I'm old, so cute

Yan Qiao didn't react at first, seeing that Xing Bailu didn't plan to answer the phone, he asked, "Why didn't you answer the phone?"

After asking, he saw Xiaolu's face was a little strange, and then realized, isn't this his exclusive ringtone?

He frowned again, "What are you doing calling yourself?"

Xing Bailu: "..."

So fucking embarrassing!

He really never thought that Yan Qiaocun's "wife" was himself!

The exclusive ringtone continued: "I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense. I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense..."

Xing Bailu reluctantly took out his phone and looked at it.

Well, it shows that Yan Qiao is calling.

"Little deer?"

Xing Bailu cut off the phone in a second, and within a thousandth of the time, he quickly changed the topic, turned Yan Qiao's phone screen to him, and asked him seriously: " So, what's the matter with this 'wife' you saved? Am I a woman, and you saved my 'wife'?"

What the hell!

Yan Qiao just remembered this!

He shook his head quickly: "No, no, of course not!"

He likes him, wants to take care of him, and thinks Xiaolu is the one who needs to be protected by him, so he kept it like that. Even in his previous life, he never called him like this to his face.

To the outside world, he always introduces—his husband Xing Bailu.

"Why is that?" Xing Bailu pouted.

Yan Qiao was a little panicked, but at this moment Xing Bailu's entangled mood became very happy, he really thought that this "wife" was chosen by Yan Qiao's family for him to marry in the future, and he planned to roll up his sleeves to snatch her.

After all, after five years, Old Man Yan will choose him because he and Yan Qiao are very compatible, and Old Man Yan needs to find someone to cheer Yan Qiao up.

Five years later, Yan Qiao was seriously ill.

Thinking of this, Xing Bailu's chest was slightly suffocated. Compared to the fact that he abandoned Yan Qiao five years later, what name Yan Qiao gave him was not important at all.

"You don't like it, I'll change it right away." Yan Qiao took the phone over and asked anxiously, "What do you want me to change? Can Xiaolu?"

Why is Yan Qiao so easy to talk to?He looks a little...cute.

It is obvious that he will be sorry for him in the future, why should he treat him so well?

Xing Bailu said: "Don't change it."

Yan Qiao looked at him in surprise: "You, aren't you angry anymore?"

"Barely." Xing Bailu thought for a while, and then said, "But you are not allowed to call me that in front of others."

"Yeah!" Yan Qiao nodded immediately.

"Hiss—" Xing Bailu frowned slightly, "When did you save it?"

Yan Qiao froze for a moment, then blurted out: "Just now."

Xing Bailu did not hesitate to expose him: "I accidentally saw Wuyi when I was at Dr. Tang's house, or was the 'wife' you saved back then not me?"

"No, no, it's you, it's you, it's always been you." Yan Qiao was dumbfounded when he blurted out the words, the speed at which he lifted a rock to shoot himself in the foot was quite fast.

Xing Bailu stared at him: "When exactly?"

Yan Qiao had no choice but to admit: "The first time I got your mobile phone number."

Um? ?

Xing Bailu's eyes were bright, did Fang Conglin really not lie to him?

Yan Qiao was still thinking that if Xiao Lu asked him why he would have to make it up again, but Xiao Lu didn't ask him again, and he couldn't help himself, for fear of planting some time-bomb: "Why don't you ask me why?" ?”

Xing Bailu smiled: "I already knew."

Yan Qiao was terrified: "You, how did you know?"

Impossible, it is obviously impossible for Xiao Lu to know that he came from ten years later.

Xing Bailu said: "Fang Conglin told me."

Yan Qiao: "..." What nonsense is that bastard talking about?

Xing Bailu looked up at him: "Does your foot still hurt?"

Yan Qiao hurriedly shook his head: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Xing Bailu couldn't help laughing: "But my neck hurts."

Only then did Yan Qiao realize that almost half of his body was on Xing Bailu's body. He hurriedly let go, but he couldn't stand still. He shook violently, and the thin figure in front of him quickly stepped forward, reaching out to hug him.

"I didn't let you go!" Xing Bailu felt helpless, "Hold me."

He helped him to sit on the flower bed again, and said: "Take a taxi and go home. You should go home and rest like this."

