I heard you want to flirt with me?

Su Yunche remembered that the incident of dressing up as a woman happened during the summer vacation of the year she graduated from junior high school.

He needed to earn his own registration fee, so Lan Suyin introduced him a job, saying that a new department store was built in the city center, and a large event would be held in a few days to attract people to warm up, so he needed to recruit a lot of temporary service personnel.

As a result, he only found out after he went there that a commercial comic exhibition was held there, and the waiters recruited also needed to cosplay as anime characters.

And at that time, most of them were girls, and he was the only boy. But because the five-day salary was 1000 yuan, even though he was very unhappy, he still did the job.

Because of his height, he was arranged to be a cosplay empress by the staff, but he was a boy after all, so he wore a kimono to obscure his gender, and he was allowed to wear a rabbit mask.

He always thought that no one would know about this matter, but Song Suqing met him and took a photo as a souvenir.

Fortunately, wearing a mask can not see the face, as long as he refuses to admit it, no one will know.

Su Yunche stretched out his hand to rub his temples, looking at the photo in the phone, he really wanted to move his fingers to delete this photo.

But when Song Suqing heard what he said, she quickly grabbed the phone and glared at him, "I saw it with my own eyes. I don't know if it's a man or a woman?"

Song Suqing was obsessed with cosplay during the summer vacation. He still has several sets of C suits at home. When he heard that the department store plaza held a commercial comic exhibition, he went there.

Facing the vast sea of ​​people, he immediately noticed the empress wearing a bright red kimono, with waist-length black long hair. Although she was wearing a cute rabbit mask, he could still see the aloofness in that person's eyes, with an incomparable domineering aura .

"How could such a person be a boy?" Song Suqing muttered to himself.

Su Yunche squinted at him, subconsciously touched his earlobe, and suddenly thought that Song Suqing could recognize him as a girl at that time, and the reason seemed reasonable.

He was only 16 years old at the time, only 1.7 meters tall, averagely developed, and much thinner than he looks now.Wearing a loose kimono, a mask and a wig, the back of the figure looks like a girl, and he also encountered a few smelly uncles at the time.

Xia Li leaned forward and stared at the screen for a while, in order not to make Song Suqing angry, he could only say: "It seems that if you stare at it for a long time, it does look a bit like a girl's back."

Song Suqing smiled slightly at this moment, glanced at Su Yunche with her small eyes, tapped the table with her slender fingers, as if she was waiting for Su Yunche's answer.

Su Yunche sighed and compromised, and gritted his molars: "Well, after looking at it for a long time, I do look a bit like a girl. I wish you two a happy future."

"I will definitely meet you." Song Suqing was elated immediately, the frequency of tapping her fingers became more and more frequent, and the feet under the table were shaking violently.

If Song Suqing was a dog, the tail behind him must be wagging very hard.

Su Yunche: "..." I don't even know what other people look like, and I can't recognize them even when I meet them.

Wen Jiang was not surprised, he just looked at the love letter in his hand and felt sorry for the girl: "Then Mr. Song, don't you really want to read this love letter?"

"Don't look, you can return it where you got it from. I will go to Tsinghua University and Peking University in the future. I can't let love affect me. I want to be beautiful alone." Song Suqing's tail almost broke behind her.

The other two looked at each other and smiled, but they laughed without saying a word. Love makes people blind.

Su Yunche propped his head on his hands, looked at him with great interest, seeing Song Suqing's happy face, he was afraid that he really regarded this photo as a goddess, so he carefully kept it on his phone for so long without telling anyone.

"Song Er..."

Song Suqing softened instantly: "Brother Che, what do you want to say?"

Su Yunche pursed his lips and smiled, stretched out his hand to stroke his hair, forget it, it's a girl, it's a girl, as long as he doesn't tell, Song Suqing won't know.

He raised his eyebrows lightly: "You haven't memorized "Jing Ke Assassins the King of Qin". You will be randomly checked later in class. Those who don't memorize it will be punished to copy it ten times."

