This time she confesses

Outside the restaurants with good reputation, there are many customers waiting for their number to be called. It is getting late, and they will queue up again to get their number. It is estimated that they will have to wait for a long time before eating. A restaurant with a relatively small family, and then turned to ask Ke Qingyun's opinion, "Can we eat Thai food?"

Ke Qingyun didn't seem to be very picky, she nodded when Jing Huan asked what to eat: "Yes."

The waiter at the door clasped his hands together, said Sawadika, and enthusiastically led the two of them to the store. Compared with the hot pot restaurants with long queues, there are not too many customers in this restaurant, so the food is served quickly. It will be ready in no time.

The next table is a couple, chatting enthusiastically while eating, and laughing constantly. In comparison, the atmosphere between Jing Huan and Ke Qingyun is a bit dull, and the atmosphere of eating is not good, it will affect the appetite. Jing Huan’s Thai food There is no research, and there is no way to lead the topic to this, so I asked again and again: "When are you going back?"

"Where did you go to play today?"

The two asked in unison.

Ke Qingyun was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at Jing Huan, with a faint smile on his mouth: "You seem to really want me to go back."

"No, I'll just ask casually."

Jing Huan took a sip of the soup with a spoon. As soon as the tip of her tongue touched the soup, she frowned and the corners of her mouth trembled slightly. She was actually not used to Thai Tom Yum Kung soup, which was sour, spicy and curry-like, but because it was Signboard, you have to order.

But if I can't get used to drinking it, it's my own problem. Others don't. Jing Huan glanced at Ke Qingyun, showing the friendship of the landlord, and recommended to her, "You can drink some soup."

"You think it's sour, and you still let me drink it." Ke Qingyun looked at her.

Jing Huan was a little embarrassed, he hesitated: "I don't know your taste, what if you like to drink."

"I don't like sour food either." Ke Qingyun said.

Jing Huan said, and pushed the fried rice and coconut milk hot pot towards Ke Qingyun, "Then you can eat something else."

It may be because of her throat discomfort. Ke Qingyun didn't eat much. After taking two bites, she put down her chopsticks and turned her head to cough. Seeing her like this, Jing Huan frowned worriedly, "If taking medicine is useless, why don't you go get some injections?" , it will get better faster that way, and you can't just drag your illness along like this forever."

"Okay, if you still cough tonight." Ke Qingyun clenched his fists against his mouth, cleared his throat and said, "I'll go back the day after tomorrow."

The day after tomorrow is New Year's Eve, Jing Huan nodded, and there was a back and forth between you and me: "Just in time for the New Year."

"I'm done answering, how about you? Where did you go to play today?" Ke Qingyun asked.

Jing Huan thought for a while and said, "I'm running out of time, so I went to the East Lake and the Yangtze River Bridge."

"Is it fun?"

Ke Qingyun is a graduate student in Wuhan, so she should be very clear about whether these scenic spots are fun, not to mention that East Lake is next to her school, so very close. "That's it. I've been there many times, so I don't feel much. It's the first time for Si Yao to go, so I seem to be much more excited."

"I haven't been there yet." Because of a cold, Ke Qingyun's voice sounded low and hoarse, but now combined with this sentence, it adds a bit of loss.

Jing Huan raised his head, surprised: "Haven't you been there?"

Ke Qingyun nodded, "Well, I haven't been there."

"You are so busy going to university—" the voice stopped abruptly. Jing Huan didn't want to bring it up before the conversation, and changed the subject: "The spring scenery is not bad on the East Lake, you can go there when you are free." have a look."

Ke Qingyun explained with a smile: "I haven't been there not because I am busy with school, but because I am not familiar with it. I didn't know that there is a scenic spot behind the school until I graduated."

"..." Jing Huan was stunned. She didn't want to mention university at first, but after hearing what Ke Qingyun said, she couldn't help expressing her opinion: "You don't know me well, haven't I heard from my classmates?"

Or a boyfriend.

In the summer evening, there are quite a lot of young couples riding and walking by the lake, and they seem to be envious of others.

Ke Qingyun shook his head, "No."

Jing Huan was speechless, but she could understand: "You have good grades, and you are busy studying in college, so you really don't have time to go out and play."

"The grades are not very good." Ke Qingyun said modestly, then raised his eyes to look at Jing Huan: "I went home to give you homework for you, and you didn't recommend me to go there to play."

Jing Huan was very talkative at that time. When he saw Ke Qingyun after school, he couldn’t stop talking. From sharing fun things in school to eating, drinking and having fun in Wuhan, history and culture, it involved all aspects, and every time he said it, it seemed like he had typed it in advance. Like a draft, it never gets stuck, and the description is vivid, but there is no mention of East Lake.

After talking about it and blaming himself for the fault, Jing Huan glanced displeased, "You are Jing Yuan's teacher, not mine, why should I recommend it to you?"

Ke Qingyun smiled, "It's not your teacher, why do you still call me Teacher Ke?"

"When did I call Mrs. Ke? I obviously called you—" Jing Huan sensed something was wrong, and stopped immediately, without making a sound.

Ke Qingyun stared at Jing Huan: "What are you calling me?"

"Calling you Mr. Ke." Jing Huan reined in in time.

