My little puppy is sick

Chapter 33 My Dear Blue Friend 13
Walking to a certain staircase, Song Heng interrupted the male classmate.

"Wait."

He walked over, looked at the sundries piled inside through the iron net, turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone, and took a picture inside.

Then he came back and asked Wang Wenle, "How long has this pile been here?"

Wang Wenle, the volunteer from the district, shook his head, "I'm not from this building, so I don't know, but it seems like it's been a long time."

Song Heng nodded, turned to another direction, looked at Qi Yan, and said in a gentle voice, "Record, the debris on the first floor at the entrance of the A-2 stairs must be cleared."

Qi Yan clicked on the phone, typing in the memo.

The three of them walked around Building A and the area where they were located, and then returned to the office of the neighborhood committee. When all the people who inspected other areas arrived, they could start the next project.

Song Heng stood outside, leaning against the wall, Qi Yan put her hands on her back, her winter skirt swayed, and somehow someone swayed to Song Heng's side.

She put her hand on the wall and looked sideways at Song Heng. The uniform he was wearing was very similar to the military uniform, and the color was olive green.

"Isn't it cold?" Qi Yan saw that Song Heng was wearing very little, a regular coat, and there was probably only a thin undershirt inside.

She reached out her hand to touch Song Heng's clothes, but Song Heng avoided him. He took a step to the side and said, "It's not cold."

Qi Yan groaned, rubbed her fingertips together, put them back, and lowered her head to turn on the phone.

The hallway was silent for a while.

Song Heng's gaze could not help but drift to Qi Yan, he tilted his head slightly, and looked down at the little girl standing beside him.

She looked very warm in the clothes she wore today. She was wearing an off-white wool sweater coat, and a white lace headband was pinned to her hair. Her ears were exposed, a little red.

He turned away and walked into the office.

Qi Yan caught a glimpse of Song Heng leaving from the corner of her eye, and raised her hand to cover her stomach.

She felt a little pain in her stomach, but it wasn't like the kind of stomachache, but it was a bit like her aunt's pain.

She calculated the date, and her menstrual period was estimated to be in these days, and she prayed that she would not come today.

After all, a reasonable person like my aunt should be considerate of her stomachache on the first day.

As footsteps approached, she lowered her head and saw a pair of military shoes.

Looking up, he met Song Heng's eyes, and saw that he was holding a glass of water in his hand. Song Heng was a little shy, and lowered his voice: "Here you are."

"Thank you."

Qi Yan took the water glass, the temperature of the water was on the high side, taking a sip, it warmed her stomach and relieved the pain in her stomach.

At this moment, He Zhao and the chairman of the neighborhood committee are explaining the upcoming exercise to the residents of the community. The community belongs to the high-rise buildings in the city built a few years ago. Every household is equipped with a communicator, so their speeches in the office will be transmitted through the microphone. to every household.

After they finished explaining the precautions, about 5 minutes later, the fire alarm sounded, and the residents went downstairs to the designated place to avoid danger.

At this point there are no volunteers to do anything, they stand by while the firefighters observe what needs to be improved.

It took about an hour to go back and forth twice, and the fire drill was over. The volunteer in charge of the record sent the record content to the person in charge, and the volunteer was over.

The firefighters shook hands with the person in charge of the activity, ended the firefighting activity, and the firefighters were ready to leave.

(End of this chapter)