After wearing the green tea in the heartwarming text

The hospital in Wuxi Town, even if it is the best, is not as good as Shili.

Standing in the ward, Yan Min looked at the old man lying on the bed who was restless except for his face. It was an ironic contrast with his radiant and complacent appearance in his previous life.

"Father."

He spoke with a hoarse voice, and his eyes were moist as if he was about to cry.

The adoptive father was used to being hard-hearted, and he didn't feel any pity at all. His cloudy eyes fell on the handsome and well-dressed adoptive son. After not seeing him for a month, the unkempt and ragged boy seemed to be a different person.

He had a good life, but he was unlucky.

If he had known that Wei Zhize had that kind of thought for Yan Min, he would never have put all his hopes on that person he had never met.

Really bad luck.

"He needs to rest, so let's say something." Wei Zhize didn't like the way Yan Min's adoptive father looked at Yan Min, and he couldn't hide his malice.

too disgusting.

"Father...today, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival." Yan Min nervously put a beautifully packaged box on the table beside the hospital bed, and stumbled, "I, I bought mooncakes..."

Once upon a time, when Yan Min first came to Yan's house from the orphanage, he also had a relatively ordinary and happy time. The Mid-Autumn Festival of that year was the first meaningful festival he had in his life.

Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long.

The nurse on the side reminded gently: "Mr. Yan's physical condition may not be able to eat."

Yan Min quickly lowered his eyes, pinched his fingers nervously, "I'm sorry, I... I forgot."

"nothing."

The adoptive father was about to die of anger.

I don't know if his filter on Yan Min is too deep, and he always feels that this little beast has bad intentions.

"Forget it, people have seen it too, let's go." Wei Zhize stared at it for a long time, but couldn't stand Yan Min's adoptive father's eyes, viciousness, hatred, and disgust.

Perhaps, he never had any father-son friendship with Yan Min from the beginning to the end, and he only used and abandoned him.

Hearing Wei Zhize's urging to leave, Yan Min's expression stagnated slightly, such a short amount of time was simply not enough.

He looked at Wei Zhize hesitantly, shook his head and said, "I, I want to be alone with my father for a while longer."

Wei Zhize was stunned, and couldn't help repeating: "You want to stay alone with him?"

Yan Min hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Yes."

Hearing this, Wei Zhize pursed his lips with a solemn expression.

It may be because of the lack of sense of belonging to the Wei family. Even though the adoptive father has abused Yan Min for so many years, the only family and relatives that Yan Min recognizes are probably the small broken building and the adoptive father.

Some worried glanced at the adoptive father lying on the hospital bed.

His body suffered from multiple fractures, and he hasn't recuperated so far. Except for the mouth that can barely speak a few words, with Wuxi Town's backward medical level, he may have to spend the rest of his life in a hospital bed.

After thinking about it, Wei Zhize's deep eyes fell on Yan Min, "Okay, I'll wait for you outside the door."

Yan Min's expression relaxed.

After Wei Zhize and the nurse left, only their father and son were left in the ward. For a while, the air was too quiet, only the ticking of the instruments.

After so many years, the adoptive father knew the speed of Yan Min's reaction and speech, and he had no desire to chat with people at all, so he simply closed his eyes, out of sight and out of mind.

Yan Min secretly observed the surroundings and found that there were no cameras or bugs, so he sat on the chair and looked at his adoptive father lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, his eyes gradually became cold.

"Father."

This different "Father" made the adoptive father's closed eyes gradually open, and he looked at Yan Min who was sitting in front of him again with hesitant eyes.

The inherent cowardice and fear of the teenager disappeared, replaced by plainness and indifference.

Like, a completely different person.

For a while, the adoptive father wondered if his old eyesight was dim, so he misread it.

How could that idiot who was scared of everyone, stuttered and slow to react, have such eyes?

When the adoptive father closed his eyes and opened them again, Yan Min's eyes were stained with guilt and sadness, "How are you these days?"

Although it sounds like the emotion in his voice is the same as before, the boy's tone is not stuttering or slow at all. Looking at Yan Min, who is both familiar and strange, a lot of thoughts popped up in his mind. question.

"I recovered to normal, but it was too late." Yan Min said.

The adoptive father was slightly taken aback.

The thoughts in his mind also began to re-plan, could it be that Yan Min returned to normal after returning to Wei's house?

"Didn't you always expect to live the life of a rich man?"

"I think it's almost there."

The adoptive father's thoughts were instantly attracted by this topic.

Today Yan Min brought not only a box of mooncakes, but also a beautiful fruit basket. He took out a ruddy apple and began to peel it, "It's a surprise, you don't know it yet, I'm Wei Wei now. children of the family."

Every move is completely different from the past.

The adoptive father stared blankly at this scene, and it took him a while to realize the meaning behind Yan Min's words.

