After teasing the object of revenge, the car overturned

When Zhao Tinghe arrived, Miao Geng was squatting beside the green belt, so bored to watch the ants move.

As the saying goes, when ants move, there must be rain.Miao Geng looked up at Zhao Tinghe and said, "You're really here." After speaking, he stood up and patted the ashes on his hands.

Zhao Tinghe looked at Miao Geng expressionlessly, this man was very smart, he called someone to pick him up, and he spoke in this tone again when he came. "Didn't you call me?"

Miao Geng glanced around uncomfortably, raised his eyebrows, and showed a look of indifference.His name was Zhao Tinghe, that's right, who knew that Zhao Tinghe was so obedient, so he didn't refuse.

Originally, he had no hope, but Miao Geng thought that Zhao Tinghe would not waste time on himself, besides, today is still a working day.

"Get in the car, go to the hospital or go back to get your driver's license first?" Zhao Tinghe asked.

"I didn't bring the key, so I can't get the driver's license. You can take me to the hospital first." Miao Geng lowered his head after speaking, as if he was guilty.

Zhao Tinghe didn't answer, walked ahead, opened the car door, and Miao Geng followed.After fastening the seat belt, Miao Geng asked again: "Can you take me back later?"

"Why do you want me to take you back?" Zhao Tinghe felt baffled, Miao Geng was really not polite to him at all, and regarded himself as a free driver?

Miao Geng was originally looking out of the window, but when Zhao Tinghe asked him this question, he turned his head and looked at Zhao Tinghe in a daze, paused for a few seconds, and then said, "You said you met my aunt in the psychological counseling center?"

Answering irrelevant questions, Zhao Tinghe suspected that Miao Geng was immersed in the grief of losing Miao Qing, and couldn't wake up for a while.

"I'm driving, don't talk to me yet." Zhao Tinghe didn't want to answer Miao Geng's question.

"You see me off later." Miao Geng said.

The declarative sentence was a bit grievous, he didn't care whether Zhao Tinghe agreed or not, he was going to do it anyway, based on what he knew about Zhao Tinghe these days, he was sure that Zhao Tinghe would do it.

Zhao Tinghe didn't answer. When waiting for the red light, he turned his head to look at Miao Geng. He was leaning against the window sill quietly, like a wounded dog.

Bisheng Zhao Tinghe couldn't see others being so sentimental, so he began to sympathize with Miao Geng. The child had experienced a lot at such a young age, so he decided to send Miao Geng back later.

After arriving at the hospital, when getting out of the car, Zhao Tinghe cleared his throat and said, "How long are you going to stay?"

"For about half an hour, my grandfather was fine, just overworked." Miao Geng said.

"Then I'll wait for you here." Zhao Tinghe said.

Miao Geng bent slightly, leaned on the car door with one hand, looked at Zhao Tinghe's profile, and asked, "Do you sympathize with me?"

"No." Zhao Tinghe lied again against his conscience.

He just sympathized with Miao Geng, his parents died, his aunt passed away, his grandfather fell ill, and he still had such an exploitative uncle.

But he can't say it, boys in their teenage years are extremely sensitive and have terrible self-esteem, so he can't say words of sympathy.

Miao Geng stared at Zhao Tinghe for two seconds, turned around and entered the hospital without saying anything.

Miao Zhengxing was really fine, grandma was watching by the hospital bed, and when Miao Geng entered, she was reading a book about numerology.

In response to that sentence, when a person is in a desperate situation, it is difficult to become an atheist.

The horoscope of birth date sounds absurd at first glance, but when bad luck really happens to one's body, everyone should take chances and hope that their fate can change.

Seeing Miao Geng coming, Miao Zhengxing sat up and chatted with him.Of course, in the end, it became grandma pulling Miao Geng to talk about the fate of Miao Zhengxing's life, saying with emotion, this is fate.

After talking for a while, Miao Zhengxing felt tired and said he wanted to take a rest, so grandma stopped. Miao Geng didn't believe in those things, but one must have a vent, and he could understand grandma if he had to find some reason to explain this absurd life.

After sitting for a while, after about an hour of touching, Miao Geng left the ward. When he went out, it was already raining lightly outside, and he didn't see Zhao Tinghe's car.

Also, who would foolishly wait for someone who is not punctual, even though he didn't mean it.Miao Geng was a little disappointed, staring at the distance for a minute or two, then took out his mobile phone to take a taxi.

There is an unread message from Zhao Tinghe. He said that because he cannot park at the entrance of the hospital for a long time, he is in the outdoor parking lot, beside the cardiovascular building.

After Miao Geng finished reading the message, he showed an unbelievable look. Zhao Tinghe didn't leave and was waiting for him.

Sure enough, Zhao Tinghe is the kind of person who looks cold and has a small flame in his chest.

Miao Geng: It's raining and I don't have an umbrella, can you come over?

Zhao Tinghe did not reply after receiving the message, and appeared in front of Miao Geng two or three minutes later. Zhao Tinghe originally planned to give Miao Geng the umbrella in the car, but the road was still some distance away from the eaves, but before he could get off the car, Miao Geng rushed When he came over, his body was also a little wet.

After Miao Geng came in, he saw Zhao Tinghe frowning and looking at him, wondering if he did something wrong?

"What's wrong?" Miao Geng asked.

"Take care of your body. You have competitions recently, so what should you do if you catch a cold?" Zhao Tinghe said.

His tone sounded a bit like that of an elder.

"Not so delicate." Miao Geng said.

"Where are you going?" Zhao Tinghe asked.

Miao Geng took off his thin coat and only wore short sleeves. He could see the muscle lines of his upper body at a glance. He moved around as if showing off on purpose. "Shall we go to eat first?"

Answering the wrong question again, Zhao Tinghe felt a little tired talking to him. "I have an appointment tonight."

"What appointment?" Miao Geng blurted out, and immediately realized that it was too abrupt and impolite.

Zhao Tinghe tilted his head slightly, pursed his lips, and looked at Miao Geng steadfastly. This child, if something goes wrong, there must be a demon. Miao Geng is too enthusiastic today, no, it's not enthusiasm, but a feeling of deliberately touching himself.

Miao Geng was uncomfortably stared at by Zhao Tinghe, and quickly flipped through the phone page to cover up his embarrassment, but he didn't find out why. "Go to the rented house."

"Didn't you bring the key?" Zhao Tinghe asked.

"I forgot, I found it in my pocket later." Miao Geng said.

This poor reasoning, this poor acting.

Zhao Tinghe didn't bother to expose it, no matter what little tricks Miao Geng had, it wouldn't have any effect on him, so he was a good person and let him do it to the end.

After getting off the car at the residence, Miao Geng asked again abruptly: "Did you make an appointment with Lu Ge tonight?"

Zhao Tinghe did not deny that he really wanted to discuss with Lu Ge about the facts that Miao Geng saw today.

Should this couple continue to pretend?