He has a very low sense of existence in other people's children

Jiang Ge watched Fang Qiu lead Chen Sheng to run past him, quickly stopped him, and saw Fang Qiu dragged Chen Sheng to this side after hearing his voice.

Holding an umbrella, Jiang Ge hurriedly greeted him.

"Why are you here?" Fang Qiu stopped Chen Sheng who saw the umbrella crawling towards Jiang Ge, worried that their wet clothes would wet Jiang Ge's clothes, and stood outside Jiang Ge's umbrella.

Jiang Ge looked at Fang Qiu's wet hair and clothes, didn't pay attention to them, and took a step forward, and put the umbrella on Fang Qiu's head.

"I read the weather forecast and said that there will be heavy rain today." Jiang Ge said, while replacing the umbrella with his right hand covered with plaster, he handed the plastic bag to Chen Sheng who was still drenched in the rain with his left hand.

Chen Sheng took it, took out an umbrella from the plastic bag, and quickly hit it on the head.

Fang Qiu looked at Jiang Ge holding the umbrella with his injured hand, frowned, and took the umbrella from his hand: "I'll do it."

Jiang Ge smiled: "Okay."

They all had umbrellas, and Fang Qiu was not in such a hurry to go down the mountain. He held up the umbrella and talked with Jiang Ge while walking on the road.

Chen Sheng, who was relieved that he was finally free from the rain, pinched the handle of the umbrella with the hand holding the plastic bag, holding the umbrella to the right of his neck, and reached into the plastic bag with the other hand to take out the umbrella. He took out an umbrella and planned to hand it to Fang Qiu.

He held the umbrella for Fang Qiu, and when he looked up, he saw Fang Qiu and Jiang Ge holding an umbrella, and they had already walked a short distance on the road ahead.

Chen Sheng was taken aback, looked down at the umbrella in his hand, suddenly did not understand the meaning of taking out this umbrella, as if venting, he put the umbrella back into the plastic bag, and then asked Fang Qiu and Jiang Ge Then go after it.

"Hey, you two wait for me," he called.

The two people in front seemed not to have heard what he said, chatting with each other without pausing.

"Why did you come to give us an umbrella?" Fang Qiu was very dissatisfied with the fact that Jiang Ge didn't understand that he was a wounded person at all.

"It's my aunt who said that when it rains, I'm afraid you'll be stuck on the mountain and won't be able to come back. She wanted to come and bring you umbrellas, but she's old and it's definitely inconvenient for her to move around, so I came here instead," Jiang Ge said.

Hearing Jiang Ge's words, Fang Qiu seemed to see a silly Baitian: "If you are worried about us going back in the rain, you shouldn't come, the broken right hand is still not healed."

"Really?" Jiang Ge lowered his eyes, and the smile on his mouth faded.

Jiang Ge's frustrated face made Fang Qiu feel very sorry: "I didn't say it was bad for you to bring us an umbrella..."

"I know you think my broken bone will hold you back." Jiang Ge became even more frustrated.

Fang Qiu suddenly became at a loss: "No way, I'm just worried that you will be injured again."

Jiang Ge raised his eyes to look at Fang Qiu, Fang Qiu immediately straightened his expression and smiled at him.

"Are you worried about me?" Jiang Ge asked.

"Of course I'm worried!" Fang Qiu stared at Jiang Ge and said sincerely.

Jiang Ge then raised his brows and eyes, showing a happy expression.

Seeing Jiang Ge back to normal, Fang Qiu was suddenly relieved.

"Is your plaster wet?" Fang Qiu was also worried that Jiang Ge's plaster would get wet, so he deliberately stood on the right side of Jiang Ge holding an umbrella.

"Shouldn't it be wet?" Jiang Ge glanced at the cast on his right arm.

"You're not sure?" Fang Qiu was puzzled, while reaching out to touch the plaster cast on Jiang Ge's arm.

There seemed to be rain on the plaster surface, which made Fang Qiu quickly raise his vigilance.