Wenjiang Xiali froze for a moment, and the two of them didn't memorize it either, so they turned around and ran back to their seats to memorize it.

But Song Suqing was not in a hurry at all, and the corner of her mouth twitched: "How could so many people in the class get me."

"It's hard to tell other teachers, but Juejue will definitely make you endorse." Su Yunche showed a smirk, and opened the Chinese book and put it on his head.

Song Suqing: "..."

Sure enough, in class in the afternoon, Song Suqing was the first person selected by the Chinese teacher. He lived up to expectations and was fined to copy "Jing Ke Assassinates the King of Qin" ten times.

From the sunset to the night, Song Suqing finally finished all the copying before the end of the evening class. After so much effort, he had already forgotten all about the photos in the afternoon.

"Ah - so tired." Song Suqing slumped on the chair, her soul was about to come out of her body.

Su Yunche checked everything for him, and said sincerely: "Can't you memorize the books for a while, and I will give you ten cents for filling in the blanks silently, and you don't even want it."

"Sorry..." Song Suqing looked up at the white ceiling.

He doesn't like memorizing books the most. Compared with memorizing so many words in Chinese, he prefers mathematics that can be obtained by doing a few questions.

Su Yunche packed all his things, the phone in his pocket vibrated lightly, he took it out and saw that it was a text message from Lan Suyin.

-Xiao Che, I made some hawthorn balls. Are you guys over now? I'll bring them to you.

- get out of class is over, let's go back now.

"Clean up quickly, Aunt Lan is waiting for us in Tongzilou." Su Yunche put his schoolbag on his back, grabbed Song Suqing by the collar and lifted him up.

Song Suqing didn't pack up her things, she just threw the things in her hands, then got up and hooked Su Yunche's shoulders: "Did Aunt Lan give us something again?"

"Well, this time it's hawthorn balls." Su Yunche nodded.

Ever since Lan Suyin knew that he was living with Song Suqing, he always sent some snacks over occasionally. When the car refrigerator at home was opened, it was full of marinated chicken feet, dried sweet potatoes, and most of them were chili sauce.

Song Suqing said, "Hawthorn balls are delicious."

Su Yunche nodded slightly, his favorite snack made by Lan Suyin was hawthorn balls.

The soft, glutinous and sweet glutinous rice is wrapped with hawthorn pulp that has not been completely crushed. The taste is soft and chewy, and a little maltose is added to make it instantly sweet and sour.

Eating this in spring is the most appetizing.

But when they returned to Tongzilou, they found that the person standing downstairs was not Lan Suyin, but Xu Long.

Xu Ting was wearing a blue and white school uniform, holding a basketball in one hand and a plastic box in the other. He was kicking stones in boredom, but when he saw them, he straightened up instantly, and his eyes became blurred.

"Xu Long, are you waiting for someone?" Song Suqing said.

Ever since Xu Long and Su Yunche fell out, Song Suqing seldom called Xu Long Xu God.

Xu Long handed the plastic box in his hand to Su Yunche, but he didn't even look at him, and said indifferently, "Someone gave it to you."

He just came back from playing, but he saw a woman standing here, and when he saw him, he ran up and asked him if she was a student from No. [-] Middle School, if she lived here, and if she knew Su Yunche.

Seeing that his aunt seemed to be in a hurry, he agreed to everything. The aunt gave him the box and left in a hurry.

Su Yunche took it, it was indeed the hawthorn balls sent by Lan Suyin, but why did she leave first suddenly, without telling him, but casually gave it to a stranger she didn't know.

"Did she say why she suddenly left first?" he asked. 0.2.2.3.

"I didn't say anything." Xu Long turned around and left.

Su Yunche was worried that something had happened, so he immediately dialed Lan Suyin's number, but found no one answered.

At this moment, Xu Ting suddenly stopped and asked, "Song Er, will we still participate in the municipal basketball game in May?"

"Participate, but I may retire after participating in this competition." Song Suqing still put her hands on Su Yunche, looking at him and said.

