The feeling of danger just passed by, Shen Chi's courage was big again, and asked, "Can't you sleep together?"

Yan Xue Xiao's expression is calm: "No."

He pulled the corner of the person in front of him, his eyes were clean and clear, and he didn't realize the lethality brought by this move. He didn't find that the ears of the young man who had always been indifferent were red.

After turning off the lights, the room was dark, and the two slept on the same bed. Yan Xuexue's voice sounded in his ear.

Shen Chi thought for a while and answered: "Big houses, the bedroom has floor -to -ceiling windows, curtains should be completely shaped, and there must be a separate game room."

"Remember."

Yan Xue Xiao's tone is particularly serious.

The air film was silent, and he said, "I sleep well, and never kick the quilt at night."

After a while, Yan Xue Xiao quietly stared at the sleeping teenager to kick the quilt aside, and looked for a quilt on himself. He was still a child who had not grown up. He closed his eyes.

In his sleeping dream, Shen Chi was on the heat source. He heard a sentence, and he continued to lie down until he was completely hugged.

When Shen Chi woke up, he was empty. He smelled the smell of shredded pork and walked to the kitchen in a loose pajamas.

The original deserted kitchen was surrounded by fireworks.

I don't know why, he gave birth to a thought for the first time.

Yan Xuexue brought the sauce meat cakes on the table. He sat in front of the table and ate sauce meat cakes.

He finished eating a lot of sauce meat cakes, and asked subconsciously: "Do you have to go to class today?"

Yan Xuexian talked gentle and gentle, but he was stricter than Teacher Wang. Most of them still had to take class.

The holiday of Thanksgiving is not long. Yan Xuexian returned to the country for him. He drooked his head, and he lay down with a few flying red hair above his head.

When he went out, he heard that Yan Xuexian couldn't hear emotionally reminding: "Don't sleep with people in the future."

"Men can't."

It seems that Yan Xuexian did not sleep well last night. He realized that his sleeping appearance was not as good as he thought, and he nodded ashamed.

In a villa in Yancheng, Mrs. Shen sat on the dining table: "The doctor said that your grandmother's condition was worse, and the sober time was getting shorter and shorter.

"I'll go too." Ji Shu said.

Mrs. Shen glanced at him: "What you have to do now is preparing for the college entrance examination, you don’t need to worry about other things."

Ji Shu didn't dare to talk, bowed his head to eat.

"The wrist is slowly recovering." Professor Ding looked at the film on the computer. "But this month can not be cleaned to protect the wrist, avoid stimulating stimulating the wrist, and the rest for half a year to one year is the best. thing."

In the hospital department, Shen Chi looked up and made a calm question: "Can you play games in the future?"

"Others dare not guarantee, I can guarantee it." Professor Ding replied, "As long as you persist in treatment, playing games will not affect, but you need to return to the clinic regularly."

As if the stones in his heart landed, the teenager finally relaxed because of his nervousness, and he couldn't help but adjust his right hand with his right hand.

When he walked out of the department, he walked towards the door of the hospital, and suddenly Yan Xuexiao asked, "Do you want to see your grandma?"

The boy's body was froze. During the time when he knew that he was hugged to be sent back to Biancheng, only his grandmother guarded him, but later, the grandma didn't want him anymore. He lowered his eyes and didn't speak, and eventually he sounded lightly.

He followed Yan Xuexian into a ward, and wanted to ask why he didn't want to be himself. When he walked into the ward, he saw a thin old man lying on the bed. It was completely different from the old lady in memory. He stopped at the door of the ward. It's.

"Little is late." Mrs. Shen's voice was so dumb, and saw him tremblingly and asked, "My little late is here to see me."

"They didn't lie to me, and did not send my Xiao Chi away." The old lady obviously was no longer awake, and her pupils were turbid. "Obviously I opened the door for you yesterday, and you all the body are wet. I have to boil you ginger soup. It is not difficult to drink sugar. "

Shen Chi surpassed his head to the bed: "It's a long time ago."

"Already ... have it been a long time?" The old lady became hesitant. She carefully looked at the teenager and glanced at the right hand's wrist care, "How did Xiao Chi's hand hurt?"

He didn't want grandma to worry about, sitting beside the bed, his furry head stunned in his old lady: "No injury."

"The face is thinner." The old lady looked at his eyes and showed her distress: "Xiao Chi must have suffered a lot."

"No."

Youth low -channel.

Yan Xuexue's eyes stopped quietly on the teenager. Perhaps he noticed his sight. The old lady looked at him: "Xiao Chi, who is he?"

Shen Chi did not hesitate to answer: "My brother."

"Xiao Chi has no brother." The old lady shook her head, "I'm not old -fashioned, obviously the wife of the grandson.

"It's not Sun's daughter -in -law." When the teenager's face was standing, he blushed, and said, "My brother is a man."

The old lady ignored his words, and said to Yan Xuexian: "Like the puppy cubs, Xiao Chi thought that he couldn't live, and became a trick to eat it. Sweet, you have to have an oven to make a cake at home. "

"He has a bad temper, likes fighting with people, and watching him a little." The old lady said, "He ignores you, not really angry, just want you to coax him, and be very happy to touch his head. He is young and you let him be younger. "

The old lady ordered one by one. In the end, she worked hard to open the safe and took out a grandmother green ring from the cabinet.

Yan Xuexian didn't pick it up: "It's too valuable."

The old lady looks red, and her voice chokes: "Knowing that you are not short of things, you can rest assured that if you accept it, no one hurts when I leave."

Guanshan, who was standing outside the ward, suddenly felt that the old lady was not really not sober. I was afraid that Yan Xuexue was recognized, knowing that she was not living for a long time, and wanted to entrust the loved grandson to those who could rely on.

Yan Xuexue gathered her eyes and took the ring silently.

Seeing that Yan Xuexue took the ring, the old lady relisted with a relaxed breath, and reluctantly touched the teenager's head: "Okay, leave you anymore."

The teenager stood up silently.

When Mrs. Shen walked into the hospital, she saw the young man who did not enter the crowd accompanied by a person, thinking that he had read it wrong, and squeezed his doubts to Mrs. Shen's ward.

The old lady was not living for a long time, and she was filled with the atmosphere of the deeds, realizing her arrival, lying on the bed and opening her eyes: "Good to Xiao Chi, the child is not easy to live, it is also good for you."

Mrs. Shen does not think that a child who has been abandoned in Biancheng will bring her. Mrs. Shen showed disappointment on her face. She closed her eyes and didn't say a word.

When he left from the hospital, Shen Chiyin's forbearance's eyes were unspeakable, and he said with a nasal sound: "My grandma didn't want me."

There was a snowy snow under Yancheng. Yan Xuexue supported the long -handle black umbrella, wrapped his head to wrap his scarf, and opened his mouth carefully: "She is just sick."

They walked in the snow in the snow, and the hair was covered with snow. It should have felt cold, but I didn't feel cold around Yan Xuexian. I even hoped that time could be too slower, just a little slower.

But what he didn't find was that the direction of the youth's umbrella was tilted towards himself. If he looked from the snow, it was a crooked black umbrella.

When I arrived at the airport, the boy said goodbye to Yan Xuexue. Because of his mood, he seemed to be extraordinarily hard: "If you don't send you in, I will go to the train station."

His words fell, as if he was afraid of being stopped. He turned around and walked out of the airport without waiting for Yan Xuexian to reply. It was not the last time he met. There was nothing to be reluctant.

But just took a few steps, the young man with red hair hugged Yan Xuexu's waist again, and left the young man without letting the young man leave.
Chapter completed!