Forced to follow the love line by the plot [Zhongyingmei]

Finally arrived at the hospital, Qinghe really felt that it was a road that was neither long nor short.

Then Qinghe sat in a wheelchair with honor.

In the past, when I was tired from walking, I was envious when I saw the skateboard shoes of passers-by. Obviously, I am quite miserable now, but suddenly I feel like my dream has come true.

All of a sudden, I don't have to walk for a while...and that's fine.

Qinghe felt that she could push herself to walk, and when she was about to turn her head and tell the two men behind her, "I'm fine, you can go", the expression on her face suddenly froze.

Question marks rose slowly from the bottom of her heart.

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It was impossible for her to turn sideways in a wheelchair now, so she could only turn her head and look at them both.

I only saw the two of them pulling the handle of the wheelchair on one side, and the collision of their eyes seemed to be sparked by lightning.

Qinghe blinked, but the scene in his vision remained unchanged.

Harry: "Let go."

Sherlock: "No."

At the same time, the two men felt that they were inferior in this generation.

Qinghe kept the posture of turning his head unchanged, lost his voice for a while, and forgot what he should say.

What's the situation now……

The two of them are still competing to push her wheelchair...

Her predecessor, no, did she save the galaxy when she was an ordinary person?

This situation was very strange in Qinghe's eyes, so she turned her head and sat down again.The girl even pinched her own face through the mask. She felt pain so it was not a hallucination.

The hospital hall is very large, and the peak hour has long been missed at this time, so the hall at this time seems quiet and empty-it was like this before the three of them came.

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After registering, you have to go upstairs to the doctor's consultation room. The elevator is only 200 meters away from where they are, but now this 200 meters is like a sky in the eyes of Qinghe.

It's not that she didn't want to go on purpose, it's just that the two people behind her...

She is going crazy!

"Well, can you stop tit for tat first?" Qinghe felt that she was simply weak and helpless, although in this new world where the world line was closed, her standard of living was indeed good——

Not only did she not receive all kinds of death threats like before, but she was also constantly approached by high-quality men with legitimate occupations...

Originally, Qinghe should be grateful to Dade, but the premise is——

She couldn't help but think of the good things she had done in other worlds, and she couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

Qinghe exhaled and inhaled again, she suddenly had the urge to take off the mask.Damn it, did she suffer from some new mental illness? She actually started to feel a little tight in her chest.

At the same time, Qinghe sensitively noticed a gaze silently staring at her in the dark.

She looked around keenly, just in time to find a four or five-year-old blond boy silently huddled in a corner not far away, those big round eyes were staring at her all the time.

Qinghe:?

This child is still different from ordinary people, and I don't know if it is Qinghe's illusion. She actually saw a kind of muscularity in those immature eyes.

People can't, at least shouldn't...

Qing He looked around again, there was no one in the hospital hall, and she was the only one in her direction.

So this kid must be looking at her!

Taking advantage of the confrontation between the two men behind him, Qinghe tore off his mask with lightning speed, and showed a gentle (yin) and kind (xian) smile to the little boy standing at the corner, which is exclusive to a big sister.

The mask was only pulled up to his chin, so Qinghe pulled the mask up in the next second, covering most of his face again.

This is not enough, Qing He clenched his fist with one hand, raised his arm slightly, raised his eyebrows, and made a gesture of "Here's a small gutter beer for you."

I just feel a little depressed, he is still a child, so don't let him go.

After seeing it, the little boy backed away as if he had been electrocuted, trying to hide in a blind spot where Qinghe couldn't see.

However, in the next second, a nurse pinched the back of his collar and lifted him up, and his short legs kicked helplessly in the air.The little blond boy glared at the nurse, but at this moment he couldn't find a word in his limited vocabulary.

The smile on Qinghe's face grew wider, but no one noticed that he was wearing a mask.

How can this be called bullying a child?This was delivered to the door by himself.

Qinghe was very relieved to finally get into the elevator.