Is Yan Min a child of the Wei family?

"One day, I will let you live the life you want." Yan Min promised.

The adoptive father still couldn't get used to the fact that the person in front of him was the foolish adopted son he used to be. His suspicious eyes fell on Yan Min's sincere and clear eyes, and he opened his mouth with difficulty, his voice seemed to be inaudible, "You, you don't hate..."

"No matter what, you raised me." So, I will let you live until I repay this kindness.

Half an hour later, Yan Min turned the doorknob and walked out of the ward.

He looked at Wei Zhize who was leaning on the bench, and he turned back into the timid boy he used to be.

"Father, father is asleep, let's go, let's go."

On an autumn afternoon, the sun is warm but not too hot.

Compared with the turbulent waves in Wuxi Town, the Song family looked peaceful and peaceful.

Jian Shuning, who was staying in the bedroom, was having a headache and didn't write a few words for the holiday homework. His foundation was too weak, no matter how strong his learning talent was, he couldn't finish it overnight.

The system sees that the host is so "entangled and painful", and suggests whether to go out for a walk, stay in the house, and work behind closed doors, but there is no inspiration.

Looking at the clean paper, Jian Shuning had no choice but to accept the proposal.

When she first came to Song's house, Jian Shuning was worried about revealing her secrets and ruining her personality. Except when necessary, she stayed in the bedroom to absorb new knowledge. It can be said that she lived in seclusion.

Later, I went to school to study and did not come back for two weeks.

Not appearing in front of outsiders for such a long time, many servants found that without the master at home, the Song family was more than a little quiet.

So after a month, when Jian Shuning reappeared in the living room, he shocked the servants of the Song family who were about to get used to it.

Could it be that the Second Young Master Song finally couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to do it again?

When Jian Shuning was walking up the stairs, he noticed the secretive and worried glances of the servants. When he looked over, those people looked away again, lowered their heads and concentrated on their work.Jian Shuning frowned, stopped paying attention to these things, changed her shoes at the entrance, and walked out of the house.

Seeing this, the servants exchanged glances, and someone had already called Song Juncheng to tell Song Juncheng that he was afraid that the Second Young Master Song would disappear for a day as soon as he went out, just like a month ago.

After going out, the sun fell on the face for the first time.

Jian Shuning didn't go out to wander as the servant guessed, but walked around to the back garden. City S is so big, and he is a modern road idiot. Even if he has a navigation system, he is easy to get into trouble if he is not familiar with the place.

It's better to stay at home and have less clean things.

The back garden of the Song family is full of ancient flavors, the begonias are gorgeous, the sweet-scented osmanthus is fragrant, and there are stone bridges, pavilions and ponds. When Jian Shuning walked in, he thought he had returned to his own time, and it was still in the center. A glass greenhouse pulled his thoughts back.

"The Song family seems to like ancient style buildings very much. Except for the interior of the villa, the exterior is almost full of ancient style elements." The system said.

Jian Shuning nodded secretly, pushed the glass door of the greenhouse, and walked in.The greenhouse has a large space, surrounded by some precious flower species, such as phalaenopsis, pansy, carnation, bougainvillea and so on.

There is a small couch and wooden table in the middle, which is antique.

Because the glass of the greenhouse is two-way, the sunlight from outside comes through, and the whole greenhouse is warm, and the faint fragrance of flowers wafts around.

It seems that this greenhouse is the essence of the back garden.

After entering the greenhouse, Jian Shuning's originally chaotic heart became quieter. Last night's sleep quality was extremely poor. He leaned on the swing made of vines on one side, closed his eyes, and not long after, staggered into the room. sleep state.

Jian Shuning fell asleep peacefully in the greenhouse, but the whole Song family was in chaos because of his sudden "going out".

When the servant called Song Juncheng and reported Jian Shuning's movements, Song Juncheng was in a company meeting and couldn't get away.Fang Qinglan and Song Jinyu went out in the afternoon, after much deliberation, the only person who could manage things now was Song Liyan.

"Go upstairs and tell Li Yan to ask him to find Shuning." After speaking, Song Juncheng was afraid that Jian Shuning would lose his temper and was dissatisfied with his control, so he went out and added, "If you just go out for fun, you don't have to put it away." If someone brings it back, just find a few people to watch secretly."

"Yes."

When the door of Song Liyan's bedroom was knocked, he was about to go out to pick up someone at the airport. When he opened the door and looked at the servant standing outside, he said, "What's the matter?"

The servant nervously repeated Song Juncheng's words.

After listening, Song Liyan's calm expression changed a bit, but his voice was still very indifferent, "He is already 17 years old, he is not a child anymore, there is no need."

The servant looked puzzled, "But, sir said..."

"If you don't worry, go find it. I still have something to do."

After that, Song Liyan went out with a cold face.