Yan Qiao was not reconciled, his first date with Xiao Lu ended in such a muddled way!He really wants to wring that kid's head off the skateboard right now.

Tong Qian is not at home.

Xing Bailu helped Yan Qiao back to his room, and just as he got up straight, Yan Qiao grabbed his wrist.

Seeing Xing Bailu holding his neck with one hand, he felt a little distressed: "Come here, I'll give you a pinch."

"Well, you're really heavy." Xing Bailu simply lay down on Yan Qiao's bed, closed his eyes slightly and took a few breaths, which was the familiar scent of Yan Qiao.

For some reason, he suddenly relaxed.

Yan Qiao smiled subconsciously, leaned over to support him with one hand, and climbed up to the back of his neck with the other to pinch him.His neck was slender, and Yan Qiao could hold it completely with one hand.

Xing Bailu couldn't help humming: "It's so comfortable, Yan Qiao."

Yan Qiao said: "I used to pinch my grandfather's neck at home, and he liked me pinching his neck the most." After speaking, he subconsciously remembered that his grandfather and Xiao Lu didn't get along well in his previous life, and secretly blamed himself for not talking too much.

But Xing Bailu said: "Your grandfather must love you very much."

In order to save him, she did not hesitate to believe in any way to make her happy, and all kinds of coercion and temptation forced him to marry Yan Qiao.

In the past, I only thought that Mr. Yan, who was superior and didn't look down on others because of the Yan family's wealth, was abominable. Now looking at it from another angle, it turned out that Mr. Yan was full of love for Yan Qiao.

Yan Qiao's nose was a little sore when he heard it.

Xing Bailu found that the hand pinching the back of his neck stopped suddenly, he opened his eyes and was about to ask what's wrong, when he saw that figure suddenly pressed down.

"Hmm...Yan Qiao, it's so heavy."

He really pressed him tightly!

"Little deer." Yan Qiao's words sounded nasal.

Xing Bailu paused for breath, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Yan Qiao tightened his arms and hugged the person under him: "My grandpa will definitely like you, and I will make him like you." This time, Xiaolu will never be wronged at all!

Xing Bailu sneered and laughed: "Of course, I'm so nice, he will definitely like me!" This time, he won't run away, won't leave Yan Qiao behind, and won't let Yan Qiao go the way of his previous life .

The person under him smiled so confidently, completely different from the gloomy and inferior person in the previous life. Who wouldn't like such a deer?

Wasn't that what the deer used to be like?

Confident and cheerful.

Then, who destroyed him?

Is it Jiang Huaixia?

Yan Qiao hugged him tightly: "I won't let anyone hurt you."

Xing Bailu's heart moved slightly, and then he smiled and raised his hand to pat Yan Qiao's arm: "Then can you get up first? My waist...is about to break."

Yan Qiao came back to his senses and hurriedly propped up his body.

Xiaolu's clothes were pushed up a bit, revealing a part of his waist, so thin and slender that he could hold it with one hand.

Yan Qiao stopped thousands of rushing thoughts, and when he looked away, he helped him drop his clothes: "You are too thin, you need to eat more, otherwise I won't dare to press on you, I'm afraid it will break if I touch it."

Xing Bailu turned over and looked at him with a smile: "What are you doing on me when you have nothing to do?"

After asking, he seemed to suddenly think of something.

Yan Qiao originally wanted to continue pinching his neck, but just as he stretched out his hand, Xing Bailu turned around and his hand hung empty for two seconds.

Sinking on his back between the pillows and quilts like this, looking at his smiling deer, it was very much like that night when he was drunk and insisted on helping him, his Adam's apple moved up and down unconsciously, he leaned slightly, and put his hands on Xing Bailu's waist.

Xing Bailu trembled sensitively, the person in front of him bent down, and the tip of his nose touched his lightly.

The breathing of the two became a little short.

Yan Qiao opened his mouth slightly, as if about to kiss him, but paused for half a second, his voice was short and tiring: "Is it okay, Xiaolu?"

"Um……"

At the same time, Yan Qiao heard the heart in his chest beating wildly like a drum.

It's not that they haven't kissed before, but this time is different from any other time in the past. It's different from the previous unawareness in this life, and the reluctance in the previous life. This time they are together happily.