That little kid was also standing near the elevator just now, but was carried away by the nurse.Qinghe thought for no reason, now he still feels a little bored!

The two of them were going to push Qinghe in first.Qinghe heard Harry say, "You go first."

This, of course, was addressed to the detective.

but……

Qinghe listened to the repeated conversation between these two people like a repeater, and she split up again.

Although there are only three of them in the elevator now, it's not good to continue like this.

"Well, why don't I come by myself, and I won't bother you!" Qing He said.

The detective seemed to have compromised, Harry pushed it and found that the wheelchair was stuck in the elevator door!

This is something they never expected.

The detective made a rare mistake. He put his hand in the pocket of the windbreaker and took it out again.

He immediately turned around and looked around, and found that there were no new elevator passengers coming—maybe he saw this funny scene.

Sherlock pushed the wheelchair in disbelief again, and even though he tried his best, it didn't move at all, and then he calmly made a suggestion.

"It's stuck. Why don't I carry you?"

These words sound upright, but Qinghe ruthlessly refuses.

"No need! I'll push myself—" Qing He put all his strength into it, and at the same time prayed in his heart that a miracle would happen.

Then, the wheelchair really moved.

Qinghe was also moved, she suddenly shouted with emotion, "Hey, there is a strange person outside..."

With this weak tone, doubts were on the verge of coming out, Sherlock frowned, but the two of them turned their heads to look.

At this moment, Qing He pushed the wheelchair violently, stepped into the elevator, and then quickly pressed the close button.

"Thank you, but then I can do it myself. You guys go home!"

The moment the elevator door was closed, she had to say that her heart was lifted along with the closed car door.

But the elevator ran steadily to the fourth floor.

Just as Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief, thinking secretly that Sherlock and the others would not come up, the elevator stopped at the fourth floor with a ding.

She looked at the number on the elevator button, the red 4.

This made her heart that had just let go lift up again.

The elevator door opened, what Ling Qinghe didn't expect was that the person who pressed the elevator was the little boy who was hiding in the corner of the hall at that time.

The distance between the two of them got closer, and at this moment, Qinghe could see the child's face more clearly.

Children with blond hair, blue eyes and white skin are not uncommon. Qinghe knows that many of these Caucasian people were very tender and cute when they were young, but——

Why did she think this child looked familiar? She seemed to have seen it somewhere.

Of course, Qinghe did not refer to the fact that they met in the hall just now, but that they seemed to have met in other places before.

The four eyes met for a while, and when the elevator door was about to close, Qinghe was afraid that the other party would be trapped, so he hurriedly pressed the door open button next to the elevator door.

The little blond boy hesitated briefly, then stepped in with his short legs stretched out.

There were suddenly more people in the originally empty elevator. Although it was a small school, Qinghe was still not used to it.

She moved the wheelchair to the side, as if she wanted to stay away from the child.

She was going to the sixth floor, she silently stared at the number of the elevator running to 5, and suddenly remembered a terrible thing.

Why doesn't this kid follow the floor?

Is he going somewhere on the same floor as me?

Where did the child's parents go? What if such a young child is allowed to go to the ordinary elevator, what should I do if there is an accident?

With doubts in his heart and a sense of righteous anger, Qinghe finally said, "Are you going to the sixth floor too?"

But the little boy didn't answer her.

Maybe it was because Qinghe wanted to hit him in the hall just now, but he didn't even look at Qinghe, and turned his head aside very proudly.

Qinghe: Man, you are so cute.

Seeing that the little boy didn't answer her, Qinghe wasn't angry at all, and just wanted to lead him to the front desk later.

With a ding-dong sound, the elevator reached the sixth floor.

Unlike the empty hall, this time when the elevator door opened, the door was crowded with people who wanted to come in.

Qinghe pushed the wheelchair and walked forward. At this moment, the little boy who hadn't said a word suddenly burst into tears, and said inarticulately: "Wuuuu... this sister bullies me!"

The child is very milky, plus he is very cute, a proper little Zhengtai, this crying pear blossom looks like rain.