Xu Long had mixed feelings in his heart, he glanced back at him, snorted softly and strode upstairs again.

Song Suqing noticed that the person in her arms was trembling, and quickly asked, "What's the matter, what's the matter with Aunt Lan?"

Su Yunche called again, but still no one answered: "I don't know, and no one answered the phone, just afraid that she might encounter some trouble. You go up first, and I'll go back to the supermarket to have a look..."

"Aunt Lan just met Xu Ting just now, and she may still be on her way back, so she didn't hear it." Song Suqing hooked him back, gently stroked his back naturally, and snatched the baby from his arms. Hawthorn balls, hooked him and went upstairs, "Come on, let's go back to eat hawthorn balls."

But Su Yunche was still worried. Aunt Lan's ability to hand things over to a stranger meant that there was really an urgent matter at that time, and she could not refuse to answer his calls because of the urgent matter ahead.

Aunt Lan's sudden contrasting behavior made him a little flustered.

Suddenly the screen of his mobile phone lit up, and it was Lan Suyin who sent a message.

-Xiao Che, the deliveryman from the store has arrived. Aunt Lan is in a hurry to go back to pick up the goods, so she won't wait for you.The hawthorn ball was given to a student, did you get it?

Only then did Su Yunche feel relieved.

- Got it, Aunt Lan, you should go home early and rest after recording.

-good.

Seeing that he was replying to the message, Song Suqing reached out to take out the keys from his trousers pocket, and could feel his body temperature through the fabric.

Sudden……

The two of them froze all of a sudden, one lowered his head, the other raised his head, and their eyes met.

"What are you groping for?" Su Yunche quickly pulled Song Suqing's hand out.

Song Suqing straightened her body, grabbed it with her right hand in mid-air, and said with a smile, "It's quite big."

"Shut up!" Su Yunche blushed instantly, took out the key to open the door, and walked in.

Song Suqing still stood where she was, gestured with her right hand, and reached into her trousers pocket to grab...

Well...it seems almost the same.

He stepped up and walked in, stretched out his legs and kicked to close the door, and heard Su Yunche say in a low voice, "Don't keep closing the door with your legs!"

"Oh..." He could only turn around and close the door carefully.

Su Yunche stared at the phone for a while, and saw Lan Suyin send a message of "ready to go home", so he felt relieved.

Although Qu Yu is gone, the usury owed by Qu Yu is still there.If those people are all about money, and they don't care about Qu Yu's life at all, then it is very likely that they will point the knife at Lan Suyin as soon as they turn around.

At that time, 20... how could Aunt Lan get it.

At this time, I heard the sound of Song Suqing sitting on the bed eating hawthorn balls, baji baji.

"Don't eat it. If you eat too much, you will have a toothache. Come here and brush your teeth, wash your face and go to sleep." Su Yunche stretched on the spot, and then went to the toilet to wash up.

As soon as she came out, she found that Song Suqing was still sitting cross-legged on the bed, stuffing hawthorn balls into her mouth with one hand, and playing with her mobile phone with the other, very leisurely.

He went straight over and took the plastic box away.

Song Suqing realized that she was empty before realizing it, and looked up at him: "Brother Che, you came out of the shower."

"Well, you can't eat any more, you already have a tooth decayed, and if you eat it again, it will rot." Su Yunche saw that the hawthorn balls were half gone, so he put them directly into the refrigerator, "Go and brush your teeth!"

"No hurry, Brother Che, come here first." Song Suqing waved lightly.

Su Yunche was bored: "What's wrong?"

He was still in his pajamas, so he got into the quilt directly.

Suddenly Song Suqing grabbed his thumb and pressed the button on the bottom of the phone, and the phone screen displayed "Congratulations on successfully entering the second fingerprint password."

Su Yunche was taken aback for a moment: "Why did you suddenly set a password?" Song Suqing's mobile phone used to have no password, and it opened with one swipe.

Song Suqing put the phone away in her pocket: "I suddenly wanted to set a password, so I set it."