Yan Qiao was so nervous that his arms that were propped on the bed were trembling.

Too long, he really waited too long.

I remember the last birthday he spent with Xiaolu in his previous life.

Amidst the melodious sound of the piano, Xiaolu came over and leaned over to kiss him while leaning on the wheelchair.

When they were together at that time, Xiaolu mostly took the initiative because he couldn't see.Only when he was on the bed, when he touched the deer's face, could he kiss his lips accurately.

Almost every time Xiaolu kissed him, it was superficial, and most of them were for outsiders to see, and their relationship was stable.

But that time, it was Yan Qiao's 27th birthday.

Fawn held his face and kissed him earnestly. Amidst the cheers and booing of everyone, he pried open his mouth and pushed his tongue in.

Yan Qiao was a little surprised, they kissed for a long time, the little deer seemed to be very active, and even climbed his hands on the back of his neck naturally.

The fawn's hand was very gentle that night.

Yan Qiao was always thinking, maybe grandpa was there that night, right?

"Yan Qiao, happy birthday." Xiaolu's voice filled his ears, softer than ever before, and seemed to be smiling.

Yan Qiao was very happy that day, he groped for Xiao Lu's hand.

Soon, the little deer shook his hand and interlocked his fingers.

He was so happy, Fang Conglin and Jiang Shiyue later yelled at him and asked him to take them all night, but he didn't care

"Gift." A small velvet brocade box was stuffed into Yan Qiao's hands, Xiaolu's voice was filled with laughter, "It's for my husband."

"Xing Bailu!" Jiang Shiyue said loudly, "What's the password of your home's WiFi, I cut it off again!"

Fang Conglin sneered: "Is your mobile phone not working? If it doesn't work, just change it. Do you want a buddy to give it to you?"

"Get lost! Xing Bailu, help me enter the password!"

"Wait a minute." Xiaolu's voice was far away.

Yan Qiao's fingertips rubbed back and forth on the velvet box many times. He accidentally lost one of his favorite pair of Mo Cui cufflinks last time. He was angry for several days. A coming-of-age gift from his mother.

Xiaolu said that he will make up a pair in the future, and find the most unique material.

It's the cufflinks specially made by Xiaolu for him, right?

Yan Qiao fumbled to open the box, and he quickly got the gift in the box.

Something cold, jade-like, but not cufflinks.

Not a pair, but only one piece. He frowned and touched it carefully. There was a pin on the back of the thing. This is... a woman's brooch?

There are also two letters embossed on the metal support on the back, which are S and Y, and they are not Xiaolu's things.

Yan Qiao remembered that Xiaolu used to have a lot of props when he was filming. Occasionally, he would unconsciously bring back some props, sometimes it was the crew’s prop watch, and sometimes it was a prop pendant.

When was this brooch brought back as a prop?After all, there are no women in the family, and the hired aunts don't wear brooches, and grandpa doesn't like them wearing jewelry.

Did Xiaolu take it wrong?

Yan Qiao was a little angry when he thought that he had even taken the wrong birthday gift for him carelessly.

After all, every time Xiao Lu had his birthday, he had to carefully prepare presents for him, and he never made a mistake.

It's because I don't care, so I take the wrong one casually.

When this thought came to Yan Qiao's mind, he couldn't help remembering that not long ago he had heard Xiaolu calling to ask about Lu Mingjia's news.

After the night when Lu Mingjia was awarded the title of emperor, is the thing Yan Qiao fears most still coming?

"Yan Qiao." Xiaolu's hand suddenly fell on his shoulder.

Yan Qiao was startled suddenly, he didn't hold the box in his hand, and fell to the ground directly.

He clearly heard the crisp sound of the brooch falling to the ground.

The little deer's footsteps were a little hurried, he should have run over to pick it up.

"Why are you so careless?" Xiaolu's voice was mixed with the sound of the piano, this was probably the first time Yan Qiao heard displeasure and reproach from Xiaolu's tone.

He has never been like this before, Xiao Lu has always treated him with gentleness and humility, and obeys him in everything.

Are you impatient now?

Yan Qiao's fingers gripped the armrest of the wheelchair slightly, and he suppressed his emotions and asked, "Are you leaving?"

After paying off the money that the Yan family gave them to the Xing family, are they finally leaving now?