On the other hand, Qinghe, wearing a mask and sunglasses, wished to cover herself completely. If she was not in a wheelchair, she would look even more suspicious.

Now, in the eyes of passers-by waiting for the elevator, they couldn't see her face, and Qinghe was definitely a strange aunt.

Hearing this, Qinghe's movements stopped, she turned her head in disbelief, and pointed at herself incredulously, "You mean me?"

She couldn't believe that this kind of upside-down words came from a four or five-year-old kid

Children's heart training, joy and friendship √Enthusiasm and loneliness

Qinghe clenched his back molars, viciously overturning his previous conclusions.

A disobedient child...

Qinghe's voice was not loud, but very firm. This kind of questioning made the little boy dare not speak up.

The little boy seemed to be afraid of what Qinghe would do to him again, he quickly stopped his tears, sniffed and looked as if he had been greatly wronged

If other children cried like this, everyone would have been annoyed.But this guy has fair skin, and after crying for a while, his eyes and nose were choked up, and he looked so obedient.

That's right, this kid is still an actor!

Qinghe felt that this might be a new test that life brought her, and she looked at the child speechlessly.

Not obstructing the passage of passers-by, she grabbed the child's arm while pushing the wheelchair, pulled him out of the elevator, and said, "You talk nonsense, what have I done to you?"

Don't ask, don't know, I'm startled when I ask.

"You...you..." Facing Qinghe's pressing questions, the little boy couldn't finish his sentence.

Passers-by couldn't stand it anymore, looking at the child with affection in their eyes, "Don't worry, just take your time, uncles and aunts will uphold justice for you!"

???

What is fair? ?

Qinghe felt very embarrassed.

This is too sloppy, textbook-level touch porcelain.

The comfort from the uncles and aunts made the little boy regain his courage, and his tears welled up again, and it looked so pitiful that he would not fall.

I could only hear the little boy complaining aggrievedly, "Just now in the lobby, I just passed by, and she wanted to beat me up, and then she pulled me into the elevator, huh..."

The elements are those elements, but the story pieced together is totally wrong! !

Is there such a thing in the world?

Qing Heqi didn't hit a single place, and heard passers-by making up the knife.

"What a poor kid..."

"She's too much, even such a small child is out of control.

Qinghe was speechless, she just caught a glimpse of the little boy smiling sinisterly at her.

Ah, this is too deceiving!

It was the first time she met this type of bad boy, Qinghe stared at him for a long while, thinking about it.

"I'm really sorry. My son likes to run around. If I don't let him walk around, he will get angry! It's my incompetent discipline that caused everyone trouble."

Qinghe's words sounded very calm and gentle. At the same time, she took off her mask and sunglasses, and her face was exposed in front of everyone.

Good looks have always been deceiving.

"But you don't look like him, what do you say?" one person asked.

Qing He smiled, "He follows his father."

"You look quite young!"

"The best weapon for a woman to maintain herself from the inside out is self-confidence. I'm [-] this year and I still look young." Qinghe's face was as calm as when he was lying.

The little boy didn't expect Qinghe to say that at all, he was stunned, his little brain hadn't had time to digest what Qinghe said before she pulled him over.

After a while, the little boy started to call out, "She's not my mother!!"

Without listening to his opinion, Qinghe directly held the little kid in her arms.

This was not enough, she slapped the child's ass hard, pretending to be very sad, "It's too much! I don't even recognize my mother...Let's go, don't cause trouble for others here."

At the same time, he asked in a more gentle tone than before: "You say so, Er Xiaojun?"

With his head buried in the opponent's arms, the little boy smelled a nice light fragrance, which made him feel very peaceful.

But this sense of tranquility was cruelly broken in the next second, because he clearly heard the brunette woman speak viciously at a volume that only the two of them could hear——

"If you don't want to die, just listen to me."

The author has something to say: guess who he is

Probably there are still about [-] words in the text. I am very sorry to bring you a bad reading experience.

Will update tomorrow too.

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Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: linlin1;

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