Looking at Song Ci's eyes from all over the room, it is called satisfaction and love.
"Song Song, sit down!" Han Aoyu pointed to the empty chair, and Han Zhan sat down with Song Ci.
Song Ci and the Mu family had already drawn a clear line, so the Mu family was not seen during the dinner, and no one would be so stupid as to mention it. When everyone was present, the food began to be served.
Dessert was served first, with Song Ci's favorite coconut balls.
Just as Song Ci was about to give chopsticks to pick up the coconut balls, Shen Yubei reached out and turned the rotary dial. The plate of coconut balls was turned in front of Shen Yubei, and Song Ci saw that Shen Yubei took away the roundest and most beautiful coconut balls, and put them into his bowl.
Song Ci raised an eyebrow.
Doesn't the teacher hate eating sweets the most? Disgusted and tired.
Han Zhan turned the coconut balls in front of him, and he picked up a coconut ball and handed it to the Song porcelain bowl. "I ordered it specially for you. The dessert in our hotel is pretty good. Try it."
"good."
Song Ci took a bite of the coconut ball, it was indeed delicious. The coconut flavor is strong, the taste is soft, but not greasy. She ate one, and was about to pick up the second when she saw Shen Yubei secretly put the coconut ball on his plate into Di Rongrong's plate while everyone was not paying attention.
And Di Rongrong was scooping it up with a spoon, and didn't notice Shen Yubei's petty theft.
Song Ci:
The teacher is so cowardly!
When Di Rongrong put the steamed abalone on the plate, she noticed a coconut ball appeared on her white plate at some point.
She stared at the coconut ball, a little dazed.
She loves coconut balls the most, but the calories are too high and she is afraid of getting fat. Di Rongrong is also a strict person with herself, so she eats them once or twice a year at most.
Not many people know that she loves coconut balls, apart from the two good sisters Mo Yao and Jin Luolan, there is only one Shen Yubei.
Di Rongrong turned her head to look at Shen Yubei.
Shen Yubei was eating with his head down, and he didn't look sideways, but there was a suspicion that there was no money in this place. Di Rongrong hesitated again and again, but still ate the coconut ball.
Shen Yubei secretly turned his head and saw that Di Rongrong ate his coconut balls, so he was not so upset and felt better.
After dinner, Mo Yao and Li Yao took the lead to leave, and she had to go abroad to attend an international conference. After they left, Han Dongliang and his son chatted with Han Aoyu for a while, and then they left.
Jin Luolan was also a busy person. When he was about to leave, Jin Luolan found Song Ci and asked her, "Has Yan Jiang gone to Congo? Is the news accurate?"
Song Ci pursed her lips and nodded, she asked Jin Luolan in a low voice: "Godmother, how is the situation over there now?"
Jin Luolan didn't hide anything from Song Ci either, she said, "It's going to be turbulent for a while, but it's always like this over there, you ask Yan Jiang to pay more attention."
"Thank godmother."
"Then I'll go first."
"I'll see you off." Song Ci sent Jin Luolan away, and then returned to the dining room. Just as she was about to open the door to enter, she saw the teacher and Di Rongrong sitting together. The two seemed to be talking, and their attitude was fairly intimate.
Song Ci hurriedly turned around and pulled Han Zhan away.
Han Zhan asked her, "What's wrong?"
Song Ci: "My teacher is looking for my wife, let's not be light bulbs."
"Your mistress? Who?"
"Mother Rong Rong!"
Han Zhan expressed some surprise. He didn't even know that Godmother Rong Rong had an affair with Teacher Shen.
Han Zhan took Song Ci upstairs and found Han Aoyu. "Grandpa, shall I take you home?"
Han Aoyu waved his hand and said, "Go and play by yourself, leave me alone, your Uncle Zhong will send me back."
Han Zhan agreed. He also has selfish intentions, newlywed Yan Er, he wants to do something interesting with Song Ci.
Pulling Song Ci out of grandpa's room, Han Zhan hooked Gou Songci's palm and said to her, "Do you want a date, Mrs. Han?"
Mrs. Han's voice came out of Han Zhan's mouth, which was very seductive.
Song Ci's heart beat slightly faster as she listened. She looked at Han Zhan with a half-smile, only surprised. "Brother Han, you actually know about dating."
We've known each other for so long, we've got our marriage certificate, we've had our wedding, and the sheets have been rolled over for countless times, and finally it's the day when Han Zhan takes the initiative to talk about dating.
It's rare.
Han Zhan was a little bit ashamed, he admitted that he didn't understand the style, and his life was too boring. But he will learn to get along with the young Song Ci.
Han Zhan hooked Gou Songci's palm again, and asked, "Then, are you dating?"
