Buddhist small green plum

Chapter 28 His Hands Are Shaking

I can't help but Song Shize has a nice mouth, and his nice words don't cost money, which makes Zhao Yan smile.

After Song Shize had left for a long time, Zhao Yan was still telling Qingran, "Your classmate is really good, you can really speak."

"However, I saw that his complexion was ruddy and his legs and feet were agile. Why was he hospitalized?" Zhao Yan was a little puzzled.

Qingran's expression was almost tense. In the final analysis, why Song Shize was hospitalized, why don't you have to ask your son?

Against her conscience, she said: "I don't know, maybe it's a hidden disease."

Saying that, I really feel sorry for Song Shize.

Zhao Yan's expression cracked for a moment, and she muttered to herself: "I really can't see it, it's a pity."

Zhao Yan was lying on the bed of the escort and making a facial mask. When the mobile phone rang a video call invitation, she glanced at it and pushed the phone to Qingran.

"Ranran help me pick it up."

Qingran took the phone, and when she saw the word 'Anzi', she was in a daze for a moment.

During this period of time, because of the continuous plot, she extremely rejected Xie Ying'an in her heart, and her attitude towards him was much colder.

In fact, think about it, what did Xie Yingan do wrong again?He didn't ignore her like in the book, and he didn't stand by when Huang Qianyu targeted her. Even Song Shize, who was unfriendly to her, was sent to the hospital by him...

Kiyoran swiped his finger to answer.

The opposite screen showed the young boy's exquisite side face. He lowered his head and did not look at the screen. His fine bangs covered his delicate eyebrows. bright light.

Hearing the voice from here, Xie Yingan raised his head, and the word "Mom" came to an abrupt end on his lips.

Qingran smiled at the screen, switched the rear camera to face Zhao Yan, and explained: "Auntie is putting on a mask, so it's inconvenient to talk."

Zhao Yan waved her arm at the phone, then closed her eyes lazily.

"Well," the boy said with an unusually clear voice, "The camera cuts back, I don't want to see the mask."

Zhao Yan snorted coldly: "You brat."

Then he muttered something again, the voice was too low, Qingran didn't hear it.

The camera on Xie Ying'an's side shifted slightly, and Qingran saw him still working on the desk.

The desk lamp on the desk illuminates the physics test paper he made, and the answer area is densely filled with words, which shows that he has put in a lot of effort.

Qingran was taken aback, the halo she thought she had as the protagonist on Xie Ying'an turned out to be behind the hard work she couldn't see.

Qingran turned back to the camera and asked him, "Still doing homework."

"Yeah." Xie Ying'an responded in a low voice, he put down the pen in his hand, the screen of the phone spun, and changed his death perspective to stare at his face.

After all, it's the male lead, and the perspective of death didn't diminish his appearance. On the contrary, the offset camera captured his delicate collarbone, and the red mole on the chain bone was also clearly visible.

Ruan Ruan once said that moles on a man's collarbone represent a docile personality, kindness to others, and peace is the most important thing in everything.

At that time, Ruan Ruan said this because the collar of the summer school uniform was big, and Xie Ying'an's beauty missed Ruan Ruan. Ruan Ruan secretly looked at Xie Ying'an, not letting go of every inch of his skin exposed outside the clothes. He called her sexy, and even said that it was worth it in his life to get up and kiss her.

It's quite a bit like peony flowers dying, and being a ghost is also romantic.

But Xie Ying'an's personality is particularly indifferent, and he has nothing to do with meekness.

"I made an extra copy of the notes in the past few days, so you don't have to worry about copying them." Xie Ying'an took out Qingran's notebook and shook it in front of the screen, pulling back Qingran's wandering thoughts.

"Oh," Qingran regained consciousness, and stopped looking at his neckline: "Thank you."

Xie Ying'an looked down at her, "Is it better?"

"much better."

Xie Ying'an twitched the corners of his mouth, and the tough facial features were so soft at this moment that it was unbelievable, "The temperament is quite strong."

Qingran laughed and didn't explain much.

Only she knew that in the book, Li Qingran had to bid farewell to the bone-eroding pain in order to regain a new life.

And her angina pectoris should be caused by magnetic resonance in the same place.

"Where's your cell phone?" Xie Ying'an asked her.

Qingran glanced at the mobile phone placed beside the bed, "It's out of battery."

"I'll bring you a charger tomorrow."

"it is good."