He asked Xiang Jiang Ge: "Is it dry inside the plaster?"

"It seems to be doing it." Jiang Ge's tone was still uncertain.

"What the hell?" Fang Qiu glanced at Jiang Ge with the eyes of looking at strange objects, "You don't even know if the plaster cast on your body is wet or not."

As he spoke, he moved his hand down and touched the inside of the plaster from Jiang Ge's elbow, only to find that the edge was a little wet, and he was relieved.

Then Fang Qiu withdrew his hand and looked at Jiang Ge: "Let me touch the inside of the plaster on your wrist."

"You can do whatever you want," Jiang Ge said.

The people being touched didn't mind, and Fang Qiu didn't mind even more, so he reached out to explore.

Fang Qiu probed into the plaster from Jiang Ge's wrist, and his fingers slightly touched Jiang Ge's slightly cold hand.

"It's summer, why are your hands so cold?" Fang Qiu looked up at Jiang Ge.

"Really?" Jiang Ge was a little surprised, and smiled, "I can't feel it."

Fang Qiu touched the inside of the plaster on his wrist, and found that it was not wet, but was still warm.

Fang Qiu felt the warmth, like touching some hot potato, and immediately withdrew his hand.

Jiang Ge kept watching Fang Qiu, and also noticed Fang Qiu's movements, with a smile flashing across his eyes.

"Okay, luckily it's not wet." Fang Qiu spoke to Jiang Ge to divert his attention.

"It's fine if you don't get wet." Jiang Ge glanced at Chen Sheng who was following up, and looked at Fang Qiu, "But you and Chen Sheng are both wet, are you okay?"

"What can happen in the summer—ah sneeze." Before Fang Qiu finished speaking, a sneeze followed.

"That's what I'm talking about." Helplessness flashed across Jiang Ge's eyes, and he took out a tissue from his pocket and gave it to Fang Qiu, "It seems that your cold has gotten worse."

"Fang Qiu has a cold?" Chen Sheng, who had just followed up, asked after hearing Jiang Ge's words.

"I had a slight cold a few days ago." Fang Qiu took the paper Jiang Ge handed over, wiped his nose, led Jiang Ge into the trash can, and threw the dirty paper into the trash can.

"Then you're still dragging me into the rain today?" Chen Sheng said.

"It's not that you didn't read the weather forecast!" Fang Qiu replied.

"Cough, actually being in the rain is quite fun." Chen Sheng looked away with a guilty conscience.

Standing between Fang Qiu and Chen Sheng, Jiang Ge saw that the two of them could quarrel across him, and for the first time felt that the low sense of presence was not a good thing.

"Go home directly?" Jiang Ge asked.

"Back, it's raining so hard, you can't have fun outside." Fang Qiu gave Chen Sheng a final look, and then looked at Jiang Ge.

"By the way, I wanted to ask just now, how do you and my mother know that we are in Sun Moon Temple?" Fang Qiu asked.

"I called you, Chen Sheng got through, and he told us." Jiang Ge said.

"When I went to draw lots?" Fang Qiu asked.

"Yes." Chen Sheng replied beside him.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Fang Qiu asked.

"I was not in a hurry to draw lots, I forgot." Chen Sheng said.

Looking at Jiang Ge who was arguing again: "..."

The three of them had already walked down the hill and stood on the sidewalk beside the road.

Guessing that they might be arguing for a while, Jiang Ge sighed in his heart, saw a taxi approaching not far away, took a step forward, and stretched out his hand to stop the taxi.

Fang Qiu, who was arguing with Chen Sheng, saw that Jiang Ge was about to leave the umbrella, and hurriedly followed up with the umbrella: "Slow down, you can't get caught in the rain!"

The taxi stopped on the road in front of them, Jiang Ge opened the back door to sit in the back, but Fang Qiu stopped him.

Jiang Ge looked at Fang Qiu with puzzlement in his eyes.

"You are in the co-pilot." Fang Qiu said, "We are both wet. You sit with us in the rear driver's seat, for fear of getting wet."