Did not hear Xiaolu's answer.

Yan Qiao pushed the wheelchair over based on his feeling, and stretched out his hand to scratch randomly.

The deer grabbed his hand.

Yan Qiao pulled the man closer, and suppressed his anger: "You tell me bluntly, how do you know that I won't agree? Even if you act well, at least live today well, today is my birthday..."

Xiao Lu's words were a bit forbearing: "What did I do?"

"Don't you know?" Yan Qiao was mad at the time, and also mad with jealousy. He suppressed his voice and said, "You don't have me in your heart at all. I fucking knew it a long time ago!"

He tightly strangled Xiaolu's wrist, but Xiaolu didn't say a word.

Yan Qiao finally let go of his hand little by little like a desperate dehydrated fish: "Let's go."

Xiao Lu didn't say anything when he left that day, but just put the brocade box on Yan Qiao's lap.

He touched it, and found that the women's brooch was still there, but it was broken into two pieces. The port was very sharp, and he accidentally cut his finger.

A week later, the fawn died.

The blurred vision slowly became clear, and there was no darkness in front of him, but the deer's appearance when he was young, he was looking at him and smiling, so real and so close.

Yan Qiao's thin lips trembled slightly. In fact, he has always regretted it. Even if Xiaolu accidentally picked up the wrong gift that night, he shouldn't be angry. He told Xiaolu well and asked him to change the gift back, wouldn't it be all right? ?

Everything is his fault.

"Yan Qiao." Xing Bailu called him softly.

Yan Qiao bent down to kiss him, but was at a loss for a while.

Xing Bailu felt Yan Qiao's breathing became more and more rapid, as if impatient and hesitant.Yan Qiao first touched his lips like water, and then clumsily kissed him, so nervous that his teeth directly hit the corner of Xing Bailu's lips.

He frowned and hummed, calling him: "Yan Qiao."

"I'm here, I'm here, Xiaolu." Yan Qiao's palm caressed Xing Bailu's face, he lowered his eyelids and kissed it again, tense and gentle, "I won't let you go again, no more."

He will have a good relationship with Xiaolu, and he will make up for Xiaolu in this life for what he could not have in the previous life.

He gave Xiaolu everything he wanted, everything he wanted.

He passed Xing Bailu's waist with one hand, gently supported his waist and hugged him, leaning against his body, kissed him deeply and carefully.

"Hmm..." Xing Bailu hummed lightly.

This kiss was not as gentle and clumsy as before, but became more lingering and deep. Yan Qiao hugged him trying to reach the deepest point, and Xing Bailu couldn't breathe for a moment when he kissed him.

Something fell on his face, Xing Bailu opened his eyes in surprise, raised his hand and wiped it away, this is... tears?

Yan Qiao is crying?

"Well... Yan Qiao..."

Xing Bailu stretched out his hand to caress Yan Qiao's cheek, that one seemed to be slightly stunned, and let him go: "What's wrong?"

"Are you crying?"

After he was stunned, he raised his hand and wiped his face indiscriminately, then smiled lightly: "Feng squinted his eyes, I am so happy today, why are you crying?"

He lowered his head and licked Xing Bailu's lips, then kissed him on the neck.

Xing Bailu's neck turned red, and Yan Qiao's hand on his back seemed to become hot. He obviously didn't drink today, but why did he feel hot all over again?

Yan Qiao kissed Xing Bailu's forehead again, and then took his lips.As he got closer, the mole on the earlobe instantly became coquettish and clear, and Xing Bailu raised his hand subconsciously to pinch it.

Yan Qiao suddenly hugged his waist tightly, pressed him on the bed, and kissed him deeply again.

His hand unconsciously penetrated into Xing Bailu's clothes, Xing Bailu snorted and pushed him away.

"Little Deer?" He frowned, "What's wrong?"

Xing Bailu sat up straight, panting slightly, pulled his collar and smiled: "I don't want to get my clothes dirty again today."

Yan Qiao was stunned for two seconds, blushing a little.

Xing Bailu leaned over while pressing his neck and asked him, "Did you just hurt your feet? Did I bump into you?"

"No." Just now, because of thinking about the past, his emotions fluctuated uncontrollably for a while.