Song Ci hooked Han Zhan's neck on tiptoe, "A date!"
Dating Song Ci is serious.
She did a walkthrough and even wrote a set of first date strategy notes.
Handing the note to Han Zhan, Song Ci told Han Zhan: "Brother Han hasn't been in a relationship for many years, so he probably doesn't know the dating routines of our young people. Come on, I wrote all the precautions on the card. Brother Han, take a closer look. Following this step, nothing can be missed.”
Han Zhan lowered his head and carefully read the contents of the card—
First Date Fight:
1. Wear couple outfits with Song Ci.
2. Eat an ice cream with Song Ci.
3. Walking on the bank of Yulongyuan River for half an hour carrying Song porcelain.
4. Watch the sunset together in Song Ci and kiss in the sunset.
5. Have a couple dinner with Song Ci.
6. When watching a movie with Song Ci, you must buy milk tea and popcorn.
Holding the card, Han Zhan showed a relieved smile. "I was a little worried at first, and I didn't know what to do with you on a date. Ci Bao, I like your dating strategy very much."
"I am a caring porcelain treasure."
After finalizing the details of the date, Song Ci changed into casual and lightweight outwear and went out with Han Zhan. She wears black denim pencil pants with a red and black plaid long-sleeved shirt, and her long hair is tied up, looking youthful.
Han Zhan was dressed very casually. Seeing that Song Ci was so young and beautiful, he walked into the cloakroom silently and looked at his clothes worriedly.
Depending on age and status, Han Zhan's suits are low-key yet luxurious elite style, and casual clothes are mostly comfortable sportswear. He also has a few casual shirts, but they also look old-fashioned.
For the first time, Han Zhan realized that it was time for him to buy clothes.
Han Zhan rummaged through all the clothes in the closet, only to find a gray turtleneck thin sweater that was not so old-fashioned. He changed his clothes, stood in front of the mirror, and stared at the man with a loose expression inside, feeling strange.
Song Ci was drinking hot tea and eating nuts downstairs. Finally hearing her brother Han's footsteps coming downstairs, Song Ci turned her head and complained: "My brother Han, you are doing well, you are so procrastinating, I thought you were putting on makeup"
After seeing Han Zhan's attire clearly, Song Ci whistled like a hooligan. "Not bad, Senior Han."
Black jeans and a gray loose-fitting thin sweater were put on Han Zhan, who was 1.89 meters tall. He is still the mature, low-key and masculine Han Zhan, but this maturity has added a bit of the vigor of a young boy.
Like a senior with knowledge and self-cultivation in a university.
Han Zhan blushed a little from this 'Senior Han'. He walked up to Song Ci, touched his nose uncomfortably, and asked her, "Would it be weird to dress like this?"
"Where will it be?" Song Ci walked over and touched Han Zhan's chest, like a little fan girl, his eyes were fascinated. "Brother Han looks handsome in such a dress. From now on, he will wear it during non-working hours."
Once dressed like this, the old man has become a handsome man.
Han Zhan raised his leg and said, "I haven't worn jeans for a few years, and I always feel awkward."
"It's beautiful." Staring at Han Zhan's slender and powerful legs, Song Ci couldn't help touching them again. "Let's go, let's go!"
The two drove the Aoyu No. 1 and set off to complete the first stop of their date—
Buy couple outfits!
It's a little cold to wear T-shirts this season, and clothing stores have launched long-sleeved models. Han Zhan finally picked out two zipper jackets, one red and one white, with the words—
Love China!
When Song Ci got the couple outfit, her expression froze for a second or two.
Han Zhan didn't think there was anything wrong at all, he said: "I looked at it, and this couple's outfit is the most serious, and the copywriting on other clothes is quite stupid." "My wife, beautiful", "My husband, handsome ', 'on the left, my pig', 'on the right, a big pig farmer'
In Han Zhan's eyes, those clothes were only worn by crazy people.
Song Ci took a deep breath, and praised Han Zhan: "Han Gegen is a good young man of socialism, not bad." She took off her shirt, put on the red coat, and put a white coat on Han Zhan. Only then did the man walk out of the couple's clothing store.
It was the first time for Han Zhan to wear couple outfits, and Han Zhan felt a little shy.
When he came out of the shop, he took very big steps, as if he was afraid of being watched too much. Song Ci trotted after him, "Han Zhan, you can't just bully me because of your long legs, wait for me."
Han Zhan stopped. He took Song Ci's hand and walked towards the ice drink shop, saying as he walked, "Hurry up, or these people will always stare at us."
"It's okay, we are good-looking, and they can take a look."
