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When Bai Ling woke up, he didn't say a word, his eyes were blank, and he seemed to be in deep thought.

Jing Zhou and the two exited the room and said, "We know Granny Yin."

Lu Yanchu frowned, "What a coincidence?"

"Yes." Jing Zhou's expression was solemn, and he took a long time to speak, "I didn't expect such a coincidence, Lingling and I were just boyfriend and girlfriend back then, I went to Sanshui Village to collect materials, and Lingling was right to be with me on vacation Yes, at that time we were staying at Granny Yin’s house. Later, Granny Yin had a heart attack. She had no children and Ling Ling and I sent her to the hospital together. Later, I left when I had a mission. I stayed by Granny Yin's side, because they couldn't see them, so many times I felt that Lingling was closer to Granny Yin than I was. Later, Lingling and I sent her home when we were going back to S City, and promised She must go back to see her, but... I just didn't expect... I didn't expect that we would never see her again..."

When he walked out of the small shop, the sky was blue, the wind was gentle, everything seemed to be reborn, Lu Yanchu's heart was ashamed, and there was no smile on his face.

Zhong Ming kicked the stones on the side of the road and said, "Don't be sad."

"I'm not sad, I just feel that they are very pitiful." Lu Yanchu said.

"Why are you poor?"

Lu Yanchu stopped talking.

Zhong Ming glanced at him who was silent, and continued: "Although Sister Bai Ling is blind, she is very happy to have Brother Jing Zhou by her side. As for Granny Yin, death is not a kind of relief for her? You have to think about the good, the Cancan in my impression is a little sun full of fighting power."

"Little Sun?" Lu Yanchu raised his face.

"Yes, you are the sun."

my little sun.

******

When Zhou Ze woke up, it was already dark, he stood up, and slowly moved his body towards the living room, Han Yingdong was nowhere to be seen in the room, and just as he turned around, he saw him coming down from upstairs, "Are you awake? Do you feel better?"

"It's much better." Zhou Ze looked at the red-faced Han Yingdong, always feeling like he forgot something.

what is it?

"What to eat?"

Zhou Ze pursed his lips, "I'm a little thirsty, do you have beer at home? Ah! Why are you hitting me on the head?"

Han Yingdong slapped Zhou Ze on the head, "Drinking just happens to catch a cold, you're dying? There's water and juice, but no beer."

"I'm a big man, I don't drink fruit juice." Zhou Ze said with a wry mouth.

"Strawberry fruit milk, drink it or not." Han Yingdong had already taken out a fruit milk from the refrigerator, and threw it into Zhou Ze's arms without saying a word.

Zhou Ze looked at the pink bottle in his hand with disgust, and then glanced at Han Yingdong standing beside him, "I'll go, don't tell me you drink this at home every day."

"So what's the matter? It's delicious. If you don't drink it, I'll drink it." Han Yingdong snatched the fruit milk and took a sip. There was a drop of fruit milk left on his lips. He stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked it. a mouthful.

In an instant, Zhou Ze's whole body was like being electrocuted, and he fell flat on the sofa, pointing at Han Yingdong as if he had seen a ghost, "I, I, I, I, am I this afternoon... Is it... is it... "

Han Yingdong curled his lips, leaned slightly, and put his hands on Zhou Ze's side, "What is it?"

Zhou Ze was a little flustered, he didn't dare to look directly at Han Yingdong, "Did I...kiss you?"

"Ah."

"..."

"And you took the initiative."

"..."

"You stuck out your tongue."

"Ah! Stop talking."

"Okay, I won't talk anymore, then I will do it."

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