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Qi Zhao then stroked his soft hair with his head, picked up the strawberry hair rope that Guan Mengmeng left before, and tied Qi Zhaoran a little. Qi Zhaoran finished the bowl of oatmeal in front of him expressionlessly, shaking the back of his head to let out more A short braid like a rabbit's tail went to wash the dishes.

"I'll go back by myself."

Seeing Qi Zhaoran's restless look, Guan Lu knew that he was still worried about Qi Ruojie, so he said in a timely manner: "Let's go to the hospital or school first? I'll see you off."

"Go to the hospital first."

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Qi Ruojie was used to being freed since he was a child, and he didn't like to be watched over by others. After waking up, he stayed in the hospital for less than two days and then shouted to go home. Fortunately, he was willing to listen to what Qi Zhaoran had to say, so he stopped him.

But his temper comes and goes quickly, last night he was yelling at Qi Zhaoran for not coming home at night, now seeing Qi Zhaoran coming with a stewed chicken leg, he still rushed forward, with a stewed chicken leg in one hand and a cup of soy milk in the other, while eating Side Tucao:

"Ward rounds, ward rounds, what's there to check? It's a hospital, not a prison. I keep a straight face every day, as if someone owes him money. As soon as I come in, I'll 'come, take a blood', and take a urine test. ’, with such a bad attitude, I’ll complain to him tomorrow!” Qi Ruojie was eating happily, and opened the door without seeing the attending doctor.

Fortunately, the doctor is a man who has seen big storms, and he is not surprised by this kind of patients, so he took out a disposable sealed bag and threw it to him: "Take a urine test."

"Pfft!" Qi Ruojie was drinking soy milk when the doctor startled him and sprayed him all over, leaving white liquid hanging on his glasses.

Qi Zhaoran stood up suddenly, feeling too embarrassed, and added: "I have class in the morning, so I'm leaving first."

Qi Zhaoran was two periods late for class this morning, but he didn't think too much about it right now, he just wanted to quickly escape from the embarrassing scene created by Qi Ruojie.When I went out, I found that I didn't even take my schoolbag, and I forgot it at Guan Lu's house. Not only was I a little annoyed, but I didn't know what to do. If I didn't take it, I didn't take it.

Qi Zhaoran lingered at the school gate for a while, then turned over from the top of the side wall, and his hand was cut by glass shards, Qi Zhaoran casually shook his bloody left hand, dripping blood all the way up upstairs.

Daddy Li was in class when Qi Zhaoran suddenly opened the door and came in from the back door. He ran up with disheveled hair, panting roughly, raised his eyelids and walked to his seat regardless of the whole class looking at him. This one originally wanted to remind Qi Zhaoran to show the majesty of his head teacher, but seeing Qi Zhaoran's face was indifferent, he ignored him at all, and he didn't dare to say anything, coughed twice and continued to talk about his "Planting Trees". The Biography of Guo Lutuo".

Qi Zhaoran was so confused by the blood that he didn't think it hurt or that he was bleeding, so he asked the girl at the back table to borrow a piece of paper, but the girl at the back table graciously handed him a bunch of alcohol pads and band-aids, and even teased him :

"Your new hairstyle?"

Qi Zhaoran just remembered that the back of his head was tied up with a strawberry hair rope by Guan Luxuxu. Seeing that girl wanted to take off the hair rope to have a look, he turned sideways to avoid the girl's hand:

"do not move."

"Okay, okay, it's cute." The girl hid her face with a book and snickered.

Qi Zhaoran messed with it casually, as long as it didn't bleed, Zhao Ming looked dumbfounded: "You were chopped off?"

"No, the glass was inserted and I pulled it out."

"Fuck, ruthless. Go to the infirmary after class, this won't work."

Qi Zhaoran let out an "oh", obviously not worried about it: "Lend me to read your Chinese books, I didn't bring my schoolbag."

Zhao Ming has long been used to Qi Zhaoran being forgetful, and he helped him carry the schoolbag that time on the court, so he didn't say anything, and simply pushed the book towards Qi Zhaoran: "Okay, then help me take notes. "

Qi Zhaoran thought to himself, you don't want to read it after you do it, but he stopped talking, and perfunctorily helped him translate a few words that the teacher had pointed out in the book.

Qi Zhaoran didn't bother to move after class, and while Zhao Ming was sleeping, he simply stuffed his injured hand into his sleeve so that no one could see.

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Qi Zhaoran got out of school at night, and when the last self-study class was a few minutes away, he was ready to go out, and the students in the class were not surprised.When I just left the school gate, I was stopped by the girl at the back table:

"Qi Zhaoran! Wait, why did you leave early!" The girl Qi Zhaoran couldn't remember her name, but she vaguely remembered that she was the class representative who received English homework every time, and she didn't remember her name when she didn't do homework occasionally. .

"What's wrong?" Qi Zhaoran turned his head, and saw the girl at the back table took out a paper of her own from her schoolbag:

"It's for you. The English teacher came in to hand out the papers just after you left. She told me to correct my mistakes tonight and do random checks tomorrow. I'm afraid that if you don't take the papers, you will be quarreled if she wins tomorrow. Here."

Qi Zhaoran said thank you and took the paper, the girl at the back desk grabbed Qi Zhaoran's hand and looked at it very naturally: "I knew you didn't go to the infirmary!"

