It was dusk, and in the quiet ward, only the choked sobs that Shen Yuguan was trying to suppress were left.

He tightly covered his face with his palms, his chest heaved violently, like someone suffering from asthma, struggling to breathe.

He gritted his teeth, suppressed his crying, and said intermittently, "Grandpa...help me..."

The old man is the only way for him to get close to Song Qing.

The next day, when Shen Yuguan left the hospital, the temperature in Shuangcheng dropped sharply again, and the cold wind was like a bone-scraping knife, whizzing straight at the person.

When he drove to the private hospital where Song Yan was, Song Qing was about to take Song Yan back to the hotel.

At the entrance of the hospital, the three met unexpectedly.

Song Yan, who had just recovered from a serious illness, was still listless, nestled in Song Qing's arms listlessly, and the halazi that hung around the corner of his mouth on weekdays was gone.

Suddenly, Song Yan felt a comfortable smell, and his little hand involuntarily grabbed it in that direction, wanting to hold the smell firmly in his palm.

Song Yan got a little more energetic, and stretched out his hand to Shen Yuguan, "Ah... ah..."

Shen Yuguan was startled by Song Yan's enthusiastic little hand, and wanted to hold it back in the next second, but when he caught a glimpse of Song Qing's frown, he stopped abruptly.

Song Qing was stunned, he quickly pressed Song Yan's hand back, and avoided Shen Yuguan without seeing it.

He has talked to that point, can't Shen Yuguan feel it?How dare you appear in front of him.

And why Yan Yan... is so enthusiastic about Shenyu Temple.

Song Qing scratched Song Yan's nose helplessly, and said silently in her heart, little heartless.

Shen Yuguan came back to his senses, and quickly followed Song Qing, "I'll send..."

Song Qing didn't wait for Shen Yuguan to finish speaking, and directly refused without leaving any room, "No need."

Shen Yuguan froze after being stabbed, he smiled wryly for a few seconds, "Grandpa wants to see Yan Yan, but you also know that grandpa is old and unable to move, so I have to pick you up."

Sure enough, as soon as the old man was mentioned, Song Qing's walking speed suddenly slowed down. Hugging Song Yan, he hesitated for a moment and then replied, "I'll go find grandpa myself."

It's true that grandpa wants to see Yan Yan, and it's true that Shen Yuguan has other selfish intentions. Song Qing doesn't want to refute the old man's wishes, but he doesn't want Shen Yuguan to send him there either.

Shen Yuguan didn't dare to force it any more, "Grandpa is still waiting for you at the place where he was last time."

Song Qing nodded and said, "Okay."

It was the rush hour, and there were more than 100 people on the online car-hailing list. The initial estimate was that it would take half an hour to wait. Song Qing was ashamed to ask the old man to wait for him, so she had to take the subway instead.

But he never expected that he would actually see Shenyu Temple in the subway car.

Shen Yuguan was squeezed in the center, and his height of nearly 1.9 meters stood out from the crowd, causing many omegas to stare at him.

It can be seen that Shen Yuguan has never felt what it is like to be squeezed and stuck to his body. His handsome eyebrows and eyes are full of displeasure, but when his eyes touch Song Qing, it seems that he has changed. The face becomes more gentle and gentle.

Song Qing looked at Shen Yuguan and apologized in a low voice, pulled away from the crowd, and walked towards where he was. Song Qing subconsciously wanted to escape, but there were so many people behind him that he didn't even have a chance to move his feet. Not at all, not to mention that he was still holding Song Yan in his arms, which was even more inconvenient.

"What a coincidence, we meet again." Shen Yuguan came in front of him, and his tall body surrounded him with a small open space.

Song Qing brushed her face speechlessly, it was a coincidence, she was clearly following her.

Shen Yuguan didn't seem to feel Song Qing's impatience, and his tone seemed to invite credit, "Do you think it's less crowded?"

"Hello…"

"I'm so annoying, I know." Shen Yuguan quickly replied, "But I just want to talk to you, I miss you so much."

After Shen Yuguan finished speaking, he felt embarrassed, scratched his head and turned his eyes away a little.

...Shen Yuguan, why did it suddenly become... so... so...

shameless.

Song Qing was stunned, he couldn't help but began to wonder, could this shy man in front of him be Shen Yuguan?

"Ah..." Song Yan grabbed Shen Yuguan's collar excitedly, as if he thought Shen Yuguan smelled very good, and licked his face towards Shen Yuguan's chest.

"Don't..." When Song Qing regained consciousness and stopped Song Yan, it was too late, Song Yan's halazi was printed on Shen Yuguan's chest, and a spot was wet on the white shirt.

Song Qing was confused for a while, as if everything was going in a strange direction.

He instinctively wanted to apologize, but when the target was Shen Yuguan, he couldn't open his mouth, so he could only keep silent.

Shen Yuguan didn't care, but couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips happily.

He tentatively stretched out his hand to shake Song Yan's little hand, but Song Qing avoided it quickly.

"Just a moment," Shen Yuguan lowered his head, with a trace of imperceptible grievance in his tone, "Just a moment, please."

"You, be normal." Song Qing shook her body.

Is Shen Yuguan's nerves stimulated by him yesterday not normal?

Embarrassment flashed across Shen Yuguan's face, but he put it all away in the next second, and he took a deep breath secretly, suppressing all the discomfort.

But still couldn't help but retreat in her heart, Song Qing didn't seem to like this.

He obviously did as his grandfather said, but with little success.

Try again, he has nowhere to go.

"This man looks like the one that often appears in the newspaper."

"So handsome, my legs are weak!"

"Don't think about it, they not only have wives, but also children."

The view of Shen Yu is too eye-catching, and the whispers around him gradually rise.

Song Qing was forced to be stared at and hid back uncomfortably. When he arrived at the station, he hugged Song Yan and rushed out without stopping.

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