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How did you become like this? "

"Hehe, hehehe~~" Su Jin took out his phone and glanced at the time, raised his head and smiled ironically, "I haven't changed, I've always been like this, so when I left you, it was you who couldn't see It's just clear. Lin Qi, you've always been stupid."

Lin Qi froze, she looked at Su Jin who was mocking her in astonishment.

Su Jin didn't say much to her, she had already made it clear, she put away her phone, turned around and left, leaving Lin Xi standing alone in the cold wind.

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Although Lin Qi left angrily, this episode of her appearance still upset Su Jin.

Shen Qiuhe returned home after the show, and soon realized that Su Jin's mood was not right.

After Shen Qiuhe washed her hands, she returned to the living room. The girl did not follow her to wash her hands as usual, standing beside her and talking with her, but now she was standing in the living room in a daze.

"What's wrong?" Shen Qiuhe asked softly, putting his arms around the girl's waist, "My little cat, why do you feel that you are so preoccupied?"

Su Jin sighed lightly, and immediately put on a smile again. She wrapped her arms around the woman's neck, kissed her lips a few times, and said with a smile, "It's nothing, are you hungry? I'll make it easy for you." Let's get something to eat."

After finishing speaking, she broke away from Shen Qiuhe's embrace and walked towards the kitchen.

Shen Qiuhe leaned against the kitchen door, watching Su Jin bake a piece of bread, cut it into pieces, and walked out with a plate.

"I'll heat you another cup of milk." Su Jin put the plate in Shen Qiuhe's hands, then turned and walked back.

Su Jin sat on the sofa and accompanied Shen Qiuhe to eat all the bread and drink the milk. During the whole process, Shen Qiuhe was basically talking about tonight's program, and Su Jin hardly spoke.

Seeing that Shen Qiuhe was full, Su Jin took the initiative to pick up the plates and cups and went to the kitchen to clean them up.

When she returned to the living room, Shen Qiuhe was still in the posture she had left just now, sitting on the sofa and looking up at her.

"Xiao Jin, do you have something on your mind today?"

Just as Su Jin was about to shake his head, he heard Shen Qiuhe continue.

"You can't lie to me, you have everything written on your face."

Thinking about it, she couldn't hide it, Su Jin walked over slowly, she stood beside Shen Qiuhe, looking down at the woman's face.

Shen Qiuhe has just finished the show tonight, although his eyes are a little tired, but the face with half-removed makeup still makes Shen Qiuhe's eyebrows and jaw lines more delicate and beautiful.

Su Jin touched Shen Qiuhe's head with his hands, grabbed her shoulders, and pushed her onto the sofa. When Shen Qiuhe fell back on the sofa, the girl straddled her with her legs and buried her head on the woman's shoulders .

"Actually, it's nothing. It's just that a colleague may have misunderstood me. Some things are not very pleasant, which makes me a little unhappy, but I will deal with it."

Hearing that it was about getting along with people at work, Shen Qiuhe immediately became worried: "Are you all right? Do you need me to help you?"

"No~use~~" Su Jin drew the end, hugged the woman, and gently arched her.

"Shen Qiuhe, you have taught me so much. I don't talk about children. Parents don't need to solve problems whenever they encounter problems. I can do it myself. I have to face these things by myself and learn to deal with them. , otherwise you will block everything for me, and I will never grow up."

Hearing the girl's remarks, Shen Qiuhe laughed happily: "Xiao Jin, you can never grow up with me, really."

The person on her body arched again, and the girl pressed Shen Qiuhe's ear, and pinched the woman's waist dishonestly: "I think, after being with you for so long, I'm actually...a bit older."

Shen Qiuhe, who had the soft flesh on his waist pinched, retracted his stomach itchyly, and his cheeks also turned crimson.

"Little Jin...you...what are you talking about..."

Seeing Shen Qiuhe's shy look, Su Jin actually smiled jokingly, squeezed the hand pinched on the woman's waist, and continued to tease the red blood dripping earlobe with his mouth.

She lay on Shen Qiuhe's shoulder, exhaled, her voice was soft, and the corners of her eyes were full of smiles: "Shen Qiuhe, I said... let you try...have I grown up..."

32. Chapter 32

Leaving from Mu Yunge's villa, Su Jin rejected Mu Yunge's proposal to ask the driver to take her off, but walked out alone on the gravel road in front of No. 5 villa.

She walked slowly on the main road of Guanlan Yashu, the sky by the sea has not yet warmed up, no matter how green the villa area is, the trees at this time are still bare branches.

The artificial lake has been thawed, but the original swans and wild ducks are completely gone, probably hiding in the greenhouse.

Although Mu Yunge entertained him all afternoon and drank several bowls of warm soup with sweet juice, Su Jin's heart was not warm at this time.

Lin Xi's appearance was completely unexpected, and it obviously disrupted her rhythm.