"Then why do you use my fingerprints?" Su Yunche asked again, in his impression, he rarely played with Song Suqing's mobile phone.

Song Suqing grinned: "My phone wants to record your fingerprints."

After speaking, he immediately took off his clothes and ran into the toilet, suddenly remembered that he hadn't taken his clothes, and poked his head out naked.

"That...Brother Che, help me get my clothes."

Su Yunche picked up the clothes and threw them directly. Fortunately, Song Suqing was quick and caught it.

He said with a playful smile: "Thank you, Brother Che, and besides... I entered your fingerprint, so that you can know all the secrets in my phone."

After finishing speaking, he shivered, then retracted his head and closed the door to take a shower.

Su Yunche looked down at the mobile phone he had thrown on the bed casually, and then glanced at his thumb, as if the remaining warmth from Song Suqing's hand just now was still in his hand, hot and warm.

Is entering someone else's fingerprint on your mobile phone a pass that allows others to enter your heart?

Time always flies, after adapting to the changes in the new semester.

Su Yunche also resumed going to Brother Yong and Aunt Lan to help make money, and Song Suqing also returned to the status of the captain of the basketball team, leading the team to train every day, preparing for the [-] high school basketball games in May.

As for the photo that was blatantly used by Song Suqing as the screen saver of her mobile phone, she would frighten everyone.

He said: "If there are girls who confess their love to me, I will have a shield, let them see, my goddess can kill them instantly with a single back view."

Su Yunche: "..."

Gradually, studies have enriched the lives of everyone in the class, and reading early and late seems to have become a routine thing.

As the weather started to warm up, they also took off their blue and white windbreakers and put on normal blue and white school uniforms.

But there was one less person in class one.

The first class on Monday is always Cao Yan's summary meeting. As soon as the class bell rang, the students gradually quieted down, waiting for Cao Yan's arrival.

Today's Cao Yan is still the first joke of the week.

He held the lesson plan in one hand, but walked in with a transparent glass bottle in the other.

This glass bottle is somewhat familiar. It has a red cap, a long and thin body, and a red plastic wrap around the waist of the bottle, with a woman's head painted on it.

Song Suqing saw it at a glance: "Hahahaha, Lao Cao, why did you drink tea in Laoganma's bottle?"

"My daughter-in-law dropped the teapot, so she gave me the old godmother's bottle in a hurry. I also said that the tea I drink today always has a little spicy taste." Cao Yan said with a smile.

The creases on his face were all wrinkled together, and he didn't look like he was blaming his wife at all. Instead, he had a doting look on his face, as if he was really praising his daughter-in-law for being smart.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I was shown another mouthful of dog food." Song Suqing said, "Brother Che, I heard that Lao Cao's wife used to be your physics teacher. How is she good-looking?"

Su Yunche thought for a while, then said solemnly: "I don't remember."

"........."

Song Suqing: "Forget it, anyway, you can't remember a few people." Just remember Song Suqing.

Cao Yan saw that his classmates were laughing at him, so he smiled even more naively: "Tell them one thing, because Chen Huai's body is not good recently, so he has to rest for a month. What is the specific disease? His parents No mention. At the weekend, the big guys remember to organize to visit him and ask about his health."

"Chen Huai has been on leave for more than a week, and another month?" Xia Li and Chen Huai have always had a good relationship. Although they always bully others, they are also brothers, and there will still be concern.

He also called before to inquire about the reason, but Chen Huai said that it was a change of season in spring, and the hot cold caused by it would be fine in the hospital for a few days.But now he has asked for another month's leave. It seems that Chen Huai has something to hide from them.

"Chen Huai's parents asked for leave, probably due to illness." Cao Yan comforted him, "Besides, since the seasons are flu season, the school wants to carry out morning running activities, but I don't know if the students are the same..."

"I disagree! We disagree!" Before Cao Yan could say anything, the students in the audience started booing and answering.