Ke Qingyun paused for a moment, then laughed in a low voice, "Why are you so smart now?"

This sentence didn't sound like a compliment, Jing Huan raised his head suddenly, and the food in the middle of the chopsticks had been brought to his mouth, but he didn't open his mouth to bite, but raised his chin slightly and raised his eyebrows, "I used to be very Stupid?"

This look is like the confident and arrogant little Jing Huan in the past. He said what he had and never hid it. Ke Qingyun was slightly taken aback, "I'm not stupid."

It was nothing more than bickering, Jing Huan didn't take it seriously, but there was still a winner's smile on the corner of his mouth, "I will take it as the truth."

"It was the truth."

Ke Qingyun remembered that Jing Huan said that night that she couldn't tell which of her words was true and which was false, so she deliberately emphasized: "This sentence is true, you are not stupid at all, I used to say you were stupid , actually to tease you."

"Understood, why say so many times." Jing Huan lowered his eyes, looking a little unnatural.

Ke Qingyun: "I'm afraid you won't believe me."

The chopsticks in Jing Huan's hand stopped, and the tip of the chopsticks picked up a grain of rice and handed it to his mouth. He chewed it slowly, and after tasting the taste, he smiled and said politely: "This rice tastes good, eat more .”

Ke Qingyun stopped in moderation and said, "Okay."

The food was not to my liking, and the two of them ended hastily. It was not yet eight o'clock after the meal, and the shopping mall was still very lively. The two elevators that came here were full. In desperation, Jing Huan suggested to take the escalator, although it was troublesome No need to wait.

Ke Qingyun had no objection, "OK."

Walking round and round downstairs, the bakery on the first floor has already started to hold activities, buy one get one free of bread, the shop is crowded with people, the scene looks a bit scary.

Jing Huan walked around a bit, but was still knocked down by a child who suddenly rushed out of the bakery. The child looked about seven or eight years old, and seemed to walk by feeling, eyes and ears were just decorations, the force of the collision It was not small. Jing Huan staggered and almost fell. Ke Qingyun quickly reached out and grabbed her arm, put the other hand on her waist, supported her and asked worriedly: "How is it? Are you okay? "

There was a pinprick-like pain in the ankle. Jing Huan frowned. He guessed that he had twisted his foot. Before he could answer, he had to bend over to rub it to see whether it was serious or not. At this time, the perpetrator let out a wow cry.

The crying sound immediately attracted the adults, helped the child who fell on the ground, and asked anxiously: "What's going on? Why did you fall?"

The child didn't know whether it was because of the pain from the fall or the fear in his heart. He kept pouting and crying without speaking. The adult looked at Jing Huan anxiously, and said in a domineering tone, "What's wrong with you? You knocked our child down."

The villain complained first, Jing Huan was shocked, and wanted to explain regardless of the pain in his ankle, but Ke Qingyun spoke before her, and said in an unhappy tone: "It was your child who hit us."

While talking, he supported Jing Huan and asked, "Did you sprain your ankle?"

"It seems to be a bit painful." Jing Huan supported Ke Qingyun's arm and stood on one foot, not daring to land on the other foot.

Seeing this, the parents lowered their heads to ask the child again. The child nodded while crying. The anger on the parent's face eased a little, and the tone was not as bad as before. "I'm sorry, the child is ignorant and loves to run around."

Ke Qingyun was worried about the serious injury to his foot, and frowned. He didn't have time to talk to the parent. The parent thought nothing was wrong, and led the child away as if nothing had happened.

"I'll take you to the hospital."

Jing Huan waved his hand, "No, it shouldn't be a big deal, I'll sit next to you first."

Ke Qingyun helped Jing Huan to one side of the rest area and sat down, squatting halfway in front of Jing Huan, trying to lift up his trousers to check the injury, Jing Huan was startled by this action, and quickly moved his feet to the side, "What are you doing?" Well?"

"Don't move." Ke Qingyun grabbed Jing Huan's ankle, "Let me see if it's swollen."

Jing Huan felt a little embarrassed, bent down and pushed Ke Qingyun's hand away: "Let me see for myself."

"..." Ke Qingyun raised his eyes, with no expression on his face, and asked her: "What's the difference between you and me?"

Even if you look at it by yourself, you have to lift your trousers, but you can still see Ke Qingyun next to it. There is really no difference. Jing Huan pursed his lips, "I'm afraid you won't understand."

Ke Qingyun just wanted to see if it was swollen, and he had to see a doctor for the specific situation, "Can you understand it?"

"I can understand a little bit." Jing Huan said, "Don't forget that my roommate is a doctor."

It was probably due to a sprain, and there was no obvious change in the ankle. Ke Qingyun put Jing Huan's trousers down and raised his head: "Then let her come over now to show you."

Jing Huan didn't hear the other meanings in the words, and even thought it was a bit ridiculous, "How is this possible."

It's just a foot injury. Isn't it crazy to let Si Yao run from Shanghai to Wuhan? With that effort, she cured her illness from Baidu.

"You also said that this is impossible." Ke Qingyun stood up, looked down at Jing Huan, and said word by word: "You have only me by your side now, and you can only rely on me."