Love rivals always love to make up my mind, I like him

Hua Yingjing grabbed the tissue, raised her teary eyes and looked at him puzzled.

Qi Yueluo stared blankly at a point ahead, as if thinking about something.

After a long time, he said softly: "Yingjing, please don't tell me that you just didn't think about it before, and now you realize that you like me, otherwise my previous liking for you will be wasted. "

There are fallen leaves swirling gently and slowly falling to the feet. The leaves are incomplete, and the color can be dark or light, with a yellow and mottled side, and a green and clean side.

Qi Yueluo picked it up, tore off the clean color, and held it up in front of Hua Yingjing, shaking it, "The bad part is cut off, and the rest is still pretty, and new leaves will grow in the next year. "

"But if you let the bad ones grow, eventually the whole leaf is gone."

The words were cryptic, but Hua Yingjing understood.

"A Luo, I'm sorry..."

Her tears fell more and more violently, and finally the whole tissue was wet.

Qi Yueluo did not try every means to make her happy and comfort her like before, but kept a proper distance, and sent her home when she finished crying.

This trip took nearly half an hour, and when Qi Yueluo returned home, Shi Xingchen was still busy in the kitchen.

The sound of sizzling oil bursting mixed with the aroma of eggs filled the air, and the hot pot next to it was still boiling thick soup.

The back of the young man wearing an apron in front of the kitchen counter was straight and straight, and his superior height ratio already gave off the taste of an adult man.

Qi Yueluo was like a kitten who only smelled it, rubbing his hands in his pockets, stretched his neck and rested his chin on Shi Xingchen's left shoulder, and asked him, "Is the egg ready?"

Shi Xingchen picked up a small piece with his chopsticks, and handed it over when it cooled down.

Qi Yueluo opened her mouth, and seriously commented after eating, "It feels a bit sour, did you put too much vinegar?"

Shi Xingchen switched to using chopsticks, and knocked back on his forehead, "I didn't put vinegar, it's because you have a sour taste in your mouth."

Qi Yueluo wasn't unhappy when he was knocked down, and leaned towards him with a smile and kissed him on the cheek, "Yes, yes, I'm sour on myself."

He chased after him and asked, "Did you put that pack of tissues in my pocket?"

Shi Xingshen acquiesced, put the fried eggs on the plate, and put the noodles into the boiled thick soup.

In the rising mist of soup, he asked, "Have you explained everything clearly?"

Qi Yueluo rubbed his shoulder blades and nodded, "Make it clear, she won't be so stupid in the future."

Shi Xingchen didn't speak again, and concentrated on cooking the noodles with his head down.

The words went around twice on the phone, but Qi Yueluo finally shook his clothes and said in a low voice, "Don't be angry with me, I just think it's good to have some things done."

"I believe that Yingjing will understand in the future that not all things can go back to the past when you feel regretful. I am also learning from you. You care about her self-esteem so much. I have to be worthy of you in terms of ideological awareness. .”

Hearing the flattering meaning in Qi Yueluo's words, Shi Xingchen's lips twitched, he put the noodles into the thick soup, and urged, "Go and wash your hands."

"Oh." Qi Yueluo washed her hands obediently, and then helped bring the bowl to the dining table.

After having a full breakfast, Shi Xingchen went to the medicine cabinet and found some ointment for mosquito bites.

Qi Yueluo took off her shirt and lay down on the quilt, turned her head to look a little suspiciously, "Can this be cured?"

"It's all bitten out, it should work."

While talking, Shi Xingchen applied the ointment all the way down the back of his neck.

The ointment is cool and refreshing, and it doesn't hurt when you apply it, but it's a little itchy.

Qi Yueluo lay on her stomach with her arms folded, her cheeks pressed to one side, and reminded him: "Smear more on the neck, I want to see Ms. Song Yan quickly."

Following his words, Shi Xingchen applied an extra layer of ointment on the two teeth marks on the back of his neck, and flicked the soft ear tip lightly when he was done, "Okay, sit up."

Qi Yueluo obediently supported the quilt and sat up, then sat cross-legged on the bed.

As soon as he raised his neck, Shi Xingchen pinched his cheek with a clean hand to signal him, "Open your mouth and let me see."

Although Qi Yueluo was puzzled, she opened her mouth obediently, "Ah..."

The corners of Shi Xingchen's lips were bent, and he looked down at his two rows of bright white teeth, then scratched his chin like a cat, "So you have dog teeth on both sides, no wonder .”

Qi Yue fell into a black question mark face, "You mean Huya, right?"

His upper teeth did have two rather pointy ones, but they were set a little farther inward, so they couldn't be seen without smiling.

"One meaning," Shi Xingchen squeezed his little milk fat, with a serious face, "I'll go out later and buy you a molar stick to smooth them."

Qi Yueluo was about to ask why, when she lowered her eyes, she saw the marks on Shi Xingchen's left collarbone that he gnawed out, the kind that really gnawed the skin.

Pale and rosy, red enough to bleed.

Feeling a little guilty, Qi Yueluo agreed to the unreasonable request of buying a teething stick almost at [-]:[-].

But after thinking about it, thinking about Shi Xingchen's bad move that he wanted him to play last night, he felt that this bite was not too much.

"Buy it, buy it and grind it yourself."

Qi Yueluo put on the T-shirt, and with one long leg, she stepped on the carpet and stood up.