The morning run has always been a project in No. [-] Middle School, but every time it is implemented, it will be hindered. The students don’t want to run, and the teacher thinks it’s a waste of time. Every time there is a large-scale flu, they will run for a month. , and then no end.

"That's fine. Since you don't want to run in the morning, you should pay more attention to your health and don't get sick or catch a cold." Cao Yan took the textbook and turned to the class chapter.

Song Suqing leaned over and said, "Brother Che, let's go for a run tomorrow morning."

"No." Su Yunche looked down at the sample question.

"Go, the seasons are changing recently, if you don't exercise, you will catch a cold easily." Song Suqing suddenly rolled up her sleeves, revealing her white arms, "Look, I play basketball recently, and my arms are as thick as your thighs."

Su Yunche glanced at him, rolled up his sleeves, and leaned against his arm, showing his white arm: "My arm for moving bricks these days is thicker than yours."

Song Suqing compared them several times: "My thick!"

"My thick!" Su Yunche kicked back.

"mine!"

"mine!"

…………

Cao Yan threw two pieces of chalk over, and they hit Song Suqing exactly: "You son of a bitch, get out!"

Song Suqing kicked her eyes so hard that her eyes almost fell off, she patted the table and stood up: "No? Brother Che is also talking, why should I go out, and he wants to go out too."

After finishing speaking, he grabbed Su Yunche's arm and walked out, leaned close to his ear and said, exhaling hot air: "My thick!"

Su Yunche immediately raised his foot and kicked it up, but Song Suqing dodged it with a jump, and grabbed his ankle, and said frightened: "It's my thick!"

After finishing speaking, he ran to the door and stood for punishment.

Su Yunche's anger was aroused immediately, he gritted his molars, straightened his clothes, and bowed slightly to Cao Yan who was on the podium: "Teacher, wait a moment, I'll hit someone."

Song Suqing outside the door heard it, and ran down the stairs in a hurry.

When Su Yunche saw it, he chased after him.

The sound of running rattled down the stairs to the square.

Standing on the podium, Cao Yan was annoyed and amused: "You should be almost grown up, but you still have to pay attention to the scale. What's thick and long, thin and short, just say it secretly, don't need to make loud noises in the classroom, show off!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

All of a sudden, the audience roared with laughter. People who didn't understand at first understood it after being broadcast by Cao Yan.

These are all tiger words.

Zhuo Yuanjing stretched her head to look out the window, and two young men with blue and white figures were chasing wantonly, their laughter penetrated the air and colored the sky.

At this time, she took out her picture album, which contained more than a dozen pictures of teenagers, but at this moment she finally understood what the name of this picture album should be.

She wrote down the word "publicity" on the first page.

Young people are frivolous, so they should be unrestrained.

The weather on weekends is often better than other times. Maybe God also understands the devastation of working days to people, so he allows the weekends to be clearer.

Since Chen Huai had been on leave for too long, Song Suqing and his team packed a lot of things and prepared to go to the hospital to see him.

Song Suqing sat on the bed eating an apple, looked at Su Yunche who was busy all the time, and said, "Brother Che, how long do you have to clean up, Jianzang will come over later."

Jian Zang is going to pick them up and take them to the hospital.

"almost."

Wearing an apron, Su Yunche was standing in the kitchen cooking millet porridge. The small iron pot was cooking slowly on the battery stove. He lifted the lid of the pot with a spoon, and the millet porridge gurgled.

Although he and Chen Huai were not very close friends, and they met every day just to chat, but he knew that Chen Huai's health was very poor.

During the New Year's Eve, everyone was only hospitalized for three or four days, but Chen Huai was the only one who stayed in the ward for a whole month, with uninterrupted fever and cough.

Chen Huai was already very thin, but he was skinny and skinny during that illness. Song Suqing was so scared that he kept saying sorry in front of his parents. Even the medical expenses were paid by Song Suqing, but they were returned by Chen Huai's parents afterwards.

