Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

Yan Xiaye smiled, finally feeling a little better.

Throughout the lunch, there was a maid standing beside Qin Yiren serving vegetables and soup, while Li Yuntang personally took care of Xia Ye.

Qin Yiren was drinking soup from a small porcelain white bowl, peeping at the intimate interaction between Yan Xiaye and Li Yuntang from time to time, showing an ambiguous auntie smile on her face.

As Yan Xiaye's friend, she has always been concerned about how well he is doing, and this situation is undoubtedly the happiest for her.

After the lunch was over happily, Qin Yiren took the initiative to say goodbye: "I really want to stay and play with Xiao Yunduo, but I still have to go to school. It's too late and I'm afraid it's inconvenient."

"Then..." Yan Xiaye said without thinking, "I'll accompany you."

"No, you need to rest well in your current situation. The first three months are a very dangerous period." Qin Yiren shook his head, "You send me the address of the school, and I will take a taxi there."

Having said that, she moved closer to Yan Xiaye and whispered to her ear: "If I think of anything, I will tell you as soon as possible, don't worry."

Yan Xiaye's heart softened, "Thank you, Yi Ren."

"Don't tell me thank you, I should do everything." Qin Yiren looked at her with flickering eyes, and said in a low voice: "If it wasn't because I lost the memory of the past, you would have been reunited with the baby a long time ago. .”

Yan Xiaye reluctantly pulled the corner of her lips. The baby she glimpsed had a great influence on her, and just thinking about it made her heart ache, and she really couldn't pretend to be calm.

And Qin Yiren understood her mood, shook her hand lightly, got up and said goodbye to Li Yuntang.

"Miss Qin, do you really not need to send a driver to take you?"

Li Yuntang was holding Yan Xiaye's favorite honey lemon tea in his hand, and the gentleman said gently, "Or I can call the previous year and ask him to come here to pick you up."

"No, don't bother."

Carrying her Chanel bag, Qin Yiren declined Li Yuntang's arrangement, and left their home with a smile.

After walking for a short distance, she successfully stopped a taxi on the side of the road. Looking at the message from her mobile phone, she showed the address to the driver, "Take me to Medical University, thank you."

The driver nodded, and the taxi drove her away.

The university is not very far from here, about 10 minutes away.

Returning to the school where Huang Qian once attended, Qin Yiren quietly took a deep breath, feeling like a timid feeling of nostalgia.

After a while, the car stopped in front of the university gate.

It was mid-afternoon at the moment, and countless students came and went chatting and laughing happily.

Standing among these students, Qin Yiren's appearance tends to be soft and immature. She looks about the same age as them, but she is a little abrupt because she is pregnant with a baby.

Looking at the address of the phone and the old and new teaching buildings in front of him, Qin Yiren softly called to a passing girl, "Excuse me, which one is the north dormitory building?"

She just googled the school map in the taxi. If the auditorium is the median line, there are three or four buildings to the north, which may have been newly built in recent years.

The girl glanced at her, vaguely feeling that the other person looked familiar, "Oh, it should be the one farthest to the north."

Qin Yiren pushed the slipped sunglasses, thanked her with a smile, turned around and set off towards the destination.

Behind her, the girl blinked in confusion, just in time to see her companion approaching, "Hey, did you see that sister just now? She asked me about the teacher's dormitory building, could it be our new teaching assistant?"

"No way, I heard that the new teaching assistant is a tomboy, how could that sister be so pretty?"

……

Walking in the familiar scenery, Qin Yiren suffered from a severe headache, and his face gradually turned pale.

Because of this, she would rather come alone than to make Chu Xinian feel bad.

However, the campus of the Medical University is wider than she imagined. She has walked for about 10 minutes, but there is still about a third of the distance to the dormitory building.

After buying a bottle of juice from the vending machine, Qin Yiren temporarily sat on a bench by the side of the road to rest, relieving his violent heartbeat.

Perhaps it was her pale face and slightly frowned eyebrows that attracted the attention of others. A man in cotton and linen clothes passed by her, and then stepped back, asking in a gentle voice, "Miss, may I ask where you are?" uncomfortable?"

Qin Yiren held his forehead and looked up.

I saw the man holding a few books in his hands, looking at her handsomely and gracefully, probably a passing student.

"Ah, I'm fine." She smiled embarrassedly, and explained lightly: "I have a headache, it's not a serious problem, thank you."

The man was slightly startled, as if out of professional habits, and said earnestly: "If the headache is severe and lasts for a long time, there may be many potential diseases. I suggest you go to the hospital for a specific examination."

"OK, thanks."

