Qiao Yi rarely showed a sense of powerlessness in front of me, and seeing her like this made me feel sad.
I hugged her shoulders: “Joe, don’t worry, there is me!”
“Nothing, I’m strong, who can do anything to me.” She rang, went out to answer the phone, and came back to tell me afterwards: “Qin Guan came to see my dad, I went upstairs, do you want to follow me? together?”
“no need.”
“Yeah.” A long-lost smile finally appeared on Qiao’s face. I haven’t seen her smile since Dad Qiao’s accident until now.
Perhaps she really likes Qin Guan.
Well, if Qin Guan is really my dad.
Then, Qiao Yi can also be my stepmother.
I don’t mind, really.
I was sitting on the bed and reading. The detective novels Qiao Yi brought to me were very beautiful and fascinating. I rely on this to resolve my inner worries.
As I watched, Xi Qingchuan came. Although I didn’t look up, I saw him standing in front of my bed. He was wearing linen trousers and a white shirt. This color is not very oppressive. .
I waited until he called my name and I looked up, as if I had just learned that he had come in.
“Coming?” I looked up at him.
“Can you boil a little more water for this opening?” He looked around the room and pointed to the vase on the coffee table: “What is that?”
“flower.”
“I know this is a flower…”
“Qianwei.” I said.
About the flower variety, I know more than Xi Qingchuan.
He raised his eyebrows: “I didn’t want to know the variety of the flower, I was asking where the flower came from.”
“Of course it was sent by someone. It is impossible to walk over by yourself with long legs.”
“Xiao Sheng.” He sneered from his nose: “If you can fight against Confucian scholars like this at your Xiao clan’s meeting, Xiao Yuan can laugh out loud in another world.”
I know that he said that I can only talk to him sharply. It may be that every time I babble with Xi Qingchuan, he rarely turns his face, so it helps me in this aspect.
I lowered my head and continued reading. He simply tore away the book in my hand. The sharp edge of the page hit my finger, and a small cut was cut open. It hurts a lot.
I immediately put my finger into my mouth and sucked, and he immediately pulled my finger out of his mouth: “What’s the matter?”
“broken.”
He squinted his eyes and found the small opening: “I’ll get a doctor to deal with it.”
“No, such a small hole will be healed when the doctor comes.”
“Are you a blue-blooded person?” He pulled out the iodine and rubbed it on me, rough hands and feet.
“Who is the blue blood man?”
“In science fiction, wounds can be healed automatically.”
“The novel is wild, and you can write whatever you want.”
He wiped the iodine for me and reminded me: “Don’t put it in your mouth again, or you will get drunk.”
“I don’t drink so badly.” The wound will be small, and it won’t hurt after rubbing the iodine.
I thought the topic about the bottle of flowers would stop because of my finger injury, but he put the iodine back in the drawer and continued to question me: “Who gave the flowers?”
“friend.”
He squinted at me: “Your only friend in this city or in this world is Qiao Yi. Ordinarily, she should not send you flowers.”
“Who said I have no friends?” He insulted me beyond personality.
“Who said you have friends?” He rolled up his sleeves and found a tangerine in the fruit basket and began to peel it.
Regarding this issue, I don’t think it is necessary to continue to talk about it, but he analyzed it with reason and evidence: “The other party saw the patient sending roses, and he had no experience at first sight. It should be a young man, so the pink flowers are very straight. Male, Xiao Sheng.” He peeled off an orange petal, and forced it into my mouth regardless of whether I had eaten it or not: “As far as I know, you have no male friends of the same age except Ni Yizhou, but this is not the same. It’s his style.”
I am almost annoyed by him. I would rather read detective novels than listen to his analysis, although his analysis is correct.
I nodded to indicate that his analysis was completely correct: “Yes, young man, in his twenties, young talent.”
“The last four words.” He threw another orange petal in my mouth, almost choking me: “I can’t tell from the engraving on this vase of flowers.”
I let him say, since he is so interested, I will tell him, anyway, there is no need to hide it.
“Qiao Yi’s half-brother Qiao Jianqi.”
“How do you meet?”
“I played together when I was young.”
“You have a lot of childhood sweethearts!” He didn’t know what he meant, his tone was weird.
“It’s weird that you try to pretend to be jealous.” I fend off his hand that once again passed the orange petals: “I don’t like to eat oranges.”
“This is very sweet.”
“Can I refuse?”
“No.” He pulled down my hand and forced it into my mouth.
I found that Xi Qingchuan is really a person who likes to force others.
Forcing me to eat things I don’t like, forcing me to accept the truth that I don’t want to accept.
He finally fed me the citrus, threw the orange peel into the trash can, then got up and pulled the flower in the vase out of the vase by the root. There was water in it, and the water dripped straight down the root of the flower.
“What are you doing?” I asked him.
“threw.”
“Someone gave it to me, why did you throw it away?”
“If you like Qiangwei, I will bring you a wagon.”
“Xi Qingchuan.” I couldn’t bear it, I called him by name and last name: “Aren’t you going too far?”
“I don’t think so.” He grabbed the flower, opened the window, and threw it out.
“Throwing a high altitude, you will hurt people.”
“It’s a platform outside.” He lost the flowers and went to the bathroom to wash his hands. I looked at the water he got on the floor, and my heart was as wet as the ground full of water.
He washed his hands and walked out: “Tomorrow you will be discharged from the hospital?”
I was very angry and didn’t want to talk to him, facing the wall as if I didn’t hear it.
Naturally, Xi Qingchuan could not talk to himself. He came over and pinched my chin: “You are deaf and I can ask the doctor to heal it for you.”
“Xi Qingchuan, you disrespect people very much.” My jaw was pinched by him and I endured it: “At least, you disrespect me very much. No matter who sent the flowers, they are also my friends and belong to My, why are you throwing away my flowers?”
I questioned him so much, but there was no anger in his eyes.
His eyes were sparkling: “It’s rare to see Xiao Sheng, the little sheep, getting angry. It’s funny how you look angry.”
I pulled down his hand vigorously: “Xi Qingchuan, no matter what your purpose is, you don’t have the right to interfere with my affairs.”
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