"Hmm." Xing Bailu was silent for a while, then raised his head and said, "It's okay for us to fall in love now, but it can't affect our studies." In his new life, he has to start well, and he can't be so excited that he puts the cart before the horse.

Otherwise, he will not be able to be independent at that time, and if the Xing family company is in crisis again, he will be involved in the same path in his previous life again.

Yan Qiao has parents who love him, and a grandfather who regards him as everything, but he can't.

Jiang Huaixia was still staring at her behind her back.

There were footsteps outside, followed by a knock on the door, and Tong Qian's voice: "Qiao Qiao?"

Since the last time she opened the door and saw the indescribable scene, Tong Qian learned to knock when she entered her son's room.

Yan Qiao agreed.

Xing Bailu hurriedly got up and went to open the door.

"Xiaolu." Tong Qian smiled when she saw him, and asked again, "Didn't you go to the comic exhibition? Why did you come back so early?"

Xing Bailu stepped aside and said, "Auntie, Yan Qiao's foot is hurt."

"What's wrong?" Tong Qian looked at her son worriedly, "Oh, why is it so swollen?" She squatted in front of the bed and held Yan Qiao's ankle to check.

Xing Bailu saw how distressed she was, and hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, Auntie, Yan Qiao hit me with the skateboard just to pull me away."

Yan Qiao quickly raised his head: "It has nothing to do with you."

Tong Qian glanced at her son, then turned her head and smiled at Xing Bailu: "It's okay, it's nothing serious, it's not particularly serious after a closer look, it will be fine in a few days."

Although Tong Qian said so, she still brought the medicine box at home.

Yan Jicheng had served as a soldier for several years before, and his physical fitness was not bad, but injuries were inevitable in the army.Mr. Yan specially asked someone to prepare a lot of medicines for Yan Jicheng's injuries. There were a lot of traditional Chinese medicines and western medicines, and the effects were better than those in the pharmacies outside. When Tong Qian and Yan Qiao came to Tongcheng, they brought some medicines for emergencies.

Although the manga exhibition failed, but because the two of them talked about everything, they were in a good mood.

Xing Bailu memorized English vocabulary for a while in Yan Qiao's room, and the two of them have a better understanding now, and the efficiency is extremely high when you come and go.

As soon as Xing Bailu left in the evening, Yan Qiao immediately called Fang Conglin.

After Fang Conglin listened to Yan Qiao's words, it took him a long time to react, and hurriedly said: "Oh, my cousin told Xing Bailu that I asked someone to take pictures of him when I didn't know him. But I have to admit that Xing Bailu's brain It’s so cool, he actually guessed that you asked me to do it. He also asked me why you secretly photographed him, what else could I say? I said that you saw his photo on the news and fell in love with him at first sight.” He paused, "I...wrong?"

Yan Qiao was silent: "No, what you said is very good."

Because of Yan Qiao's foot injury, Tong Qian drove him to and from school, taking Xing Bailu and Zhang Qingyou along with her.

After Zhang Qingyou took Tong Qian's car for a few days, she quietly told Xing Bailu that she always felt a little weird.

Xing Bailu asked him: "What's wrong?"

Zhang Qingyou was a little annoyed: "Didn't you notice that every time we chatted vigorously, Yan Qiao always looked back at me from the passenger seat?"

Xing Bailu said: "Then next time you change with him, you take the co-pilot."

Zhang Qingyou widened her eyes: "Am I crazy or are you crazy? Is it appropriate for me to be the co-pilot in Yan Qiao's mother's car?"

Xing Bailu said: "Oh, how about I trade with him."

Zhang Qingyou pulled him back: "It's weird that I sit in the back row with Yan Qiao, so I don't want it."

Xing Bailu laughed.

A week later, Yan Qiao's injury had healed seven to eighty-eight, and the three of them started to take the bus to and from school again.

On this day, the school is cleaned at noon.

Xing Bailu had no choice but to sort out all the wrong questions and take them home. After dinner, Yan Qiao went to Xing's house to teach him how to do the questions.

There were many textbooks and materials piled up on Li Shuyan's desk, Xing Bailu was afraid of making a mess, so he took Yan Qiao to his room.

"By the way, your clothes haven't been returned to you last time. I washed them for you. I did it." Xing Bailu was a little proud.