He has always been aloof, but he still cares a little about patients.He didn't have much money, and he didn't know what to bring to the hospital to see patients, so he had to make some millet porridge, which was good for his appetite and spleen, as well as his body.

Song Suqing sat cross-legged, looked at him sadly with a pair of small eyes, took a hard bite of the apple, and a large piece of flesh came off with a creaking sound.

He was only jealous in his heart, when he had a toothache some time ago, he asked Su Yunche to cook millet porridge, but he was unwilling to do so because he thought it was troublesome, so today he got up at seven o'clock in the morning to cook it just to go to the hospital to see Chen Huai.

"If Chen Huai doesn't drink up all the millet porridge, I'll hum..." He gritted his molars and hummed a few times.

Su Yunche smiled lightly, he really had the temper of a child: "Are you sure Chen Huai just has a common cold?"

Chen Huai had already asked for leave for a week, but now he asked for another month's leave, which is easy to make people suspicious.

Song Suqing took out her mobile phone to confirm the chat records: "Chen Huai said it himself, he said it was just wind-heat cold and bronchitis, and it was not as serious as what his parents said. He would be hospitalized for two weeks at most, and then he would be able to return to class."

Su Yunche nodded slightly, seeing that the millet porridge was soft, so he put it all into the insulated lunch box.

Suddenly, he realized that there was a pair of eyes looking directly at him behind him, so he poured out a small bowl of porridge in desperation.

"Why are you still eating the patient's food with your face close to your face?" Su Yunche handed him the husky bowl.

Song Suqing hurriedly got up and reached out to pick it up, but found that Su Yunche was snickering, so she hummed a few times, and said reluctantly, "I'm just helping Chen Huai to test whether it's poisonous or not."

"Yes, I have wronged you." Su Yunche looked at him dumbfounded, he was really the stupid son of the landlord's family, "Did you tell Chen Huai that we should visit him today?"

Song Suqing drank the last sip, the millet porridge was thick and sticky, with a little hawthorn flavor...

Hawthorn flavor? ? ?

"Brother Che, did you put the hawthorn balls that Aunt Lan gave you?" You pouted.

Su Yunche put all the things away, took off the apron, and replied naturally: "Yes, I suddenly remembered that there were some hawthorn balls that Aunt Lan sent a few days ago in the refrigerator. These are sweet and sour, and may be more appetizing. And put it in."

"Then I won't have anything to eat." Poorly, Song Suqing took her husky bowl to the sink and silently washed it.

He specially left it for Su Yunche, but in the end he gave it to Chen Huai, and he felt awkward all of a sudden.

Su Yunche looked at him without words, stared at him and smacked his lips lightly: "After you moved here to live with me, why did I feel like I raised a son."

Their cohabitation this time is more intimate than during the winter vacation.

During the winter vacation, they just ate and slept together at night.But in the past two months of life, they almost slept together, went in and out together, and even went to school at the same table. In 24 hours a day, they hardly left each other for more than 10 minutes.

Song Suqing was even worse, even wanting to take Su Yunche with her when she went to the bathroom, she was always sticky.

I don't know what Song Suqing thinks, anyway, Su Yunche really feels that he has a son soon.

Hearing Su Yunche's words, Song Suqing was taken aback in vain.

He seemed to be a bit too clingy to Brother Che recently, and always liked to follow him, as if he was afraid that he would lose sight of Brother Che when he turned around.

But shouldn't a good brother be like this?

Song Suqing turned her head quickly, her beautiful phoenix eyes turned into a husky, she pouted and said, "I treat you as my brother, but you are my father."

"Good boy."

Su Yunche naturally reached out and stroked his hair. Song Suqing was flirtatious. She sprayed a little hairspray on her hair today when she went out. Her hair was very stiff and uncomfortable to the touch.

At this time, a horn sounded from downstairs, Su Yunche looked up, and found that it was Jian Zang, dressed in standard black, waiting downstairs in a silver-white car.

The folks passing by in the street couldn't help but stop and take a closer look. This kind of dress and configuration is too much like a rich man's son-in-law.

