Being petted by the old attack as a little cute

Zhang Ziyu didn't suffer from any serious illness, and he was discharged from the hospital after staying for a week. On the day he was discharged from the hospital, Jing Qiao came to pick him up in person.

From the day Zhang Ziyu was hospitalized, it had been raining continuously in the city. When Zhang Ziyu stepped out of the hospital, the rain seemed to be continuous.

Zhang Ziyu was held in Jing Qiao's arms, and Jing Qiao's half of his shoulder was drenched, but he couldn't bear to let a strand of Zhang Ziyu's hair get wet in the rain.

Protecting Zhang Ziyu into the car, Zhang Ziyu looked at Jingqiao and said softly, "Thank you."

"The only way to thank you is to eat well in the future." Jing Qiao said with a light smile.

After hearing this, Zhang Ziyu's cheeks became hot, and he turned his head in embarrassment. He unexpectedly saw the handsome and thin boy in the ward downstairs standing at the door of the hospital. His breath was particularly gloomy, as if the dark clouds of the heavy rain Gathered above his head.

"You know him?" Jing Qiao asked when he started the car and saw Zhang Ziyu staring out the window.

Zhang Ziyu shook his head, "I don't know him, I saw him in the hospital, he seems to have leukemia."

"Speaking of which, my mother once said that my little uncle also has leukemia." Zhang Ziyu had never seen the little uncle his mother mentioned, and imagined him in his mind. He felt that he must be extremely outstanding, and he looked like his mother, handsome and extraordinary.

"Where do you want to eat?" Jing Qiao asked.

"I want to go home, Aunt Su must be very worried about me." Zhang Ziyu is in the hospital these days, Jing Qiao is very busy and has no time to go to the hospital frequently, let alone Xu Feng, I guess I haven't figured out my own affairs, Zhang Ziyu Being bored in the hospital made me really want to go home.

The diet in the hospital is also very bland, focusing on nutrition rather than color and fragrance.

Jing Qiao raised the corners of his mouth, and a certain corner of his heart softened. The place that the children considered home also had its own existence.

Pedestrians were in a hurry outside, it was raining heavily, and the street lights were turned on early. It was clearly four or five o'clock in the afternoon, but it seemed that it was already night, and the cold air of early winter came quietly.

But the car was warm and peaceful, Jing Qiao concentrated on driving, the child rested his head on the pillow prepared by Jing Qiao, covered his body with a thin blanket, and slept very seriously.

"Oh, my little ancestor, why do you always like to eat blindly? I've been worried at home these few days, and I'm finally discharged from the hospital. The young master seems to have lost a lot of weight." Aunt Su welcomed Zhang Ziyu into the door, and quickly poured a cup of hot water for him. He drank first, and then said, "Are you hungry? I've already made it, and I'm just waiting for the young master and Mr. Jing to come back. There is the seafood steamed egg that the young master likes most. Mr. Jing sent it over specially this morning." , very fresh."

Aunt Su walked towards the kitchen while talking.

It made Zhang Ziyu's heart sour.

In fact, compared to most people, Zhang Ziyu is very happy and has many people who love him.

One should be content.

While Aunt Su was serving dishes in the kitchen, Jing Qiao went upstairs to change clothes. It was then that Zhang Ziyu noticed that most of Jing Qiao's clothes were wet. Jing Qiao didn't want Zhang Ziyu to get wet in the rain. Neither will work, so I would rather get wet.

At that time, Zhang Ziyu's attention was all on Jing Qiao's pleasant smell, warm breath, and the close proximity of the two bodies.

When Jing Qiao came down, Aunt Su had already put all the food on the table.

Because Zhang Ziyu has just been discharged from the hospital, the dishes are as light as possible but delicious.

Zhang Ziyu didn't dare to eat indiscriminately after this time, and he also ate slowly, because the doctor said that eating too fast can easily overeat and hurt the stomach.

"When do you go to school?" Jing Qiao put down his chopsticks, looked at Zhang Ziyu and asked.

Zhang Ziyu thought for a while and said, "Tomorrow."

Jing Qiao frowned, "No more rest for two days?"

Aunt Su also said, "Yeah, I just got out of the hospital, so I have to recuperate at home for two days before going to school."

Zhang Ziyu shook his head, "No, I'm fine."

Jing Qiao didn't speak, just looked at Zhang Ziyu quietly, Zhang Ziyu squeezed the spoon in his hand, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, I can take care of myself."

Zhang Ziyu like this is too cute.

Jing Qiao looked at him, for a long while, raised his hand, and rubbed Zhang Ziyu's hair with his arm across the table.