Yan Qiao sat at the table and looked at him with a smile, um, Xiaolu washed his clothes, so happy.

Before, because he was angry with Yan Qiao and wanted to hang out with him for a few days, Xing Bailu deliberately didn't return it, and then he forgot about it as soon as he procrastinated.Xing Bailu opened the closet and looked for it, "Aunt Qiu said it was put here, where is it? I found it!"

He took out the suit excitedly, turned around too quickly, and the folded clothes flew directly onto the quilt.

The clothes that had been folded were also scattered, and Xing Bailu was stunned after seeing it.

Who will tell him why Yan Qiao's top, which he thought was too big for him, is as small as children's clothes!

Obviously the style is this style, it is impossible to take it wrong.

Yan Qiao got up and looked at it and couldn't help laughing: "Is this my clothes?"

"Yeah, how could this be?" Xing Bailu hastily called Aunt Qiu up.

Aunt Qiu said: "I was so young when I picked it up, and I wanted to ask if you didn't wash it according to the washing requirements, so it shrunk. I forgot to ask later."

Xing Bailu hurriedly picked up his clothes and looked at the label.

It clearly says - no washing.

what the hell? ?

Glancing at it, it was still a well-known first-line brand, and Xing Bailu was surprised: "Isn't this just a one-off?"

Yan Qiao was still laughing.

Xing Bailu glared at him: "Why are you still laughing? Don't you think it's deceitful?"

"It's okay." Yan Qiao took the clothes over, "I don't intend to wear them anyway." It was Xiaolu's first time washing his clothes, and he wanted to put them away.

Aunt Qiu found a bag to help Yan Qiao pack his clothes and trousers, and then went out again.

Xing Bailu sat down in front of the desk angrily, and then remembered something: "It seems that you haven't returned my clothes to me yet."

Yan Qiao opened the schoolbag and said, "Well, put it in my place, in case you need it anytime, you don't have to wear unfit ones anymore."

The back of Xing Bailu's neck was a little hot from what he said, so he suppressed his voice and said, "I even said that I don't want to dirty my clothes anymore!"

Yan Qiao's movements paused, and after a long while, he said "Oh": "Then...then it's not like that, I'll bring you back your clothes tomorrow?"

This Yan Qiao is really...

Xing Bailu lay helplessly on the table: "When I was a child, I often stained my clothes when I ate. My mother didn't say that I would not let me eat in the future. She would wear a bib for me, and she would simply take off my clothes in summer."

Yan Qiao: "!!"

He was about to speak, when Xing Bailu said directly: "Okay, let's start the talk."

Yan Qiao froze again: "Oh."

He took the initiative to move the chair to Xing Bailu's side, and saw that he spread the papers on the table: "Shall we talk about the big questions first? Or start with the multiple-choice questions?"

Xing Bailu said: "Anything is fine."

"Well. Let me take a look first."

Yan Qiao pulled the paper over.

Xing Bailu looked at him slightly, Yan Qiao's serious appearance was quite bluffing, but I don't know if it was Xing Bailu's illusion, I always felt that Yan Qiao seemed to be too cautious when facing him, obeying him in everything. Don't want to make him angry.

He thought it would be difficult to get along with a young master like Yan Qiao, at least he had to be self-centered, but Yan Qiao was completely different from what he had imagined.

In his previous life, why didn't he learn more about Yan Qiao?

"Look, this geometry should add two lines first..."

"Hmm." Subconsciously, Xing Bailu leaned over to listen, and opened his calfskin notebook to record some specific questions.

Yan Qiao looked back and stared at the notebook in his hand.

Xing Bailu smiled and said, "Does it look familiar? I was a little surprised when I saw in your room last time that you also had a notebook of the same style as mine."

Yan Qiao smiled: "Really? What a coincidence."

In his previous life, he knew that Xiao Lu had always bought the same style of notebook. He had only touched it before, but had never seen it before.Later, after his eyes were able to see, he saw Xiaolu's notebook for the first time.

He flipped through it, most of which were abstracts and essays from his work.

He was not willing to throw away any of them. After he was reborn, he couldn't help but look for this style of notebook.

Xing Bailu said again: "I remember that "White Moonlight Raiders" was written in your book."

