The spring that the wife receives

Because Leon talked too much, Qi Lian's attitude was a little tough. He asked him to go to the kitchen to eat something, and don't come to the living room yet.

Leon was also afraid that he would really piss off Qi Lian, so he reluctantly walked away after every step.

After Leon left, there were only Su Canye and Qi Lian left in the living room, but the atmosphere was completely different from before Leon came, with an indescribably dull and suffocating feeling.

Qi Lian looked at Su Canye quietly, he didn't know where to start when he wanted to explain, but he really didn't want Su Canye to misunderstand him, so he could only hide in his heart what he had never told anyone. tell him.

"Xiao Ye, the woman Leon mentioned, I really forgot what she looked like, because I cared so much about her at the time, it's just that her dressing style made me feel very familiar, but I realized later that she really looked like a person .”

Qi Lian's words made Su Canye raise his head again, his bright eyes were filled with doubts, "Who do you look like?"

"My mother."

Su Canye had never thought about this answer, and was so shocked that she couldn't speak for a moment.

As for Qi Lian, he didn't think it was something that needed special attention, although he did see the shadow of his past mother in that strange woman whom he only met once.

"When I was a child, my mother always seemed to wear a Victorian dress like that, and she was as demure and beautiful as that person."

When mentioning his deceased mother, Qi Lian acted calmly, without any sadness or sadness, as if he was talking about someone who had nothing to do with him.

His reaction made Su Canye feel a strong sense of weirdness, which is very unusual.

But Qi Lian didn't want to say any more when he said this, he took Su Canye's hand, lowered his head, and put his lips on the back of that white hand, "Xiaoye, I only have you in my heart, so you have to care about me, you care about me very much." .”

Su Canye: "I care about you."

"Then care a little more, I like that you have all your heart on me, and you only care about me alone." Qi Lian put her cheek in Su Canye's warm palm nostalgicly, as if absorbing something , straightforward and moving, but also soft-hearted.

Su Canye's heart was so soft that it almost melted into water, she had no resistance, and just wanted to follow him, "Okay."

At noon, the doctor came to give Qi Lian a nutritional injection as a routine. Before leaving, he tentatively mentioned about the physical examination, but Qi Lian refused without any surprise.

It's not the first time for Leon to watch Qi Lian get nutritional injections. When he was in Germany, Qi Lian was so sick that he needed nutritional injections to maintain his body functions, so Qi Shengyang sent someone to take him back.

After the doctor left, Leon looked at Qi Lian's sad face and hesitated to speak. Su Canye's face was not as good-looking as him. They both sat on the sofa and looked at Qi Lian silently.

Qi Lian glanced at them amusedly, picked up the cup beside him and took a sip of water, "I'm fine, I don't need to go for an examination."

Su Canye: "But we should still listen to what the doctor said. Physical examination is very important."

Leon also nodded sharply, "Ye Ye is right!"

Qi Lian was indifferent, "I don't want to go, it's too troublesome, I know my own body well, they can't cure me."

Leon wanted to continue persuading, but Su Canye pulled his clothes calmly, got up and walked towards Qi Lian, and changed the subject, "Ah Lian, the weather is not bad today, do you want to go out for a walk?"

Qi Lian turned her head to look at the sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window, thought for a while and shook her head, "I don't want to go out today."

Su Canye looked down at her watch, and half an hour later would be the time for Qi Lian to take a nap, "Do you want to read a book for a while?"

"Alright, you come with me."

Only then did Su Canye walk behind Qi Lian and pushed the wheelchair towards the elevator. Before leaving, she silently gave Leon a look. Right now, he didn't care whether Leon understood what he meant, and took Qi Lian upstairs to return to the room. .

On Qi Lian's bedside table was the German novel that he had read for almost a week and he hadn't finished it. Su Canye helped him adjust his posture and handed him the thick book, and placed it beside the bed. sit on the stool.

Qi Lian opened the book and found the bookmark she left when she read it last time, and glanced at Su Canye, "Are you unhappy that I won't go for a physical examination?"

Su Canye looked at him and shook her head silently, "Ah Lian, I won't be unhappy, I'm just worried about you."

Qi Lian's gaze fell on the page, "I've done similar checks many times, and it's the same every time, without any results."

"But the doctor..."

"That can only be what Qi Shengyang meant." Qi Lian gently turned to the next page, and said in a low voice, "The ancestor of the Qi family is going to celebrate his [-]th birthday. A few years ago I was not in China and I couldn't participate. This year I am in China. That means you have to go anyway.”

Su Canye didn't know the Qi family well, so when he heard the ancestor of the Qi family, his first reaction was, "Is that A Lian's grandfather?"

"No, my grandparents, grandparents, and grandparents have all passed away. The one who celebrated his [-]th birthday is my grandpa's elder brother. Qi Shengyang took over the position from him."

"Ah Lian, do you want to go?"

Qi Lian smiled silently, "It doesn't matter whether you go or not, as long as they don't think it's embarrassing for me to go to the banquet in a wheelchair, then I have nothing to say."

Su Canye frowned slightly, "It's not shameful."

Qi Lian glanced at him with a smile, "You don't feel ashamed because you have a filter for me. This is called beauty is in the eye of the beholder."

"You are not ashamed whether you have a filter or not, you are not ashamed when you are sick, and you are not ashamed when you are in a wheelchair. Whoever thinks you are ashamed, then I despise him for being rude and empathetic."

After listening, Qi Lian closed the book in his hand, put it back on the bedside table, and opened his arms towards Su Canye, "Xi Shi wants you to hug her."

Su Canye gently pushed his hand away, dumbfounded, "Speak seriously, don't mess around."

Qi Lian stretched out his hand again, "No nonsense, in fact, nutrition injections are quite painful, I'm just not ashamed to say."

Su Canye tried her best to ignore his gesture of hugging, "Then why do you have the nerve to say it now?"

"Because I just found out that I am Xi Shi, and Xi Shi will be forgiven and liked for whatever she does. Come to Xiaoye, my hands are a little sore."

Su Canye was actually very embarrassed, but after thinking about how close the relationship between the two is now, it is normal, so she endured her embarrassment and stood up, leaning into Qi Lian's open arms.

Qi Lian hugged Su Canye tightly, and put his face on Su Canye's shoulder happily, "Xiaoye, you smell so good."

Su Canye blushed, "That's the smell of shower gel."

Qi Lian suddenly turned her face and buried herself in Su Canye's neck, her warm breath hit her, making Su Canye tremble all over, as if a thin electric current was passing through, so that goose bumps would come out.

"Ah Lian..."

Qi Lian sniffed it carefully, then turned her face away again, "It smells like a flower, but I don't know what kind of flower it is. It looks like a small white flower, which suits you very well."

Su Canye raised her hand and gently patted Qi Lian's back, "Am I a little white flower?"

"You are my little flower."

"But I am a leaf, not a flower."

"Don't refute Xi Shi's words, what Xi Shi said is right."

"……OK then."

"Xi Shi wants to kiss you now, can I?"

Su Canye's ears were burning, and her heart was pounding.

Without saying a word, Qi Lian asked, "Can you?"

Su Canye still didn't answer.

Qi Lian backed away, tilted his head slightly to look at Su Canye's face carefully, saw that his expression was either resistance or disgust, or pure shyness, so he moved his face closer, and gently pressed Su Canye Soft cheeks.

"Thank you Xiaohua."