Several servants looked at each other, and they all looked embarrassed. The master didn't want to take care of it, but they couldn't. Otherwise, Song Juncheng would go home at night and find that Jian Shuning hadn't come back, so he might lose his temper.

One of the servants was full of complaints, "Why do you think that the second young master will find us a job as soon as he gets home, can't he live in peace?"

"Okay, stop talking, find someone quickly."

Song Liyan said so, but when he went out, he found Jian Shuning's cell phone number and dialed it.

After the phone buzzed for more than ten seconds, a mechanical female voice came: "Hello, the number you dialed is busy, please try again later."

not answer the phone?

Song Liyan turned off the screen of the mobile phone, completely ignoring it, put away the mobile phone and drove away from Song's house.

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This time, Jian Shuning fell into a deep sleep.

He was still dreaming, when he was woken up by a sudden meow.

Jian Shuning was used to being vigilant, even though he was a little sleepy and lazy, he still opened his eyes. In his blurred vision, the furry black body was constantly rubbing against his calf.

Jian Shuning narrowed her eyes and frowned.

Where did the cat come from?He remembered that the door of the greenhouse had been locked by him.

He tentatively bent down and stretched out his hand, the black cat immediately shifted its position and rubbed against his hand.

"Host."

The sound of the system suddenly sounded, and Jian Shuning didn't realize what was wrong. He picked up the cat with both hands, looked at the door of the greenhouse that was locked by him, and asked casually, "What's wrong?"

System: "You completed the task earlier, and I also got a part of the energy feedback. Now that the energy reaches the standard, it can be randomized into a creature that appears in the real world."

"Oh, then congratulations."

"..." The system stammered, "Actually, I..."

Jian Shuning was still wondering how the black cat appeared in the closed greenhouse. Could it be that the black cat had already appeared before he entered the greenhouse for his lunch break?

Touching the black cat's warm head, he said flatly, "Speak up if you have something to say. Could it be that something happened to the plot and Yan Min?"

"No...it's me after my transformation." The system coughed, "It's under your hands."

Ok?

Jian Shuning paused with his fingers, and then met the round eyes of the black cat. He withdrew his hand instantly as if he had been shocked, his face was serious and confused, "You said...you became a cat now?"

"Yes." The system said dryly: "Now my random form is a cat."

Jian Shuning snorted, "Then can you change back?"

The system froze, "Change back?"

"Yes, back to my mind." Jian Shuning said.

The system felt a little hurt, and his beard shook, "Don't you like my current form?"

Hearing this, Jian Shuning looked down at the cat at her feet. Its body was as black as ink, its fur was as smooth as satin, and its two pairs of cat pupils were beautiful, rare heterochromatic pupils.

To him, the system used to be just a talking nothingness, but now it has become an entity and exists in reality, which is a bit strange to be true.

"Not really, I'm not used to it yet."

I am used to being alone, except for Yan Min who is close because of the mission, he has never been so close to other living creatures.

Even, that's just a cat.

The system has always rarely violated the wishes of the host. Hearing what he said, he was about to decompose the physical form into data, but Jian Shuning keenly heard footsteps coming from outside the greenhouse, and immediately said: "Wait a minute, there are people."

Hearing this, the black cat blinked its pupils, and immediately became honest.

Jian Shuning reached out and hugged the black cat to her side, looked up and looked outside the greenhouse, the owner of the footsteps was a young man with an unfamiliar appearance, holding a black mobile phone, snapping pictures.

Looking at his clothes and demeanor, he doesn't seem to be a servant of the Song family.

The system yawned, and the cat buried its head in its arms.

This new function of mine is really tasteless, not only inconvenient, but the host is not used to it.

The light fragrance of flowers permeated the surrounding area, He Qiuzhou looked at the photos on his mobile phone, and admired secretly, such a scene, it would not be in vain for him to travel all the way to Song's house.

After that, his eyes wandered around, and he quickly noticed the glass greenhouse in the center under the cover of flowers.

The mobile phone camera subconsciously turned over, under the warm red sunset light, in the transparent glass greenhouse, flowers were scattered, and a young man with a delicate face, cold and alienated sat on a swing entwined with vines.

The black cat squatted beside him, relaxed and relaxed.

He Qiuzhou stared at the scene in the camera, was stunned, and subconsciously pressed the camera button. After the sound of "click", he immediately put down the phone as if waking up from a dream, and looked over hesitantly.

Beautiful but not feminine, cool and not indifferent.

It's nothing else, just an appreciation of beauty.

Jian Shuning didn't know that he was being photographed, and when he was looking at him, he noticed another footstep, and his eyes froze slightly.

He subconsciously followed the source of the sound,

With an easel under his arm, Song Liyan appeared behind the strange man with a cold expression.

The author says:

Good night;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 1 in Sushi Weijin;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 5 bottles of jellyfish with hippie smiles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!