The spring that the wife receives

The reason for Qi Lian's eating disorder has not been found so far, and there is no way to control it. Many times, even Qi Lian himself has no choice but to have good and bad health.

Early in the morning, the doctor who came here specially for Qi Lian gathered around the bed, gave Qi Lian an infusion, and asked some questions about the situation.

Of course, it was Butler Lin who answered the questions, because Qi Lian didn't even want to say a word when facing them.

"Did you rest at three o'clock in the morning?!" The doctor thought he had heard it wrong.

"Yes, the young master went out last night because of something, and was delayed a lot on the way back and forth, and it was already very late when he came back."

The doctor frowned, "Young master's current physical condition is different from others. Others can recover after a night's sleep, but for young master, the backlog of exhaustion and sleepiness cannot be recovered in a short period of time, and he will definitely rebound when he hits the bottom. .”

Butler Lin also knew these reasons, but how could he stop what Qi Lian was about to do.

Fortunately, Qi Lian's high fever came and went quickly, and his body temperature returned to normal after the infusion, but his face was so pale that he looked much weaker than yesterday, and he couldn't even lift a finger when he was lying on the bed. After a high fever, it feels worse than when I first moved here.

Lin Butler was so worried that he didn't open his brows for the whole day, and even received a call from Qi Shengyang at noon.

Although the father-son relationship between Qi Shengyang and Qi Lian is on thin ice, in Qi Shengyang's mind, Qi Lian is still irreplaceable, even though in Qi Lian's eyes, his father is dispensable.

On the phone, Qi Shengyang's voice was slightly cold, "Uncle Lin, I entrusted A Lian to you because I hope you can take good care of him."

Lin Butler also believed that he had a certain responsibility and dared not explain.

Of course, Qi Shengyang's thoughts still hope that Qi Lian can go back to his old house to recuperate, but he still knows his son very well. If he treats others softly but not hard, he will treat him softly and hard, and he has nothing to do about it. .

But Qi Shengyang can't do anything about Qi Lian, but it doesn't mean he can do the same for other people, because Qi Lian's condition is repeated, and just as soon as he sees him, he suddenly returns to his original shape. Qi Shengyang's patience is almost exhausted.

"Lin Bo, if Ah Lian doesn't get better after that, you can go back to the old house, and I will let other people take care of him at Ah Lian's place."

Su Canye didn't know anything about what happened in the villa, maybe because of the upcoming weekend, Su Canye has been in a good mood today.

During the lunch break, he rarely ordered takeaway in the office, but went downstairs to find a tea restaurant.

Su Canxing, who just woke up from a hangover, called at this time.

"Hey, Canye, did you come here yesterday?"

"Hmm." Su Canye was still worried about her sister who had a low and muffled voice on the other end of the phone, "Sister, don't drink so much next time."

"Who do you think you are? Leave me alone."

Su Canye stopped talking.

Su Canxing has had a bad mouth since she was a child. It is not easy to change this bad habit. She knows it but she can't control it. She can only regret it after she finished speaking.

When she woke up today and saw that her room and herself had been cleaned, she knew that Su Canye had been here. There was even hangover soup and cooked white porridge in the refrigerator.

Su Canxing was a little puzzled as to how Su Canye managed to accomplish so many things by himself, but he just forgot about it for a moment, and found a spare mobile phone to call Su Canye.

She couldn't bear to admit that she had caused trouble to Su Canye and thanked her, because of her temper, they often had nothing to say before they could say a few words.

After thinking about it, it would be more practical to give money, so Su Canxing hung up the phone amidst Su Canye's silence, then logged into the WeChat of the backup mobile phone, found Su Canye's Samoyed profile picture, and sent a red envelope of 888. It's over for her.

When Su Canye saw the red envelope sent, he shook his head helplessly. After thinking about it, he accepted it. After all, if he didn't accept it later, he would receive a questioning call from Su Canxing.

After coming out of the tea restaurant, Su Canye lowered his head and walked on the edge of the sidewalk, surrounded by countless white-collar workers in suits and uniforms. He was wearing a light pink T-shirt and jeans, and he looked very out of place among them.

Especially his rustic hairstyle and black-rimmed glasses, even the people handing out leaflets on the side of the road didn't seem to see him and just skipped it.

Su Canye has long been used to being on the fringes of the crowd and the collective, and he doesn’t think there’s anything wrong with this. Although his hairstyle is rustic, he always feels quite safe, but it’s a bit uncomfortable when the weather is hot when he has too much hair .

"Great discount for the opening of the new store! Recharge the card for [-] and get [-] free! You will also get a free hair dyeing experience! Quota is limited! First come first served!"

Su Canye didn't expect to have her hair cut at first, but when she heard the advertising slogan shouted by the flyer, and thought of what Qi Lian once said, he looks better without glasses...

Thinking of this, Su Canye turned his head to look at the window mirror beside him that reflected his appearance and figure, looked at the person in the mirror, and slowly took off the pair of glasses that he seldom took off usually.

