settled down, suddenly fell off the wall and ran over swiftly. Due to its too fast movement, it made a clumsy forward roll on the ground. It rushed like a heroic knight without hesitation. In front of the master.

The corner of the eye was lightly tapped like a brush dipped in peach red, and the owner's eye circles turned red.Then she knelt down and stroked its soft long fur, watching its natural sad expression, it sensitively sensed the other party's low mood, and tried hard to exaggerate its ridiculous expression, and the redness gradually disappeared.

Qiao Tong rubbed its head heavily, and Olivia stuck out her tongue and gently licked her palm.

Holding the handrail of the stairs again with her white hands, Qiao Tong glanced outside the door, stared blankly for a while, and sighed softly, the lonely figures of a person and a dog disappeared into the depths of the corridor at the end of the stairs.

Shang Youxuan left the big house and wandered around the village by herself.To be precise, it's not like wandering around, she just doesn't want to be forced to be with that person who looks unpredictable, doesn't know what he's thinking, and occasionally has a simple face.What's the use of looking good?If you don't have good character, you can't say anything, and you can't even be ordinary friends.

The Qiao family knows how to enjoy themselves. There are swings and rattan beds in the flower garden a few hundred meters away from the main house. Although it is winter, the temperature today has risen to over 20°C, making people feel no chill at all.The rattan bed is tended every day, and there is not even a single leaf.

Shang Youxuan, who had wandered around for half an hour, stopped, and raised her hand to gently caress the wisterias clinging to the hammock. Although the flowering season has passed, the wisterias are still beautiful and magnificent. One guess is that they are for Miss Qiao , No matter, sleep first.

She took off her shoes and lay down, wisteria hanging down from her white wrists.

As a girl with severe Internet addiction, Ms. Shang naturally took out her mobile phone, clicked on Weibo, and the Weibo account was automatically logged in as a small account, and there was no message in the private message column. The little vacuum "sugar" Shang Youxuan had forgotten for two days Vinegar pancakes" and the short "not good" lay quietly on the screen.

If you don't take the initiative to ask questions, the other party will not get a fart.

Shang Youxuan hesitated for a moment, and opened Jinjiang with the reader account.

She reads a lot of articles on weekdays, and the speed is quite fast. The updated articles on the first page of "My Collection" have already squeezed out the small vacuum. Shang Youxuan switched to the author's collection, and there are only a few in her heart. Good author, "Dead author——"The Lost Corpse", Shang Youxuan discovered that she updated Chapter 2 "Self-Report of the Corpse 2" last night, no, it should be said that the protagonist of this article has not been released for the time being. Mentioned her own gender, but her sexuality was aimed at romance, not without CP, that is to say, there will be another protagonist, who is male and who is female is not known yet, that is not important to Shang Youxuan, in her eyes The only thing about love here is to love "people", it has nothing to do with men or women.

Because many of the friends around him are gay or bisexual, Qin Mu often joked with Shang Youxuan, for example, what would happen if she fell in love with a woman in the future?

Shang Youxuan said lightly: "It's not going to be a big deal. If we agree, we will get together, if we don't agree, we will separate. We can afford it and let it go."

Qin Mu asked again: "Then what type do you like?"

Shang Youxuan nestled on the carpet to tease the tortoise: "It's like my Gousheng. Good-looking, generous personality, who can play with me, and have common interests and hobbies."

Qin Mu said with a shy face, "Isn't that me? I'm good-looking and generous. I hang out with you every day. We both like horseback riding, sports, and looking at beauties."

The sun was very good that day, large swathes of sunlight melted into the wool carpet in the house, Shang Youxuan let go of the hand that teased Shang Gousheng, and lay on her back under the light, the light outlined her face beautifully and hazyly.

Shang Youxuan stretched out a hand to cover her eyes, looked at the sun through the gap between her fingers, and said after a long time: "If I really fall in love with a woman, I believe that the day I meet her, I will know who she is .”

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The content of Chapter 1 of "The Lost Corpse" is "I"—a corpse lying in the woods to be exposed to the sun and rain. "I" doesn't know who I am, and I don't know why I died here.

Shang Youxuan lay sideways on the comfortable rattan bed, clutching the wisteria with one hand, and clicked on the latest updated Chapter 2.

"...I would sleep too, and it would take a few seconds to accept that I couldn't move, and then I would angrily think, 'I'm not going to sit up!' That kind of high-pitched thinking is really the same as It was different when I had a brain, as the saying goes, a barefoot person is not afraid of a person wearing shoes, so a person without a brain is naturally not afraid of a person with a brain.”

"Although everything around me is not afraid of me, human beings, as the only race that can make up stories to scare themselves, still use my hands to scare themselves. I always have nothing to do, and the first person to find me is a girl. She said cliché I screamed. I was thinking: Girl, I was the same kind as you a few years ago, so can’t you save face for me? Seeing that I have no face. She ran away in a very ugly posture, what do I have? Terrible? Isn’t there no meat?”

"I'm always doing nothing. The second person to find me was a girl. She wasn't afraid of me, and she came to me with determination. She put me in her backpack, she put me in her backpack? She put I put it in her backpack!!!"

The heroine really appeared!She is also a heroine who steals bones at the slightest disagreement!It's so pure and unpretentious!Quite own style!Not in vain for my trust in the author!

The author has something to say: Qiao Tong (angry): Liar!You have met me for so long, you don't even know that you will fall in love with me one day.

Shang Youxuan: I knew I would fall in love with you...

I can’t figure out how to write it later→_→

Today's prize quiz is about the content of the text:

A known:

"I" = Qiao Tong

Heroine = Shang Youxuan

So: Stealing Bones = ?

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