Yan Qiao's back straightened instantly when he heard the words "White Moonlight Raiders".

"Hey, what does that mean?" Xing Bailu looked at him sideways.

Yan Qiao: "..." How should I answer this?

Xing Bailu asked again: "You don't know how to write novels, do you?"

"No." Yan Qiao smiled so that the cheeks were a little stiff, "I'm also studying notes, hey, that...why is there an incense burner on your bedside table?"

Yan Qiao quickly changed the topic.

Xing Bailu looked back and said: "My dad got it. He thought I was not in good health and said it was mixed with traditional Chinese medicine. Aunt Qiu remembered to light incense for me every night. I think it's quite useful. Light it up. The quality of the night's sleep is good. Would you like some? I have a lot at home."

"I don't need it." Yan Qiao just asked casually just now, and he looked at Xing Bailu's small face again, "You should pay attention to your body, and, in the future, you can't keep moving forward like you were in a car accident last time. Every time I see you saying that my heart is not feeling well, I am scared to death."

Xing Bailu looked at him with a slight smile: "I may be a different kind of blood, and I only respond to your blood."

Xiaolu was just joking, but Yan Qiao's heart seemed to be bumped lightly by something at that moment, a little excited and a little hurt.

Xing Yuanlin didn't go home for dinner that day, so a call was made to Xing Bailu's cell phone.

Ever since he went to No. 65 Qingjiang Road on May [-]st to make a fuss, Xing Yuanlin no longer just called Aunt Qiu to talk about almost everything, but would tell Xing Bailu directly.

Most of them are very small things, such as not coming back for dinner tonight, coming back later tonight, where to go for dinner and so on.

"Mister isn't coming back for dinner tonight?" Aunt Qiu asked when she saw Xing Bailu coming downstairs.

"Ah."

"It's been three days in a row, is there a dinner every day?" Aunt Qiu muttered, "I can't even drink every day."

Xing Bailu raised his head subconsciously: "Did he drink the last two days?"

Aunt Qiu thought for a while: "It doesn't seem to be there. When my husband came back last night, I happened to go downstairs to pour water. I'm sure there is no water."

Xing Bailu didn't speak again, he just ate his food.

Aunt Qiu looked at him carefully, and said happily, "Master, his complexion has obviously improved in the past few days, and he doesn't feel sick, right?"

Xing Bailu shook his head: "No."

That kind of chest tightness and shortness of breath hasn't happened for a long time. Now, even if he occasionally thinks about Qingjiang Road 65, he won't feel as uncomfortable as before. After all, Jiang Huaixia can't have the same inheritance rights as him no matter how much he struggles.

To put it bluntly, even if Xing Yuanlin had an accident now, he would still be the first in line of succession, and Jiang Huaixia would not be in the second line of succession.

After some things have been figured out, naturally it will not be uncomfortable. If you can eat and sleep soundly, what reason is there for you to have a bad life?

After the meal, Zhang Qingyou called Xing Bailu: "Help! Is that Fang Conglin crazy?"

Xing Bailu smiled: "What's the matter with him? It's not that his father hired him and Wei Lan a tutor. He probably doesn't have time to pester you recently, right?"

Zhang Qingyou has nothing to love: "He doesn't have time to come to my house, but he orders a bouquet of roses to be delivered to my house every day! You know my parents don't allow me to fall in love early, I can't argue with it now!"

Is it so extreme?

Xing Bailu couldn't help laughing.

"Don't laugh!" Zhang Qingyou was extremely angry, "Can you let Yan Qiao negotiate with Fang Conglin?"

Xing Bailu said seriously: "Well... this matter is a bit difficult. First of all, you have to be clear that Fang Conglin is not Yan Qiao's follower, so he doesn't need to listen to Yan Qiao's words. Besides, according to my superficial understanding of Fang Conglin, there is a high probability that he is also I won't listen to Yan Qiao."

Zhang Qingyou: "..."

"Big grapefruit?"

"Alive."

"How about you find a boyfriend and take him to Fang Conglin's side?"

"Who are you looking for? Are you? Or Yan Qiao?"

"Hu Linlin."

A word to wake up the dreamer.

The next day, Hu Linlin became Zhang Qingyou's boyfriend, and the two deliberately swayed around in front of Fang Conglin, holding hands and hugging the waist.

