The performance continued, and the audience's eyes fell on Nancy, who was trotting. A small number of people raised their mobile phones to record the performance.
Nancy's heart was pounding with anticipation and fear.
The auditorium was dark, so she didn't pay attention to her steps and stumbled. Fortunately, the people next to her helped her and kept her from falling.
Standing in Jiang Yao's class area, looking for the person she wanted to see for a long time, she asked softly: "Have you seen Jiang Yao?"
The student who was asked shook his head: "I don't know, maybe I went to the toilet."
The person next to me: "He was called away by Senior Sister Shen."
"Thanks."
Nancy gritted her teeth, barely maintaining the sweet smile on her face, and her fingers that clenched her skirt turned white.
Leaving everyone's sight, her eyes were filled with a trace of hatred.
Sadness and unwillingness filled my heart.
She no longer wanted to live in Shen Qinghe's shadow.
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Inside the city hospital, there was an endless stream of people coming and going in a hurry.
Shen Qinghe could not sit still, pacing at the door of the ward, looking at the elevator on the other side of the corridor from time to time.
Half an hour ago, Uncle Jiang invited her to dinner and wanted to know how Jiang Yao was doing. Before the food was even served, Uncle Jiang suddenly fainted.
I thought about Uncle Jiang saying that he and Jiang Yao hadn't been in contact for a long time, and they quarreled when they met, so I didn't know whether I should call Jiang Yao.
After struggling for a moment, I called him and tricked him into coming to the hospital.
Before Jiang Yao could wait, the people in the ward slowly woke up.
Shen Qinghe went in to help him up and stuffed a pillow behind his back: "Uncle Jiang, are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?"
Jiang Minghai shook his head, with a comforting smile on his pale face: "I'm fine, my daughter is caring, that brat Jiang Yao is fooling around somewhere."
"Their welcome party for freshmen will be late." Shen Qinghe poured a glass of water for Uncle Jiang and explained patiently.
Jiang Minghai knew about his brat: "He wishes I would leave early, so he can still come see me?"
"Shen Qinghe."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened. Jiang Yao was sweating profusely and panting.
When she heard someone calling her, she turned around reflexively and looked at the door.
Jiang Yao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her sitting safely.
When his eyes fell on the person lying on the bed, Jiang Yao stopped walking towards the ward.
My throat is tight, words of concern are stuck in my mouth, and I can't say them out.
When he was hesitating about whether to stay or go, Shen Qinghe spoke with a wink and gave him a step up: "Jiang Yao, come here and sit down."
Jiang Yao took a chair and sat down by the window. He took out his cell phone from his pocket and scrolled through it absently, keeping an eye on the hospital bed with his peripheral vision.
Sensing his gaze, Shen Qinghe thought: "Uncle Jiang, how long have you been like this?"
"It didn't take long, the old habit returned." Jiang Minghai carefully looked at Jiang Yao by the window out of the corner of his eye.
He lost weight.
"Qinghe, is the school meal delicious? It feels like you have lost weight." Jiang Minghai pointed out.
Shen Qinghe, who said this morning that he had gained two kilograms more than before, raised a fake smile: "The food is quite delicious, and you have eaten a lot of Jiang delicacies, right?"
"Yeah. If you eat better than someone else, at least you don't treat drinking as food." Jiang Yao didn't even raise his head.
Shen Qinghe really wanted to punch him twice, but his words of concern were met with ridicule by him.
Even if he is cremated, he will still have his mouth open.
Jiang Minghai ignored it: "How are you at school recently? Are you still getting used to it?"
Shen Qinghe continued to fake a smile.
She has been in college for three years, can she still get used to it?
"He's adapted well. Jiang Yao is also pretty good, and he even became the squad leader."
Jiang Yao looked calm and had no desire to talk.
"We, Qinghe, must be so beautiful that many people are chasing us."
Jiang Yao, who had been keeping his eyes half-closed, raised his eyelids and looked at her lazily.
Shen Qinghe felt a chill inexplicably and answered modestly: "It's okay, okay."
"Is there anything you like?"
"No."
Jiang Yao resumed his lazy sitting posture, and the smile on his lips could hardly be hidden.
"It's okay, I'll introduce young talents to you." Jiang Minghai patted her hand, picked up the phone and was about to recommend it to her.
Jiang Yao's smile faded, his brows couldn't help but frown, and he unconsciously raised his voice: "Take care of yourself first."
He stood up and walked to Shen Qinghe, grabbed her wrist, pulled her up, and said in a cold voice: "We need access control."
Shen Qinghe looked at the time and saw that it was still early.
"Waiting for uncle to introduce first..."
Before he finished speaking, Shen Qinghe felt his sharp gaze and could only follow him passively.
Staring at their backs, Jiang Minghai felt a little happy.
This brat still cares about him! Let him take care of himself!
Shen Qinghe, who had disappeared, poked his head out again: "Goodbye, uncle, let's continue chatting tomorrow."
A pair of hands covered her mouth.
Shen Qinghe frowned and looked at the instigator, struggling for a long time without escaping from his grasp.
When the elevator came up, he let go.
Shen Qinghe stepped into the elevator, and when he saw that he hadn't come in yet, he reminded him: "Come in."
"You go down first, I'm going to the toilet."
The elevator door closed little by little.
Shen Qinghe was about to say that there was a toilet on the first floor, but the elevator door was completely closed.
Jiang Yao looked at the jumping numbers and turned to the service desk to ask Jiang Minghai's attending doctor.
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Shen Qinghe got a little bored waiting, squatted down, picked out a small stone from the grass at his feet, and scratched it randomly on the cement floor a few times.
I don't know how long it took, but a pair of black and red basketball shoes appeared in front of me. I looked up.
Jiang Yao blocked the wind with his hands and lit the cigarette.
His expression was hidden behind wisps of smoke.
The expression on his face was unclear, and Shen Qinghe felt vaguely that he seemed unhappy.
My stomach growled twice.
Jiang Yao chuckled, clearly and teasingly: "I'll take you to dinner."
Shen Qinghe lowered his head without saying a word, hiding the cunning in his eyes. When he wasn't paying attention, he stretched out a foot and stepped on his precious sneakers.
After squatting for too long without moving, my feet were numb and I didn't dare to move. Whenever I moved, I felt extremely uncomfortable, so I could only maintain this position.
She didn't dare to look at Jiang Yao anymore, and muttered: "My feet are numb, I can't hold on any longer."
"It's your own fault."
Angry and funny.
As Jiang Yao spoke, he stretched his arms under her armpits and lifted her up. Her foot was still on his shoe.
Bending down, he easily lifted the person on his shoulders, avoiding the smoke that still had sparks in his mouth.
Many people looked sideways.
Shen Qinghe felt embarrassed and buried his head: "Put me down."
"Are you still skinny?"
"No more skin."
"Call brother and let you down."
"You won't scream even if you die."
Jiang Yao let out a "tsk" sound and did not embarrass her. He placed her safely on the ground.
The two of them didn't go too far, fearing that they would miss the entrance gate, so they returned to the area near the school and ordered kebabs at the surrounding snack streets.
While Jiang Yao was on the phone, Shen Qinghe took a few bottles of beer and put them on the table.
Jiang Yao responded to Lu Jinbai's question perfunctorily, always paying attention to Shen Qinghe's movements.
When he saw her opening a bottle of beer and was about to drink it, he walked behind her and took the wine from her hand.
He turned around and took a bottle of Coke, picked up the edge of his clothes, and the Coke opened on his abdominal muscles.