Qin Yiren thanked him again. Seeing that the man still hadn't left, he had no choice but to explain briefly: "Actually, I once lost my memory. The headache is because my memory is gradually recovering. I heard that it's a normal reaction. It's okay. I promise I won't faint."

After finishing speaking, she lowered her head and picked up the unopened juice beside her, raised her hand and handed it to the man, "Thank you for your kindness."

The man didn't take her juice, and looked at her more intently, "You..."

Qin Yiren looked back at him blankly, but just being watched by the other party, some complicated emotions suddenly arose in her heart.

The headache was as severe as a needle prick, she subconsciously bit her lip to endure the pain, the sunglasses in front of her eyes slid down to the tip of her nose, revealing those black and white watery eyes.

If it is said that a person's appearance will change, but the eyes cannot deceive people.

At this moment, Qin Yiren clearly saw the shock in the man's eyes.

Thinking about the recent overwhelming rumors on the Internet, she knew very well that there were many fans of Ji Manman in the university, and she wanted to put on her sunglasses in a panic.

Worried about whether the man had seen her photos on the Internet, Qin Yiren pursed her lips in discomfort, silently left the juice on the bench, got up and wanted to leave.

Although the other party is a man, she probably won't be as fragrant as those underage fans, but it's better for her not to be an eyesore in front of them.

However, just as Qin Yiren took half a step, the man involuntarily put his hand on her shoulder.

She was startled, looked back in a panic, and peeped at the man's complicated expression through the black lens, her heartbeat was faster than expected, almost painful.

Qin Yiren didn't intend to explain the public opinion on the Internet, so he forced a smile: "No matter how much you like Ji Manman, can you please let me go?"

With her fluttering words, it seemed that some kind of magical magic had been broken.

The man was startled suddenly, as if he hadn't expected that he would touch her so impulsively, he hastily withdrew his hand, with a complicated expression on Qingjun's face, "Sorry...you look a lot like my girlfriend."

Qin Yiren was slightly stunned. She didn't expect that the man didn't mention Ji Manman at all, but instead gave her an unexpected reason.

At this moment, several female students passed by beside the two.

One of the little girls saw the man from a distance, and ran over with blushing cheeks, "Professor Bo, about tomorrow's class..."

Professor Bo?
Qin Yiren's slender eyelashes trembled, and she could see the unconcealed admiration in the girl's eyes, and other questions were just excuses to get close to the man.

Speaking of which, did she have a similar experience when she was Huang Qian?

Suddenly dazed, Qin Yiren heard that Professor Bo answered the girl's question in a gentle manner, and his gestures were very measured, without any sign of overstepping.

The girl complied obediently, and ran back to her little friend excitedly.

Watching this scene silently, Qin Yiren could not help but raise the corners of his lips, and his eyes fell on Professor Bo.

Probably the man's gentle and calm demeanor was very deceptive. She thought he was a student, but she was already a professor at a university.

However, from the beginning to the end, except for the time when he faced the girl, the man's eyes seemed to be on her all the time.

Suddenly bumping into the deep eyes of the man, Qin Yiren's heart trembled, and his headache became more severe, as if some important memory was about to come out.

Panting unbearably, her eyes darkened, and she swayed involuntarily.

"Xiao Qian!"

The man in front of him called out another name nervously, and quickly supported her, as if he didn't realize his gaffe and panic at all.

From this distance, she could clearly smell the faint fragrance of the man's body, not some high-end perfume, like the mixture of sunlight and laundry detergent.

The smell made her dizzy, and the headache made her want to scream.

The originally accumulated strength disappeared, not only failed to break away from the man's embrace, but completely passed out.

The moment her consciousness disappeared, she still heard the man calling another name, "Xiaoqian!"

What Xiaoqian...

It's not the theater of A Chinese Ghost Story.

Qin Yiren closed his eyes, complaining silently in his heart, and his consciousness fell into deep darkness.

I don't know how long it took.

Qin Yiren's slender eyelashes trembled, and she opened her eyes to look at the strange ceiling above her head.

The surrounding area is white, and the smell of disinfectant floats in the air. Did the professor send her to the hospital?
Thinking of thanking her, Qin Yiren stretched his arms and wanted to get up, but the man next to her immediately noticed her actions, and thoughtfully stuffed a pillow behind her.

"Miss, this is the infirmary of the University of Medical Sciences. Are you feeling better? Do you need an ambulance?"

Unexpectedly, the man was by her side, Qin Yiren was very embarrassed, looked sideways at the man sitting next to the hospital bed, and said apologetically, "Sorry, I never fainted because of a headache... I have caused you trouble."

"It's okay, it's just a little effort."

The man smiled slightly, looked at her with a gentle expression, and introduced himself, "I'm Bao Jingxing. I'm in charge of anatomy courses in this university. Nice to meet you."