Zhang Qingyou said in front of Fang Conglin: "Originally, Lin Lin and I didn't want to make it public before graduation. I didn't expect you to be so persistent. Now there is no other way. The seniors can only let you know the truth."

"Oh." Fang Conglin agreed.

The next day, the roses sent to Zhang Qingyou's house were replaced with Diewu flowers.

Xing Bailu helped to check the words of Cha Die Wuhua, good guy, expressing fragmented love.

"Hahaha—this is a curse for you and Hu Linlin to break up as soon as possible."

Fang Conglin is really amazing.

Zhang Qingyou's parents watched him even more closely. Every day, he was stuck in the time of going to and leaving school, and they almost grounded him at home, and they didn't even let him use his mobile phone.

Of course, the bouquet of butterfly dancing flowers is still being delivered.

Later, Zhang Qingyou had no choice but to go to Fang Conglin with Hu Linlin and admit that the two had broken up.

Fang Conglin continued to send roses.

Zhang Qingyou hangs on the bus pull ring weakly: "Yan Qiao, it is said that things of a kind gather together and people are divided into groups. Your brother Fang Conglin's kind of virtue, do you actually have the same nature? Xiaolu, I advise you to take it easy."

"Damn it, Zhang Qingyou, don't talk nonsense!" Yan Qiao covered Xing Bailu's ears with his hands, "I can't hear you, we can't hear you."

Xing Bailu remembered that he was lying on Yan Qiao's back and covering his ears like that, saying he couldn't hear, so he subconsciously laughed.

Zhang Qingyou frowned: "You are all inhumane! Do you know how painful it is to be a high school student without a mobile phone?"

Xing Bailu handed him the phone: "Here, mine is for you to use."

Zhang Qingyou widened her eyes: "What about you?"

Yan Qiao gave the phone to Xing Bailu: "Use mine." He leaned over, "The password is your birthday, it has always been."

Xing Bailu was slightly taken aback, and looked up to see Yan Qiao looking at him and smiling.

No wonder when he was asked the password before, he reported "04" at the beginning and didn't go on. It turned out to be his birthday.

He didn't even know when Yan Qiao's birthday was.

"Yan Qiao, when is your birthday?"

"November 11."

OK, remember.

"Fuck, enough is enough for the two of you!" Zhang Qingyou couldn't help it, "Take the bus and give me dog food! I don't want my phone, so give it back to you."

Xing Bailu laughed: "You won't remember the game after two days, it's no big deal."

Zhang Qingyou was still humming unhappily. Xing Bailu used to play games too, and both of them played like crazy.He stopped playing suddenly, as if it started after his mother died, and then he has been studying hard, and he seems to be a different person from before.To be honest, Zhang Qingyou admired him a lot, even if he fell in love, it didn't affect his studies.

It was so noisy, and soon it was the end of the semester.

Xing Yuanlin went out early and returned late for two consecutive days.

On the third day, when Xing Bailu came home from school, it was rare to see Xing Yuanlin at home early.

"Little Lu." Seeing Xing Bailu go in, he stopped him, "Father has something to tell you."

Xing Bailu stepped forward, put his schoolbag on the sofa, and looked at him.

Xing Yuanlin did a little mental construction, and said: "Your aunt was hospitalized for appendicitis surgery, and Dad has been visiting her in the hospital for the past two days."

Xing Bailu didn't speak.

Xing Yuanlin paused, and then said: "She is very worried about you, and it was she who asked me to call you if I have something to do. Don't let Aunt Qiu pass on the news. You are Dad's son, and Dad should really tell you about something. Some things have always been It's because I didn't think carefully, Dad is a man after all, and he is indeed not as careful as a woman."

Xing Bailu didn't want to hear him say these things: "I want to bring up the matter of taking them home again, don't you?"

Xing Yuanlin said unprecedentedly: "No."

Xing Bailu was going to leave, but when he heard this, he stopped again.

"The house on Qingjiang Road will be demolished, so your aunt's coffee shop will also be closed. In fact, they have moved to the hotel a week ago. Now your aunt is in the hospital. I don't think it's good to go to the hotel after she is discharged from the hospital. "Xing Yuanlin Jr.