"When will you grow up?" Jing Qiao said with a soft sigh.

The first time Jing Qiao met Zhang Ziyu was in the snowy winter. During that time, Jing Qiao became indifferent to others. Even Luo Ming and the others said that Jing Qiao seemed to be a different person.

Walking on the road, Jing Qiao didn't feel any difference between the temperature of his heart and that of snow.

But Zhang Ziyu appeared by such a coincidence.

The delicate face, the warm sun in the eyes can melt the ice, and the breath around the body attracts people to approach.

Now, it's almost winter again.

The person in front of him is actually the same as a few years ago, but he has become better at hiding his emotions, and he is still kind and considerate of others.

When Jing Qiao was talking to himself, Zhang Ziyu continued to drink soup with his head down. The atmosphere in the living room was peaceful and warm, but was suddenly interrupted by a phone call. Jing Qiao answered the phone and asked lightly what's the matter?

Zhang Ziyu looked up at Jingqiao.

Jing Qiao raised an eyebrow at him, "I'm looking for you."

Zhang Ziyu took the phone in doubt, who asked him to call Jing Qiao's phone?

"Hey?"

"Zhang Ziyu! Where did you die these days?! I called you and you didn't answer!" Xu Feng's voice like killing a pig penetrated Zhang Ziyu's eardrums, and Zhang Ziyu couldn't help but take the phone away.

Xu Feng continued to howl, "Help Zhang Ziyu, Luo Ming locked me in his house and didn't allow me to go anywhere, and my dad asked me to study hard with him!"

"Is my dad out of his mind? His son is about to be abducted!" Xu Feng was furious.

After listening to his bitterness, Zhang Ziyu asked, "Where are you now?"

"I took advantage of Luo Ming to go to the company for a meeting, and I ran through the window." Xu Feng was triumphant, "I'm outside now, it's snowing!"

Zhang Ziyu turned his head and looked out the window, the snowflakes were falling from the sky densely and urgently, logically speaking, it shouldn't snow now, it was too early, and it was just beginning of winter.

"Do you have any money with you?"

Xu Feng said carelessly, "There are dozens of dollars, I will come to you later, but the premise is that you and Jing Qiao can't tell Luo Ming that I'm here."

Zhang Ziyu thought it was funny, "I didn't let you come to my house."

Hearing the word "my family", Jing Qiao looked at Zhang Ziyu with soft eyes.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Ziyu said to Jing Qiao, "Xu Feng is coming."

Jing Qiao nodded, "I heard you."

With such a loud voice, you can hear it clearly without turning on the amplifier.

"I'll ask Aunt Su to prepare the guest room." Jing Qiao said again.

Zhang Ziyu said quickly, "No need, I'll sleep with him tonight, he must have a lot to say to me."

Jing Qiao narrowed his eyes, but finally said nothing.

"Want to go see the snow?" Zhang Ziyu suggested.

Jing Qiao asked back, "Are you drinking, kid?"

Zhang Ziyu looked at Jing Qiao with a pair of palpitatingly beautiful eyes, hesitated for a moment, and said, "A little bit."

"Then you go upstairs to the balcony first, and I'll get the wine." After saying that, Jing Qiao got up and went to the wine cabinet on the first floor, where there were red wines collected by Jing Qiao, and some stronger white wines.

Aunt Su cleaned up the dishes and reminded, "Young master is going to see the snow, remember to bring two blankets, don't catch a cold."

Zhang Ziyu agreed, "Understood, Aunt Su, go to bed early."

Pushing open the wooden door of the small balcony on the third floor, the small balcony is covered with a transparent tempered glass cover, and unknown green leafy plants are placed on the dark wooden floor, which is very energetic, and the green looks particularly eye-catching.

Two single sofas are placed on the edge of the balcony, with a small white round table in the middle.

Zhang Ziyu put a blanket on another sofa, and nestled in the sofa himself.

I hadn't decided how cold it was when I came back, but now it's obvious.Before being hospitalized, I still felt that I was in summer, and after a week of rain, it would be winter immediately. The weather in this city has always been very strange.

Jing Qiao came in with a cup and wine.

Zhang Ziyu turned to look at him and said, "I only need a little, I don't know how to drink."

Jing Qiao directly sent a cup of hot milk to Zhang Ziyu, "Drink the milk first to protect the stomach."

Zhang Ziyu, "..."

"Time flies so fast." Zhang Ziyu sighed like an old man as he drank the milk without a sip.

Jing Qiao smiled lightly, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Ziyu didn't answer directly, but asked rhetorically, "Don't you think so?"

Jing Qiao followed Zhang Ziyu in everything, "I think so too."