After being on trending searches, I became the cinnabar mole all over the internet

But there is indeed something different about people like her.

"You can contact me if you have any questions about your condition." Qin Jiazhe relaxed slightly, out of guilt, "Do you know my WeChat account?"

She probably knew.

After all, the landlady kept giving orders.

"No, Dr. Qin, I will check you regularly." Cheng Xuran said, she was a little resistant to eye problems and didn't want to talk so much.

Qin Jiazhe was surprised for a second, but didn't care: "Okay, please pay attention to your safety."

Patients or nurses walked by in twos and threes in the corridor.

"Cheng Xuran." A lazy and melodious voice came from afar. He held a box of paints in his hand and looked at her indifferently, "Come here."

Song Yanqing couldn't stay in the ward. According to him, he just didn't die. He liked to go out to bask in the sun and often dragged Cheng Xuran with him.

Cheng Xuran couldn't see clearly. She didn't really want to go out, but she wanted to accompany him.

In fact, Cheng Xuran didn't know either.

Song Yanqing usually doesn't have so much leisure time. He doesn't like to move even if he can type code.

The doctor said she needed more sun exposure for her recovery.

"My friend called me." Cheng Xuran said.

Qin Jiazhe: "Yeah."

She walked over and said, "Song Yanqing, what did you buy?"

"pigment."

"Why buy paint? What are you going to paint?"

Qin Jiazhe withdrew his gaze.

Song Yanqing, it turned out to be him.

This was the second time Qin Jiazhe heard this name from Cheng Xuran.

friend?

Forget it, what does it have to do with him.

Song Yanqing led Cheng Xuran out, which was on the lawn downstairs of the hospital. At this time, the trees were almost withered, and there was still a bit of spring breath in the corner. It would wait until next year, and the cycle would start again.

"Can you see the kite in the sky?" He squinted his eyes and raised his head. The Adam's apple line was clearly stretched, his jaw was sharp, and his hair was black.

Cheng Xuran shook his head and said sincerely: "You are easier to recognize."

"I can't let it go to the sky either."

Song Yanqing frowned, took apart the paint, and fiddled with the brush, "This kite in the sky is a bit ugly, so I reluctantly painted it for you."

"it is good."

It's not just nonsense, he can draw, and he has been taught by a teacher at home. In the past, he and the art committee designed the blackboard newspapers for the first science class in high school, and the style and tone of the pictures were very exciting.

him.

It has the most rational responsibility and the most artistic romance.

The color on Song Yanqing was dark, and Cheng Xuran could see clearly that the two people were very close to each other. He smelled of disinfectant and wild growth, a sense of freedom and informality.

The sun was making people dizzy, and the clouds were like melted ice cream. Cheng Xuran leaned into his ear and asked softly if he wasn't scared at that time, why he rushed in directly.

Song Yanqing was painting with a brush and was concentrating on it. There was a mark of paint on his face and the bridge of his nose was straight.

"There is no reason for many things. Since I did it, it makes sense."

"You can also understand it as——"

"I'm really, really worried about you."

He used two words.

Cheng Xuran was stunned for a long time: "Thank you."

In the past Mu Xia, it would get dark earlier and earlier. When it got dark, it would become Cheng Xuran's nightmare. She would have to hold Song Yanqing's clothes back.

This situation is really worrying. What should I do if I live alone after being discharged from the hospital?

Xu Zhi asked Cheng Xuran to let her live there, but after all, there was Wen Cenjiang, a young couple who lived together and got married soon. What happened if Cheng Xuran lived there? Is it appropriate?

She followed him stumblingly.

"beware of the steps."

"Thank you."