It's just that the slightly myopic vision still allows him to see himself in the mirror clearly without glasses. The rustic black-rimmed glasses are gone, but the rustic hairstyle is still there, and it is still rustic after taking off the glasses.

Su Canye didn't feel that she would look better with her glasses off, as Qi Lian said, but she was still the same, and she was very different from her sister.

"The opening of the new store is a big reward! Change your hairstyle to change your mood! Give yourself a chance! Get to know a different self!"

Su Canye listened silently for a while, then slowly turned her head to look at the young man with a short cut who was standing by the sidewalk, full of energy and sharp-tongued.

Although he had skipped over Su Canye just now, he basically handed out a leaflet to the others.

Su Canye took out her phone and looked at the time. There was still an hour before the end of the lunch break. It should be... in time?

Before he changed his mind, Su Canye plucked up the courage and walked towards the young man with a short hair who was handing out flyers, "Hello, um, can you give me a flyer, please?"

Hearing the voice, Cuntou turned around and looked at Su Canye and was delighted, "Of course! Come on! Handsome man, do you want to change your hairstyle? With all due respect, your current hairstyle really doesn't match your face."

Su Canye lowered his head to accept the simple leaflet, and suddenly retreated in his heart.

But Bunny didn't give him this chance, he warmly took his arm and took him to the newly opened barber shop across the road, "Walk, go, you can trust our shop's craftsmanship, and we will definitely design the best barber shop for you." It suits your hairstyle!"

Su Canye has no ability to resist overly enthusiastic people, and was dragged into the store by Cun Tou before she even had time to say a word.

The newly opened store has more employees than customers. Besides Su Canye, there are two other girls who are choosing hair color.

Su Canye was at a loss and was brought to a girl named Lili by the inch head. Lili led Su Canye to the second floor to wash her hair first. After washing her hair, she came down wrapped in a purple towel. Su Canye's hair was all Handed over to a handsome hairstylist named David.

David had great dissatisfaction with Su Canye's original hairstyle, and couldn't help but ask, "Where did you get it cut?"

Su Canye replied very embarrassed, "I myself..."

"If your face is [-] points, your hairstyle will at least drag you down by [-] points."

"Is this so bad?"

"is very."

David stroked Su Canye's wet hair, "Do you have any requests?"

Su Canye shook her head, "No."

"Then let me design a hairstyle for you?"

"it is good."

"Would you like to try hair coloring for free?"

"No, no, black is fine."

David's tone was full of regret, "It's too wasteful, you have a lot of hair colors that suit you with your cool fair skin."

Because Su Canye insisted on not dyeing his hair, after 10 minutes, looking at Su Canye who looked completely different from before, David still felt it was a pity, "If you are willing to dye a misty gray blue, I guarantee you will be happy on the road." Someone secretly photographed you."

Su Canye rubbed his ears embarrassingly, he was not used to his face fully exposed in the mirror, he didn't even dare to lift his eyes to take a second look.

He had just finished cutting, and almost all the available hair stylists in the shop gathered around to look at it.

"I think the main reason for such a big change is the face. This little brother is already very handsome."

"It's true, brother, can I take a picture of you?"

Su Canye was not used to being surrounded by so many people, her fair face turned red, "I, I don't want to take pictures, I don't like taking pictures very much."

The man suggested seriously, "You can like it a little bit. If I had a face like yours, I could take a hundred selfies a day."

Su Canye pursed her lips and didn't speak. David saw that Su Canye really didn't like being surrounded by so many people, so he came out to chase them away, "Let's go cool off, don't scare them."

When paying at the cashier, seeing that Su Canye was still wearing glasses on his face, David hurriedly pulled him back, "Wait a minute, are you short-sighted?"

Su Canye stared at him blankly, "A little bit."

"Is it affecting life?"

"...doesn't matter."

"Then it's better not to wear it if you can, or simply change a pair. This pair of glasses doesn't match you now."

Su Canye looked at his glasses hesitantly when he heard this, and finally put them away in his trouser pocket.

On the way back to the office from the barbershop, Su Canye walked with his head down all the time, not daring to meet the eyes of anyone walking in front of him, he could feel those gazes falling on him, every one made him very uncomfortable , very uncomfortable.

Su Canye vaguely regretted the decision to cut her hair.

After finally returning to the office, Su Canye walked past the reception desk, and the receptionist who had worked together for almost two years stopped him.

"Hello, who are you looking for?"

Su Canye paused, "I'm Su Canye."

The little girl at the front desk stared round, "Who do you say you are?"

Su Canye reluctantly found out the badge and showed it to her, "Su Canye." After speaking, he turned and walked inside.

The lunch break was almost over, and people who went out to eat came back one after another. Almost everyone who came in was first attracted by the person sitting in the corner, and then looked at each other suspiciously.

"A new colleague?"

"Why are you sitting in Su Canye's seat?"

The little girl at the front desk came over in a timely manner after fetching water, looked at the exquisite and beautiful person in the corner of the office who seemed to be covered with a soft light filter, and said earnestly: "Have you ever thought... that might be Su Canye?"