While the two of them were talking, Chen Sheng had already sat in: "Come in quickly."

"Okay." Jiang Ge's eyes flashed disappointment, and he agreed.

Fang Qiu opened the door for Jiang Ge, and held an umbrella for Jiang Ge to let him sit in first. After closing the door, Fang Qiu opened the rear door, retracted the umbrella, and sat in the rear driver's seat with Chen Sheng.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Jiang Ge told the taxi driver his destination, then looked at Fang Qiu and Chen Sheng behind him through the rearview mirror, silently looked away, and looked forward.

When the taxi took them home, the rain outside eased a little.

Seeing Jiang Ge in front of him stretching out his hand, Fang Qiu was about to open the door and get out of the car, and immediately stopped him: "Wait a minute, I'll open the door for you."

Fang Qiu opened the car door, opened the umbrella in an instant, got out of the car, then opened the car door beside Jiang Ge, and tilted the umbrella towards Jiang Ge.

"Thank you." Jiang Ge raised the corners of his mouth to thank Fang Qiu, then looked away from Fang Qiu and looked at Yu Jing.

"You guys go back first, I'll ask the taxi driver to take me home." Chen Sheng said to Fang Qiu and Jiang Ge in the car.

"Okay, you go back first." Fang Qiu replied.

Chen Sheng waved to them, and said to the taxi driver, "Drive."

Fang Qiu and Jiang Ge watched the taxi go away, and they walked towards home.

Walking on the road, Jiang Ge didn't speak, neither did Fang Qiu, but Fang Qiu seemed to sense in his heart that Jiang Ge was a little sad.

Mother Fang was busy in the kitchen at home, but she was always thinking about Fang Qiu and Jiang Ge in her heart. When she heard the sound of the key turning from the door, she quickly left her busy work and walked to the living room.

Fang Qiu opened the door with the key, and saw Fang's mother standing in the living room waiting for them.

"Mom." Fang Qiu called.

Seeing Fang Qiu's drenched body, Fang's mother was angry and worried: "Look at you, you don't bring an umbrella when you go out to play, and you need Jiang Ge to deliver it to you, why don't you go in and change your clothes."

Mother Fang naturally saw the umbrella in Fang Qiu's hand, which was still dripping with rain.

Seeing that Fang's mother didn't lose her temper, Fang Qiu happily took the umbrella and went to prepare the balcony to open to dry.

"Where's the Jiang Ge that picked you up?" Mother Fang grabbed Fang Qiu.

Just as Jiang Ge opened the door of his house, he heard Fang Ma's voice asking Fang Qiu, stepped back a few steps, and stood at the door of Fang Qiu's house.

"Auntie, I'm here." Jiang Ge said.

Fang Ma shook off Fang Qiu, and hurriedly walked towards Jiang Ge, ready to pull him in.

"Auntie, the door of my house." The moment Jiang Ge was caught by Fang's mother, he looked at the open door of his house dumbfounded.

With a slap, Jiang Ge watched helplessly as the door of his house just opened was closed by Fang's mother, and then he himself was dragged into Fang's house by Fang's mother.

Jiang Ge stood in the living room, Fang Ma stood in front of him, looked left and right at him, and almost touched him.

"Fortunately, you're not very wet." Mother Fang said.

"I'm holding an umbrella the whole time, auntie who's fine." Jiang Ge said.

Fang's mother pressed Jiang to let him sit on the sofa, and brought him a cup of hot water, "You sit on the sofa for a rest, and I'll make ginger coke for you to cool off the cold and prevent you from catching a cold."

As soon as Fang's mother finished speaking, Fang Qiu, who was looking for clothes in his room and preparing to take a bath, sneezed loudly.

"You little bastard, you've caught a cold in the rain." Mother Fang said bitterly.

"By the way, Auntie, I gave Chen Sheng the umbrella that I didn't bring back." Looking at the umbrella on the balcony, Jiang Ge suddenly thought of the one in Chen Sheng's hand, and Fang's mother said.