His skin was very fair, his ankles were thin and delicate, and he looked translucent when he stepped on the light and shadow, as if he had been illuminated. Shi Xingchen took a look and pulled him back.

"Put on your socks, or you won't catch a cold."

Qi Yueluo hummed a few times in a fake manner, but in the end she obediently went to the drawer to dig out the socks and put them on.

Today's task is mainly to write the review paper and correct the wrong questions. Shi Xingshen adjusted the timer, then pulled up a chair and sat beside him, reading a book while urging Qi Yueluo to write the paper.

After a period of review, Qi Yueluo's chemistry and physics have improved a lot.

The basic question types are no longer difficult for him, but Shi Xingshen still asks him to repeatedly sort out the knowledge points and do the simplest analysis of typical examples.

The process was very boring, but Qi Yueluo didn't lose his temper at all, and he wrote very seriously every time.

At first, Shi Xingchen thought it was because the power of striving to become stronger was too strong, so strong that no decent bastard could develop the ability to endure hardships and stand hard work for his studies.

It wasn't until later that he accidentally saw Qi Yueluo getting tired of writing inscriptions, so he pushed the exercise book and squatted by the corner of the wall.

He didn't do anything, just chanted to the wall, and when the chanting was over, he sat down again and continued to write vigorously.

Shi Xingchen found it funny and distressed, so he started to do homework with him, and when he got tired of writing, let him play games for a while, or chat with him.

When Lazy Cat gets serious, his back will be straight and his forehead will droop slightly.

When he can’t write well, he will habitually support his chin with one hand, lightly tap his little finger once and for all, his mouth is tightly pursed, and his brows are slightly furrowed, looking cute and soft Almost.

Sometimes when Shi Xingchen looks at it, he will think of the kind of parents who like to make their children cry, and then resonate with them from the bottom of their hearts.

Qi Yueluo finally figured out how to draw the auxiliary line. Just as he straightened the ruler, Shi Xingchen suddenly turned his head and kissed him on the base of the ear.

"Shall we go out to play this afternoon?"

Qi Yueluo immediately became vigilant, "No need, I want to study."

Shi Xingchen was amused by his stern appearance, and asked him, twisting his ear: "Isn't it boring to keep studying?"

"A little bit," Qi Yueluo pursed her lips, feeling a little annoyed, "But I'm afraid that the next semester's courses will be more difficult, and I won't understand them. Didn't you say that? Stupid birds fly first."

Although he has improved a lot compared to before, compared with Shi Xingshen, he is still far behind. If he doesn't work harder, it will be a problem for him to be admitted to the same university, let alone the same city.

Shi Xing sank to speak, looked at the anxiety rising slightly in his eyes, thought for a while, and said, "Should I go see Aunt Song in the afternoon? By the way, bring some desserts for Uncle Qi."

There will be a psychological burden when going out to play, but it will be gone when you go to the hospital to see Song Yun.

Qi Yueluo nodded, and continued writing the questions even harder.

After lunch, the two were ready to leave for the hospital.

Because the marks on the neck were still a little obvious, before going out, Qi Yueluo specially put on a black sweater with a high collar.

Shi Xingchen helped him smooth his neckline, and when the car arrived at the gate, he took him out with the dessert he had made.

In the ward,

Just after Qi Zhengru wiped Song Min's arm, Qi Yueluo came in, followed by Shi Xingchen who was carrying something.

"Old Qi," Qi Yueluo purposely asked in a low voice for fear of disturbing Song Yun, "How is Ms. Song Yun today?"

"It's not bad," Qi Zhengru turned over the report to him, "The fractured area has recovered very well, and it will be fine to take care of it."

"That's good."

Qi Yueluo said as if offering a treasure, and passed the things in Shi Xingchen's hand, "Old Qi, try the ginger milk I made, and I put double the ginger juice for you."

Qi Zhengru smiled, and seeing that Shi Xingchen seemed to have something to say to him, he patted Qi Yueluo on the head and said, "Go and call Nurse Zhang for me, your mother should be checked."

"OK."

Qi Yueluo gestured, and then went out.

Seeing his cheerful running back, Qi Zhengru was very pleased, "Ah Luo has behaved a lot recently, Xing Chen, he didn't cause you any trouble, did he?"

"No."

Shi Xingshen followed his gaze and looked over, "A Luo is very sensible, and sometimes even makes me feel that he is too sensible."

Hearing the worried emotion in the other party's words, Qi Zhengru turned his head back, "What's wrong?"

Shi Xingshen simply mentioned Qi Yueluo's slightly tense emotional performance in his studies. Compared with his worries, Qi Zhengru found it very novel.

"Can this kid really sit and write questions for hours without being lazy or making noise?"

"Well," Shi Xingchen thought for a while, "except for drinking water and going to the toilet, he can write for five or six hours straight."

Qi Zhengru sincerely admired, "It's amazing."

"........."

Noticing the flickering blankness on Shi Xingshen's face, Qi Zhengru immediately pretended to cough twice, and quickly returned to his usual seriousness, "In this case, there is actually no need to worry too much."

"Children, their minds are always unstable. They are quiet for a while and playful for a while, and they will be fine after a while."

Shi Xingshen let out a "huh", but the emotion conveyed by his eyes was clearly disapproving of this kind of education method that allows children to adjust themselves.

Qi Zhengru was inexplicably guilty of being looked at by him, and always felt that he was accused of raising children incompetently.

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