Another red light, Yu Lanchuan couldn't help but glance at her, took off his coat and threw it on her.

Gan Qing must be awake, pretending not to open his eyes, his eyelashes moving.

Yu Lanchuan quickly looked away, thinking: "...the eyelashes are a little longer than those of passers-by."

I don’t know why there were so many red lights along the way, and the car was stumbling. When I returned to the city, it was already late at night. Yu Lanchuan parked the car at the gate of No. 11, and Gan Qing "awoke" at the right time: "You are looking for a place.

Stop the car, right? I'll get out first."

As she spoke, she took off her coat as if nothing had happened, smoothed it and folded it, and opened the car door.

Yu Lanchuan: "What's wrong with your hand?"

Gan Qing glanced at the bandage on his finger: "Didn't I just say that? I encountered a tough problem. It was not easy to deal with. I cut it when I started."

"No," Yu Lanchuan lowered his eyes and landed on her slightly deformed right hand, "What I'm asking is, what's wrong with your tetsuji?"

Gan Qing paused.

Yu Lanchuan coughed dryly to cover up: "I'm not prying into other people's business. My stepfather was a doctor before he resigned. He can help you ask about the possibility of recovery. In fact, if you are treated in time when you are injured..."

Gan Qing said: "I don't know, I have never been treated."

Yu Lanchuan was stunned.

Gan Qing shrugged: "I picked it myself, what should I treat?"

Yu Lanchuan: "You yourself...what?"

"Hey, what's that look in your eyes?" Gan Qing smiled at him, "Don't worry, I'm not crazy, I'm not anti-social, and I don't have any tendency to self-mutilate. Mr. Xiao Yu is a homeschooler, so he doesn't understand the rules, right? Nezha still cuts flesh.

Eviscerating the mother's bones and returning her father's body means severing both parents. When I betrayed my master and broke with my original master, of course I had to leave something behind - to give back to him the more than ten years of hard work on my right hand."

Yu Lanchuan looked at her dumbfounded.

"Yes, the world is dangerous." Gan Qing said, opening the door and getting out of the car, "The heretics are evil and ruthless, and they can do anything - I'll go up first, thank you for the ride, and get some rest early."

She stretched out and walked into the small building in the cold morning of Yan Ningnian. Even Zhang Meizhen, who went out every day, had gone home and slept. Gan Qing washed herself clean and went back to the room.

Check your luggage.

She doesn't have much luggage, just a few clothes and some daily necessities. When she gets up tomorrow, she will ask for leave from Boss Meng and thoroughly clean the room she has lived in. She will take down the curtains and sheets and wash them, and then she can say goodbye to Ms. Meizhen.

No trouble at all.

Gan Qing put the puppy given to her by her former roommate "Miss Owl" on the window sill, tore off the note from Owl Roommate, and planned to leave this to Zhang Meizhen as a souvenir and not take it away.

"What will you base your life on?" Miss Owl asked from the distance.

What a good question. Gan Qing balled up the note and threw it into the trash can, but - people are not flowers and trees, so why should they "establish themselves"?

Living like a duckweed floating in the waves is still alive, there is nothing wrong with it.

Yu Lanchuan's sudden and awkward approach did not disrupt her plan. Gan Qing rested her head on the bed with her hands on her head, reminiscing about this special journey, and swallowed it like an unexpected cookie.

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Chapter completed!