Buddhist small green plum

Chapter 62
Qingran only saw the news that Ji He had added her as a friend on Saturday night.

She just clicked through.

Ji He's voice call came over immediately, Qing Ran hesitated for a moment, but still clicked to answer.

This time, there is no "primary school girl" who is foolishly called, and Ji He's voice is very serious: "Qingran junior girl, is it convenient for you to come out?"

Qingran looked at the time. It was 9:27 in the evening. Father Li was at home during this time. Although he always left early and returned late for work, he would come back before 10:00 pm at most. Qingran wanted to go out at this time. It's a little inconvenient.

She asked, "Senior Ji He, is there something wrong?"

There was a moment of silence over there, and it seemed that it was not good for a girl to go out at this time.

Ji He changed his tone: "Tomorrow. Can we go and see Ji Yanchen tomorrow?"

Qing Ran had a bad premonition in her heart, she clenched the phone with her fingers: "What's wrong with Ji Shen?"

The voice on the other end was a bit heavy, and he said, "Not very well..."

After hanging up the phone, Qingran suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart, that feeling of powerlessness that he knew that the plot would go to a bad place, but he couldn't stop it.

Ji Yanchen dropped out of school on the eve of the college entrance examination, and there is no news about him in many pages in the book. The previous fragments of him are just like this, and no one knows what happened to Ji Yanchen.

Later, when focusing on Ji Yanchen's pen and ink, the author did not explain what happened before.

Did it turn out to be a disease?
The phone rang the video invitation again, Qingran thought it was Ji He, but after a glance, it was Xie Ying'an.

After connecting, Xie Ying'an's face was only staring at the screen. The young man's appearance was worthy of the author's pen and ink. He could bear this perspective of death.

Qingran went to bed early today and was already lying in bed.

Xie Ying'an glanced at her, and moved slightly away from the screen: "Why did you go to bed so early today?"

Through the phone screen, he carefully observed Qingran's face: "Are you feeling unwell?"

Qingran is indeed a little uncomfortable, who doesn't have a few days of discomfort every month?
However, there is no way to communicate with Xie Yingan on this kind of topic.

"No, just a little sleepy," she said.

Xie Ying'an chuckled over there: "Have a good rest."

Only then did Qingran see that he was still holding a pen in his hand.

Xie Ying'an didn't come to class this week, whenever she saw his vacant seat, Qing Ran still secretly thought, high school homework is a race against time, Xie Ying'an left so much homework, I don't know if she can surpass him this time.

Now it seems that it is just a dream, not to mention that Xie Ying'an is the author's own son, with his hard work, will he fall behind in studying?

Qingran cheered up and asked him, "Why are you still doing your homework?"

You have already asked for leave from the college bully, give others a way out! ! !

Xie Yingan shifted the camera and captured a picture of a thick stack of test papers, his voice came from over there: "Didn't you bring these test papers back for me?"

Yes, Qingran was indeed entrusted by the class teacher Lao Wu to help him bring back the test papers to be done this week. When I sent them to him after school this afternoon, Xie Ying'an hadn't come home yet.

Zhao Yan said that he was very secretive during this time, and he didn't know why he left early and returned late every day. She felt that her son would soon be an adult, and she didn't rarely care about him.

Qingran put the test papers at his home and came back, but she never expected that Xie Ying'an would actually do these test papers?

What are you kidding?When he was in class, he would skip as many questions as he could in the test papers. Once Qingran asked him, he even explained casually.

"It's all to deal with the teacher. There are so many test papers. Anyway, the teacher won't read each question one by one."

At that time, the three views of Qingran, a good student, were shattered. Are all top students so self-willed?
Xie Ying'an turned the camera back, turned the pen in his hand, and asked casually, "You were busy just now, talking to Ruan Ruan?"

Qingran's face froze, she didn't know how to tell Xie Ying'an that she was talking to Senior Ji He just now.

"No, just another classmate."

Qing Ran hesitated to say anything, Xie Ying'an's face darkened, and he had already keenly noticed something strange.

Xie Ying'an changed the subject, and asked about the purpose of looking for Qingran tonight: "Is there somewhere to go tomorrow?"

Qingran: "..."

How should I tell you that I'm going to visit Jishen tomorrow?

Xie Ying'an: "If not, let's do homework together tomorrow."

Before Qingran could answer, he hung up the phone, which seemed to mean that he would never give you another chance to "steal the dog".

The next morning, Xie Ying'an came over.

Arriving early, Father Li had just had breakfast and hadn't had time to go out yet.

Father Li has always liked Xie Ying'an very much, seeing Xie Ying'an coming, his class was not in a hurry to go to class, he just sat in the living room and talked to Xie Ying'an for half an hour before leaving.

During the period, I did not forget to ask Aunt Liu to wake Li Qingmo up.

Before Li Qingmo could come down, Dad Li went to work.

After another ten minutes or so, Li Qingmo walked downstairs in his pajamas with hair like a chicken coop, and when he saw Xie Yingan sitting in the living room of his home, he immediately became more energetic: "Damn! Xie Yingan, do you have any?" Sick, you got up so early to come to my house on a good weekend?"

With Dad Li not around, Xie Ying'an was unrestrained, and lay lazily on the sofa and glanced at Li Qingmo: "It's not like I'm here to look for you."

"Cut!" Li Qingmo didn't believe it, "You didn't come to me, so why are you still looking for Li Qingran?"

Xie Ying'an didn't bother to talk to him, sat on the sofa playing with her mobile phone, and asked by the way: "Is my sister still awake?"

Li Qingmo rolled his eyes almost to the sky: "Young sister and sister are called so dear, I told you earlier, that is not your sister!"

What Li Qingmo was most proud of in his life was that he had one more obedient and obedient sister than Xie Ying'an.

Xie Ying'an nodded as if nothing.

"Well, it's your sister."

"You haven't gotten up yet," Li Qingmo dragged his slippers and walked upstairs, "You can play here first, I'll wash my face and brush my teeth."

Qingran got up earlier than Li Qingmo. She sat in the room, looked at the news and pictures sent by Ji He, and didn't react for a long time.

Ji He said: Junior Qingran, I'm sorry, Ji Yanchen went abroad for treatment, and he left yesterday afternoon, and I only found out now.

And the picture that Ji He sent was the picture of Ji Yanchen lying on the hospital bed.

In the picture, Jishen was lying pale on the hospital bed in the past, living only on glucose.

He is silent in his own world and doesn't let anyone in.

Qingran was not worried, but suddenly relieved.

She knew that Ji Shen would treat him well this time, and he would come back after three years.

The plot that should go, really repeated the same mistakes.

Li Qingmo knocked on the door, accompanied by his loud voice: "Li Qingran! Li Qingran is up!"

Qingran put down her phone and walked over to open the door.

It's rare for Li Qingmo to wake up so early on weekends.

(End of this chapter)