"It's okay, just call Chen Sheng back, I guess he's wet too, and he'll bring it to me in a few days." After Fang's mother said this, she turned and went to the kitchen to give Fang Qiu and Jiang Ge a hand. Go make the Ginger Coke.

Sitting on the sofa, Jiang Ge lowered his head and sipped the hot water, and saw Fang Qiu coming out of the room with his left and right hands holding his clothes far away, fearing that his clothes would get wet, and he felt better.

……

Fang Qiu didn't know if the ginger cola last night didn't work, but the only thing Fang Qiu knew was that he started to cough, the kind that even holding hot water would make him cough.

Jiang Ge came to Fang Qiu's house for breakfast at an appointment, and when he entered the door, he heard Fang Qiu coughing, and asked, "Do you still have a cold?"

Fang Qiu hummed, his nasal sound a little heavier than usual.

"Jiang Ge, don't worry about him, he just has a slight cold. He is very strong, and he will probably be fine tomorrow." Mother Fang came out of the kitchen with porridge, "Come and have breakfast."

"Fang Qiu, come here quickly, can drinking hot water fill your stomach?" Fang's mother said to Fang Qiu again.

"Here we come." Fang Qiu replied weakly.

Although Fang Qiu caught a cold, his appetite was still the same as usual.Jiang Ge also saw that his appetite was not decreasing, and his worries gradually faded away.

After breakfast, Jiang Ge sat on the sofa with Fang Qiu and Fang's mother.

"Auntie, I have to go back to school this afternoon." Jiang Ge said to Fang's mother.

"Isn't it a seven-day holiday?" Mother Fang said in surprise, "Why did you go back to school so soon?"

Jiang Ge smiled shallowly: "Someone is urging you at the lab."

"Sister Ke urged you to go back?" Fang Qiu asked.

"Yes, the experiment encountered a little difficulty, and she can't solve it alone." Jiang Ge stared at Fang Qiu, expecting to see jealousy in his eyes.

Fang Qiu felt guilty when Jiang Ge looked at him, and avoided his gaze: "Okay, then go back and solve it quickly."

Mother Fang slapped Fang Qiu's thigh when she heard Fang Qiu's words: "What are you talking about? Jiang Ge went to pick you up yesterday, but you forgot today?"

"He's a patient!!!" Mother Fang deliberately emphasized her tone.

Fang Qiu howled in pain, clutched his thigh in distress, and rubbed it gently: "Mom, if you have something to say, don't do it."

"It's not because someone doesn't have a long memory, so I did it." Mother Fang snorted coldly.

Jiang Ge was startled by Fang Ma's sudden pat on Fang Qiu, and then a smile appeared in his eyes.

"Mom, can't I know?" Fang Qiu said, rubbing his thigh.

"Jiang Ge, I will accompany you back to school." Fang Qiu said to Jiang Ge.

"Okay." Jiang Ge happily agreed.

Jiang Ge went back to his home to pack his things, and Fang Qiu was also packing his things at his own home under Fang's mother's gaze.

"Mom, can you stop looking at me? I'm a big man, can I run away?" Fang Qiu was sorting the clothes he was going to take with him in the bedroom. Qiu couldn't take it anymore and said to his mother.

"I just want to see how long you can dawdle." Mother Fang said.

Fang Qiu didn't expect his little thought to be exposed by Fang's mother so quickly.

"If you don't hurry up, I will come to help you." Mother Fang said.

"No, I'll fix it right away." Fang Qiu repeatedly refused.

After Fang Ma's words, Fang Qiu's movements became much faster.

After Jiang Ge packed his luggage, he walked out of the bedroom with his bag, and was pleasantly surprised to see Fang Qiu who was waiting helplessly in the living room of his house.

"My mother asked me to wait for you at your house." Fang Qiu saw the bag in Jiang Ge's hand, "I'll come."

Without being reminded by anyone, Fang Qiu took what was in Jiang Ge's hand very naturally this time.