The girl took a roll of gauze from her schoolbag that she brought along from the infirmary when she went downstairs, rolled it carefully, and tied a bow delicately.

Qi Zhaoran has never felt much about girls' contact, and he can bear it until now purely because the girl handed him a large box of alcohol swabs and band-aids in the morning.

When Guan Lu came home from work today, he found that Qi Zhaoran didn't have his schoolbag and was about to send him to school, when he saw Qi Zhaoran flirting with a little girl with ponytails at the school gate.He didn't get out of the car either, as if he had expected such a day long ago, he felt uncomfortable for sure, and he didn't get out of the car to stop it.

Guan Lv is too realistic, it's not that he hasn't thought about the future of himself and Qi Zhaoran, but every time he thinks about it, there is no result. He is willing to stay with Qi Zhaoran after he gets married, but he is not reconciled to him being with other people. Knowing what kind of life Qi Zhaoran gets is the best, and he also knows what he should do.

In the distance from the windshield in front of the car, the girl at the back table was still saying goodbye to Qi Zhaoran: "I see you like this hairstyle quite a bit, I'll give you some hair ties tomorrow!"

Qi Zhaoran didn't look back, he waved his hand to signal no need.

As if seeing a familiar car, Qi Zhaoran looked it up and down to make sure it was Guan Lu, then pulled the co-pilot away and sat on it:

"I was about to call you when you came."

"I forgot my schoolbag." Guan Lv leaned over to help Qi Zhaoran fasten his seat belt, meaning that he wanted to carry him.

"Ah."

"What happened to the hand?"

"The glass was stuck when I climbed over the wall." Qi Zhaoran shrank his freshly wrapped hands into the wide sleeves of his school uniform.

Guan Lu was not in a hurry to drive, and first removed the bow tie from Qi Zhaoran's hand.

"What's wrong?" Qi Zhaoran asked him, but he didn't withdraw his hand.

"Who made it? It's too ugly." Guan Lu opened his eyes and said nonsense, and took out the medicine box from the car. Guan Lu remembered that old lady He Ning stuffed such things into his car.

Qi Zhaoran looked down at Guan Lu carefully wrapping the gauze a few times, not daring to use too much force, and the drooping bow tied at the end was not so pretty.

"Take me to the barber shop, I'll have my hair cut." Qi Zhaoran flicked the little braid on the back of his head.

"Don't cut it, it's cute." Guan Lv turned the steering wheel back, ready to have dinner with him, Qi Zhaoran saw that he was going to change lanes and stopped him:

"Farewell, goodbye, Qi Ruojie is waiting in the hospital."

Guan Lv hesitated to speak, and spoke halfway through the car: "I'm leaving next week."

"Ah?" Qi Zhaoran seemed to be frightened, and was stunned for a moment: "Where are you going?"

"It's just a business trip." Guan Lu tapped the steering wheel with his index finger: "It's been a long time, maybe three months, and it's the Chinese New Year when I come back."

"Oh." Qi Zhaoran didn't know what he was thinking, and unconsciously twirled the gauze that Guan Lv had just wrapped for him.

Guan Lv knew that recently Qi Zhaoran ran between school and the hospital, and stayed up late at night to study, so he definitely couldn't handle it. Go back to the company.

"Shall I see you off?" Qi Zhaoran asked him before getting out of the car.

"No need," Guan Lu raised the glass window, and said just before the window closed, "See you later."

"See you later." Qi Zhaoran continued to lower his head and twist the gauze on his left hand, only to find that the inferior bow that Guan Lu had tied for him had already been untied.

It turned out that the wound where the glass penetrated deeply was also painful.

19

Qi Ruojie was released from the hospital in the middle and late November, and the weather had turned cold, so Qi Zhaoran specially brought a down jacket for Qi Ruojie to put on.

He still doesn't know how to reconcile the soy milk incident between Qi Ruojie and his attending doctor. The doctor actually came out to send Qi Ruojie off without changing his face. It seems that the two people have a good relationship.

Qi Zhaoran didn't intend to take care of Qi Ruojie's affairs, and asked him in the taxi what he wanted to do after leaving the hospital.

"I'll just go on to my vocational high school and learn how to repair cars."

Qi Ruojie turned on a red light when he returned from the vocational high school. For some unknown reason, he was able to fail and try again and again, and he would not drop out of school no matter what.

"Whatever it is, I have to learn a craft, I can't let you support me for the rest of my life."

Qi Zhaoran nodded somewhat relieved but not surprised: "If you can stay in class without sleeping, and if you don't skip class and fight, you will definitely be able to graduate next year."

When Qi Zhaoran came back from late self-study get out of class, he saw Qi Ruojie was eating melon seeds in the bedroom with his legs crossed while watching a brainless variety show on the computer. He and Qi Ruojie had slept in the same room before, separated by a curtain, Qi Zhaoran The sleeping folding bed is as neat as the sleeping plank bed.Qi Ruojie temporarily put away the curtains and the folding bed when he was hospitalized in the previous paragraph, but now they spread them out again, making the room appear cramped.

"Brother, when can I go back to school? I'm too busy at home." Qi Ruojie couldn't laugh at the funny jokes of celebrities in variety shows.