"Jian Zang is here, let's go." Su Yunche picked up the things, and suddenly remembered something and asked, "Did you tell Chen Huai that we are going to visit him today?"

Song Suqing naturally reached out to bring the lunch box in his hand, hugged it herself, and said, "Xia Li said that he wanted to surprise Chen Huai a little, so I didn't tell him, but I already knew which ward I was in from Chen Huai's words."

Su Yunche: "That's fine."

For some reason, he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Why, do you miss Chen Huai?" Seeing him in a daze, Song Suqing narrowed her eyes slightly, and grabbed Su Yunche's shoulder with a questioning look on her face.

Su Yunche squinted and kicked him: "Shut up!"

"Oh..." Song Suqing immediately smiled.

Brother Che is still his brother Che.

Chen Huai lives in the Central Hospital, which is far away from Tongzilou, and will pass by the square where the comic exhibition was held that year.

Song Suqing was sitting in the co-pilot, and when she saw the square, she immediately pointed it out to Su Yunche, and shouted: "Brother Che, look, I met the goddess here."

Su Yunche pursed his lips and smiled, but said nothing, but his eyes were full of disgust.

Damn, trying to kill him.

When they arrived at the hospital, they found Xia Li and Wen Jiang waiting for them at the inpatient department.

As soon as the silver-white car drove up to the door, they surrounded it. Wen Jiang's eyes froze a little: "Wow, this car is too cool."

Song Suqing pushed open the car door, put one hand on the door, and raised her eyes slightly: "Call me Dad, and I'll see you off."

"Father!" There was a clear and crisp sound.

Everyone: "..."

"Jian Zang, give the car model in the trunk to Wen Jiang." Song Suqing was calm and smiling.

Wen Jiang: "...you hurt me!"

Song Suqing tilted her head and smiled: "I still have to laugh it off, let's go, let's go and see Chen Huai, the skinny monkey."

Su Yunche carried the insulated lunch box and naturally walked behind them. There was a faint smell of disinfectant in the hospital, and it was easy to smell it too much.

Xia Li said that Chen Huai's ward was on the fifth floor.

But as soon as Su Yunche came up, he found that the fifth floor was not an ordinary surgical ward. There were very few patients, and the aisles were empty, very quiet.

When passing by a ward, Su Yunche swept his head sideways, and found that every ward seemed to be a single room. He sniffed it lightly, and the smell of disinfectant in the air seemed to be noisy with the smell of blood.

Suddenly, his mind went blank. This is the Department of Hematology.

He slightly raised his eyes to look at the three people who were talking and laughing at the front, and slightly clenched the hand holding the insulated lunch box.

The three of them walked in the long aisle, and when they opened the door, they would find this different world.

They stopped at the door of 5619, bent down and formed a circle automatically. Song Suqing grabbed the doorknob and said softly, "I'll count one, two, three, and we'll rush in."

"one two Three……"

With a sound of "Peng", the door was pushed open, followed by a sentence: "Siyan, we are here to see you..."

Suddenly they froze at the door, Song Suqing's hand was still on the doorknob.

The curtains in the ward were tightly drawn, opaque, and the whole room looked dark. There was a person lying on the hospital bed. He was very weak, sweating all over his body, and his face was so pale that there was no trace of blood.

"I'm sorry, we entered by mistake..." Song Suqing's nose soured, she walked out naturally, and closed the door.

But at this moment, Su Yunche came up, put his hands against the door that was about to be closed, looked back at Song Suqing, and saw that the eyes of the three of them were red, and the three noisy boys had learned to be silent at this moment.

Perhaps it was the brother's sudden illness that caught them off guard.

Su Yunche smiled slightly, and said naturally: "What time are you still making fun of Chen Huai, come in."

He gently opened the door, turned on the light in the room, and saw Chen Huai lying on the bed. He was very thin and pale, his face was sunken, and he had an inch-shaved head. He was still wearing a drip on his right hand. However, the entire back of the hand was red and swollen, as if the injection was overdone.