"go to bed early."

Qingran wanted to give Zhao Yan the phone, but Zhao Yan went to the bathroom to wash her face, and she was not in the room at the moment.

"Auntie is going to wash her face, can you wait?"

"No." Xie Ying'an was walking with her mobile phone in her hand, "I wasn't looking for her in the first place."

As soon as the video call was hung up, Zhao Yan came out of the bathroom.

"Have you finished chatting with Anzi?" She sat on the accompanying bed with a smile on her face and looked at Qingran.

Qingran felt a little embarrassed by her gaze, "Auntie, Xie Ying'an said he will call you tomorrow morning..."

"Farewell,"

Zhao Yan took the phone from Qingran, with a bitter expression on her face: "Ranran, you don't know how early that kid gets up every morning."

"Is it early?"

Although Xie Ying'an had never been late or left early, he still walked to school almost every day. Qing Ran always thought that Xie Ying'an, like Li Qingmo, liked to stay in bed.

"Hey, he was trained by his grandfather. He gets up on time at 05:30 every morning for a run, rain or shine." Zhao Yan felt heartbroken when she said that.

Qingran smiled: "Exercising is a good thing."

Anyway, she didn't have that perseverance.

Zhao Yan left the hospital at eight o'clock in the morning, and Aunt Liu came over instead.

Aunt Liu carried two large thermos bottles and brought breakfast to Qingran. It is a common problem for old people of her age to feel that the food outside is unhygienic.

Song Shize swayed over like a dog, following the smell, his eyes fell on the thermos first, Qingran swore she saw Song Shize's eyes light up, and then turned to her.

He accused: "Li Qingran, you actually eat alone."

Fuck, I finally know how to write the word wronged.

Qingran gave him a white look and continued to eat.

Aunt Liu looked at Qingran and asked hesitantly, "Who is this young man?"

Song Shize started his professional coaxing smile again, "Hello, auntie, I'm Li Qingran's...well, patient."

The young man was very polite, Aunt Liu nodded and smiled.

"Auntie, did you cook this meal? I can smell the tangy aroma from far away." Song Shize stared straight at the food, without turning around, and went straight to the main purpose of coming here.

Aunt Liu laughed even more happily when she heard this. Chinese aunts all have one thing in common, the joy after being recognized for their cooking skills.

"Young man hasn't eaten yet?"

Aunt Liu had already picked up an empty bowl when she asked this question.

Song Shize rubbed his stomach and showed an embarrassed smile: "Yes, the food outside is not good, and the food at home hasn't been delivered yet, so I guess I forgot..."

The more the boy spoke, the lower his voice became, and finally he pretended to be bitter and lowered his head.

This contrived appearance made Qingran instantly feel that the rice in the bowl did not want to smell good.

Heh, if the members of the Song family dare to forget him, Eldest Young Master Song, the Song family will not be turned upside down by him?

There was no meeting, Song Shize relied on his loss (selling) and falling (miserable) to sit opposite Qingran with a white porcelain ladle.

Song Shize eats a lot at this age, and Aunt Liu brought a lot of food, and almost all of them ended up in his stomach.

When Aunt Liu left with the empty thermos, Qingran gave Song Shize an eviction order.

"Eat and drink enough and still leave?"

"Tsk!" Song Shize looked at her with a toothpick in his mouth, "Li Qingran, you have changed."

Qingran looked at him expressionlessly.

"That's right," Song Shize clapped his hands, "The real Li Qingran should treat me like this."

Qingran walked over and opened the window, and the sunlight outside the window shone straight in, reflecting her fair skin even more white as snow.

Song Shize looked at her in a daze for a moment, and then heard her say: "Song Shize, do you have any abuse symptoms?"

Song Shize didn't care about Qingran's words at all, he shook his leg carelessly, "Li Qingran, you are still a dog, how can you be better than me?"

Song Shize's affection for the opposite sex came and went quickly. During this period of getting along, he had long since lost any indifference to Qingran, and completely regarded her as a friend.

Qingran was noncommittal, she had a gentle temper, but that didn't mean she was good.

Song Shize spat out the toothpick, leaned halfway in the chair, and lazily said: "I said, Xie Ying'an is really worthless, you fainted that day, that guy was so frightened that the hand holding you was trembling, Hahaha~"

Qing Ran's heart trembled suddenly, and she looked at Song Shize suddenly: "What are you talking about?"

(End of this chapter)