Thinking of Lin Xi being able to find out his work address, Su Jin couldn't help being angry at the loss of his information, but there was nothing he could do.

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Just after the cold winter, the Huaicheng villa is also gray and yellow.

The small courtyards of each family are still hard land. The winter in the north is too long. The ground will be plowed before the Qingming Festival, and the seeds will be planted after the Qingming Festival is warm.

Not many people came out for a walk at this time, Su Jin walked along the wall, stood in front of Shen Qiuhe's parents' house for a long time, until her beating heart slowed down a little, she took a deep breath, walked Go forward and knock on the door.

The one who opened the door was Shen Guojun, with a writing brush in his hand and a flower mirror hanging on the bridge of his nose. He was a little surprised to see the person coming, but he had a very kind smile on his face.

"Eh? It's Xiao Su?"

"Hello, Uncle Shen~"

The girl said hello obediently, and even bowed to Shen Guojun, very polite.

"So polite, why are you here, come in quickly."

The girl stepped into the house and closed the door behind her.

"Ms. Shen asked me to pick up some things. She said that she was in a hurry last time and forgot to take some materials when she left."

"Really? I didn't even notice, Qiu He, how old is he, and he still forgets everything. Do you know where to put it?"

"Mr. Shen said that it might be on the desk in her room, or it might be on the second floor of the bookcase. She asked me to look for it."

"Okay, then go to her house and look for it."

"Okay, thank you Uncle Shen."

"You're helping Qiuhe get things, don't thank me, go quickly."

Su Jin put down his bag and walked towards Shen Qiuhe's room.

Shen Guojun took off the flower mirror with one hand, and followed the girl's back with his eyes, watching her walk into the room.

After a while, the girl came out of the room, took a small stack of papers in her hand, and slightly raised it towards Shen Guojun.

"Uncle Shen, I found it."

"It's really troublesome for you. Next time, I'll talk about Qiuhe, what does he look like when he forgets everything."

The girl smiled sweetly: "Don't talk about her... Teacher Shen is so busy, it's normal to forget something. Uncle, auntie isn't home?"

"Your aunt has been attending the senior college in the street, learning singing and dancing with those old ladies all day long."

"Auntie's life is so rich, it's really enviable."

Shen Guojun raised his head and smiled, then shook his head and said, "Oh, how can I compare with you young people, you are still more energetic."

Su Jin looked at the rice paper that Shen Guojun put on the table, the brush next to it was black in color, and the brush he was holding just now was placed on the pen stand.

"Uncle, you are writing calligraphy, can I read it for a while?" the girl asked with a smile.

"Okay, come, come here."

The calligraphy table is placed near the window in the living room. Although the spring outside has not yet arrived, the sunlight through the floor-to-ceiling windows shines on the calligraphy table, making the place very bright and warm.

Su Jin stood on the side of the table, Shen Guojun smiled at the girl, and wrote stroke by stroke. The girl's eyes fell on the brush, and followed the nib of the brush, flicking and swiping.

"Uncle, your writing is so beautiful and powerful!"

What Shen Guojun wrote was the four characters "Anything you meet". After finishing the last word "An", the girl clapped her hands happily a few times.

Looking at the words, Shen Guojun was naturally very satisfied. He changed a piece of paper and turned to look at the girl.

"Xiao Su, can you write?"

Su Jin shook his head, and replied in a low voice: "I don't know, I have never practiced a brush, and I can't write well with a pen."

"It's okay, why don't uncle teach you?"

"Really? Uncle Shen, do you think I can learn it?"

"Of course, anyone can do it, as long as you put your heart into it and practice a lot, come on, come here."

Su Jin walked over, with a half-believing expression on his face, Shen Guojun handed her the pen in his hand, "Come on, hold the pen."

The girl is holding the pen holder, but she doesn't know how to place her fingers, and she still looks like she is holding a pencil.

Looking at the girl's posture holding the pen, Shen Guojun smiled and shook his head: "No, it's not like this, come on, wrist... like this..."

Shen Guojun grabbed the girl's slender wrist and picked up the girl's fingertips.

"This middle finger, put it here... relax, yes, relax, don't hold it too tightly, come on, gently, put this finger here... very good..."

The man's thick palm grasped the girl's hand, and slowly held the girl's fingers in his palm.

The door slammed shut behind him.

Su Jin cheered up and walked out step by step.

The cold air arrived as expected after noon, as the weather forecast said. The north wind slapped her face, and the girl's face was quickly cut with red marks by the wind.

She leaned on the wall made of stones with her hands, and she stopped outside the courtyard wall of some house.After only a short distance of more than 100 meters, her legs gave way and she fell to her knees on the ground.

The girl panted hard, and the cold air was sucked into her lungs. She covered her chest, unable to bear it any longer, and vomited on the floor with a bang.

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