"Chen Huai, you've been feeling better recently. We're here to see you. We haven't seen you for a long time, and I miss you a little." Su Yunche walked up holding the insulated lunch box, with a faint smile on his face all the time, polite but not kind .

"Brother Che..." Chen Huai let out a weak cry with trembling lips.

"What's the matter, you want to eat some millet porridge, I made it this morning." Su Yunche opened the lunch box, the thick aroma of millet porridge overwhelmed the smell of the medicine.

He turned around and found that Song Suqing and the others were still standing at the door, not daring to come in at all.

But...do you not face it if you don't come in?

"You are here to visit the patient. Standing at the door is called watching animals." Su Yunche said.

Song Suqing grinned suddenly, rubbed her nose, and strode forward: "Siyan, we're here to see you."

"Mr. Song...Thank you." Chen Huai said softly.

Xia Li bowed his head and walked forward, picked up the thermos pot on the bedside table, and said in a choked voice, "There's no hot water, I'll get you a pot of hot water."

Chen Huai looked at him and nodded slightly.The little fat man thought he couldn't see anything when he lowered his head, and his voice was so hoarse that he choked.

"Then go with Xia Li." Wen Jiang didn't dare to raise his head, and left as soon as he turned around.

It was sunny outside, and the warm sunlight came in through the thick curtains, bit by bit.

Su Yunche was still standing beside the hospital bed. He was wearing a long windbreaker, looking handsome and handsome, but Chen Huai who was lying on the bed was so weak that he might never wake up.

At that moment, Song Suqing couldn't bear it any longer. The people who had dinner and class with them not long ago had become like this today.

"I'll go and see why they are so slow." Song Suqing smiled and fled in an instant.

Seeing that they had all run away, Su Yunche felt relieved. He sat gently on the edge of the bed, looked at Chen Huai, and said with a smile: "You have to give them some time, they will be fine in a while."

Chen Huai's eyes were already red the moment he saw them rushing in. He strenuously propped himself up and leaned on the hospital bed. There was still millet porridge beside him, smelling the sweetness and softness.

"Brother Che, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hide it from you." His voice trembled slightly.

"Just know it's wrong." Su Yunche handed him the millet porridge, "Tell me, is it leukemia or something else."

Chen Huai's thin fingers gently held it, and the tip of his nose smelled sweet, with a little bit of hawthorn, which was warm and sweet.

"...leukemia," he said.

"Then there is still salvation."

Su Yunche got up and went straight to the window, and pulled the curtains tightly, the sunlight from the sky rushed in, and the coldness in the room was suppressed and disappeared.

The sun was dazzling, Chen Huai hid for a while, and got under the blanket.

Su Yunche stood by the window and looked back at him. He was waiting for Chen Huai to come out by himself. The outside world was warm and bright, and he couldn't close himself because of a disease.

At this time, there was a rustling sound at the door. No accident, it should be Song Suqing and the others who came back, but they dared not come in.

The phone suddenly made a "ding dong" sound, Chen Huai got out of the quilt, picked up the phone from the bedside, and found that the screen displayed "Su Yunche successfully transferred 1000 yuan to you."

His pupils dilated: "Brother Che, why did you give me money?"

Su Yunche stuffed his mobile phone into his pocket, and walked towards him slowly: "If I'm not wrong, your family should have no money. You don't have a relative to take care of you, and you are still living in a ward in the corner. There is only one bed, not even a sofa or a separate toilet, this ward should be very cheap."

In an instant, Chen Huai's eyes were moist. He just didn't want to trouble everyone, so he chose to hide it from Song Suqing and the others.

His parents are just ordinary working-class people, because his illness has indeed used up all their savings and borrowed a lot of money.

"Brother Che, aren't you alone, you don't need to give me money..." Chen Huai wanted to turn back, but found that he was blocked by Su Yunche.

"Although I have no father or mother, Song Er is currently taking care of me, so there is no shortage of money." Su Yun