Don't suffer Lao Tzu

"Brother Qing..." Tang Shiyi lowered his voice.

"It's okay." Shen Qing gently shook her head, stroking the cabinet door with her hands.

"sorry...."

"There's no need to talk about this between us." Shen Qing's hand slowly slid down from the door and silently hung by her side.

"Hmm." Tang Shiyi suddenly felt sorry for Shen Qing.

"Let's go." Shen Qing picked up Jiang Tao's pants.

"Let's go." Tang Shishi lost all thoughts when he first entered the door, only deep doubts.

The two stopped the car and sat in the back seat. Shen Qing secretly put her hand on the back of Tang Shiyi's hand. Hands, the two of them quietly held hands with their fingers interlaced.

Shen Qing kept telling herself that she was already safe...

Tang Shiyi exerted a little force on his hand from time to time, tightened it tightly, and then let it go.

Shen Qing also responded with a little force, and both of them looked out the window, communicating silently with the movements of their hands.

When it was time to pay the money at the place, the driver gave the two of them a very strange look. Tang Shiyi saw it and stared back domineeringly.

"What's wrong with the driver?" Shen Qing hadn't noticed yet, and he had been trying to focus on Tang Shiyi all the way.

"It's okay." Although Tang Shiyi's mouth was very majestic, the look in his eyes really didn't make him feel comfortable.

The two of them looked into the shop, Jiang Tao was standing righteously at the main entrance, wearing a white coat, which covered his thighs, but the bottom was bare, and the hair on his legs was very clear.

"Brother Tao." Tang Shishi said.

Jiang Tao has been ridiculed by the Weimeng since he put down the phone, and has been waiting at the door, but it is hoped that he has come to apply, and then he saw Tang Shixi, "Hello."

"Put it on." Shen Qing handed over the pants.

"ojbk!" Jiang Tao took his pants and ran into the lounge.

Tang Shiyi and Shen Qing looked at each other.

"Send you back,"

"En." Tang Shiyi did not refuse, but felt that the atmosphere was very awkward. He knew that Shen Qing had something to hide from him. Uncomfortable, not angry, but distressed, distressed for Shen Qing but there is nothing to do.

"Where's Eleven?" Jiang Tao came out after changing his pants, and saw Shen Qing sitting on the sofa quietly reading a book, with no expression on his face.

"Send him back." Shen Qing said lightly.

Jiang Tao felt that something was wrong, so he turned around and entered the room with an oh.

Shen Qing put down the book in her hand, took out her mobile phone and made a call, listening to the notification tone after sound, her heart became more and more heavy.

The phone was connected, and the unique hoarseness of the smoke came, and it sounded a little tired.

"Hey, Xiaoqing, what's the matter?" the man asked worriedly.

"How is my mother?" Shen Qing stood up, picked up the cigarettes on the table, and went out with her voice suppressed.

"Not good." The man said it directly, without any concealment, "Shen Qing, go and see her, it will help her recover."

"Okay, go tomorrow." Shen Qing lit one and held it in her mouth, the color in her eyes gradually faded.

"If you don't call the police, I'll take you there," the man said.

"No, hang up Uncle Miao first."

The man hummed and hung up the phone.

Shen Qing squatted on the side of the road, her eyes had no focus, and she just looked at wherever she landed, and landed on the opposite trash can impartially, and the chain reaction reminded Tang Shiyi.

At this moment, Xiao She was groaning and groaning against the crack of the door, anxious to come out, Shen Qing put out the cigarette and opened the door to let Xiao She out.

"Woof! Wang!" Xiao She pounced on Shen Qing, Shen Qing showed no signs of disgust, and stroked Xiao She's head, "Hey, play by yourself, my brother's heart is very messed up."

Xiao She seemed to understand, walked around beside Shen Qing a few times, and lay quietly on her stomach.

Shen Qing touched Xiao She's back a few times, put her arms around her knees and fell into deep thought...

Early the next morning, Shen Qing saw the news that all the smuggling gangs that tortured and killed animals had been arrested on the bus. After thinking for a while, she took out her mobile phone and sent Tang Shiyi a message. After a few seconds, Tang Shishi replied one piece

-- watch the morning news

--Looking at it, happy!

Shen Qing looked at the phone and smiled, and called again

--was up very early.

--I was dragged up by my mother to practice yoga, saying that I could grow taller. (bad smile)

-- Are your legs better?

Tang Shiyi was slumped on the sofa rubbing his legs at the moment. Tang's mother and Tang's father were eating breakfast and watching the morning news, and hurriedly replied:

--It's much better. What are you doing?

What are you doing, that's what I miss you.

"Stop staring at your phone and have fun, eat quickly, and stop exercising after school, lie down on the table every day!" Tang Ma said mockingly, wiping a piece of bread.

"Not hungry." Tang Shiyi's whole body seemed to be falling apart, staring at the phone. Tang's mother gave Tang's father a look, and Tang's father bowed his head and smiled while drinking the vegetable porridge.

--I have something to do at school.

--That you're busy

Looking at the four words sent out, Tang Shiyi always felt that they were dry, as if he didn't try his best to express his tone and love, so he typed a few more words

--I love you, okay!

Tang's mother looked at Tang Shiyi with a silly smile on her face, and lightly touched Tang's father's leg under the table, and Tang's father finally raised his head to look at Tang's mother.

"Yes, situation, situation!" Tang's mother mouthed, Tang's father shook his head helplessly, smiled and continued to eat.

"Hey!" Tang Ma suddenly shouted.

Tang Shiyi twitched in his hand, and the phone was instantly glued to his forehead.

"Why?" Tang Shiyi covered his forehead, as if he had knocked on the scab on his eyebrows by the way, it hurt...

"You are in the third year of high school." Tang Ma said.

Tang Shiyi had a black question mark face, "Senior year, what's wrong?"

Tang's father quietly glanced at Tang's mother, and continued to eat.

"High school senior year!"

"Yes, it's the third year of high school, what's the matter! You don't know how many years your son has been studying?" Tang Shiyi was impatient.

"Don't delay the little girl, you and I don't care, take the test wherever you like." After finishing speaking, Tang Ma stuffed a mouthful of broccoli into her mouth.