Han Zhan shook his head and said helplessly, "You are the only one with a thick skin."
There was a long queue at the entrance of the ice cream shop, and Han Zhan pulled Song Ci to stand at the end. Song Ci leaned on his arm and said to him, "Brother Han, buy the biggest one, I like the big one."
Han Zhan: "Well, I know you like big ones."
Song Ci blinked her eyes, feeling that something was wrong with what she said, so she simply stopped talking. Twenty minutes later, it was Han Zhan's turn. Han Zhan opened his mouth and said to his little brother, "Here is the smallest ice cream."
Song Ci quickly tugged at Han Zhan, "The biggest!"
"Small one, eat less cold things." He was very firm, even if Song Ci acted like a baby, it was useless.
Han Zhan finally bought the smallest ice cream. He handed the ice cream to Song Ci, "I'll eat it all for you."
Song Ci stared at the ice cream that was only the size of a baby's fist, and wanted to bite Han Zhan. "Where can one eat alone, if two people have agreed to eat together, we have to go together."
Song Ci pulled Han Zhan to a wooden chair and sat down. She couldn't bear to eat the ice cream in one bite, so she scraped it with a spoon, as if she could eat it for a long time.
Han Zhan was amused by her pitiful appearance. "As for what, can I give you all?" Han Zhan directly threw his spoon into the trash can.
Song Ci looked at Han Zhan, then at the ice cream. Endured and endured, still couldn't help it, took a few mouthfuls of ice cream and finished licking it.
Han Zhan stared at the white milk froth at the corner of Song Ci's mouth, his eyes darkened, and while no one was paying attention, he hugged Song Ci's face and leaned over to lick all the milk froth.
It wasn't until Han Zhan let go that Song Ci came back to his senses. She asked leisurely: "Brother Han, is it exciting to secretly kiss a young girl on the street?"
Han Zhan nodded after reflecting on the delicious food just now. "Stimulate!"
"Old rascal!"
The cell phone in Song Ci's pocket suddenly rang. "I'll take a call."
She took out her mobile phone and saw that the caller was Mu Qiu. "It's Mu Qiu's call." After talking to Han Zhan, Song Ci connected the phone in front of Han Zhan.
There was a lot of noise in the street, Han Zhan didn't hear what Mu Qiu said, but saw Song Ci's expression suddenly became dignified.
After Song Ci hung up the phone, Han Zhan stretched out his finger and pushed Song Ci's shoulder, and asked caringly, "What happened?"
Song Ci turned her head slowly, looked at Han Zhan in a daze, and said in a dazed voice, "Mother fell down, had a massive bleeding and had a miscarriage, and she still hasn't woken up in the hospital." Just like in the previous life, in this life, will Du Tingting's child be saved? .
Hearing this, Han Zhan was not shocked, as if the Mu family's house was struck by lightning and collapsed overnight, and it was only natural that the Lord Heaven was keeping the demons.
Han Zhan took Song Ci's hand and stood up, "Let's go, go to the hospital and continue dating another day."
"Um."
It was already evening when the couple rushed to the hospital, and the smell of food wafted from the corridors of the hospital. The two found Du Tingting's ward and knocked on the door.
Aunt Zhang opened the door and saw Song Ci and Han Zhan outside, she hurriedly closed the door and walked out, saying in a low voice, "Miss Song, Mr. Han, you are here."
"Aunt Zhang, what's the situation with my mother now?"
Auntie Zhang shook her head worriedly, and said in a low voice, "Madam woke up just now, and Mr. just told Madam about the child. Madam is sad now, and she doesn't say a word, just shed tears silently. "
"Father is inside?" Song Ci asked.
Aunt Zhang nodded.
Song Ci thought for a while, took Han Zhan's hand, and said to Aunt Zhang: "Let's go downstairs and wait first. After father leaves, Aunt Zhang, please inform me and I will come up again."
Knowing that Song Ci and Mu Mian were at odds, Aunt Zhang hurriedly said, "Okay."
Song Ci and his wife went downstairs, and Aunt Zhang returned to the room. Seeing Du Tingting burst into tears, some of which flowed down her neck, Aunt Zhang hurriedly fetched hot water with a basin.
She wrung out the towel and handed the warm towel to Mu Mian. Mu Mian nodded to her, took the towel and walked to the bed, silently wiping Du Tingting's tears.
"Tingting." Mu Mian returned the towel to Aunt Zhang. He held Du Tingting's hand and told her, "Don't be like this, Tingting. It's not your fault that the child is gone. It's the greatest blessing that you are fine."
Du Tingting bit her lip, crying suppressedly.
She held Mu Mian's hand tightly, sobbing and said: "I just saw his first B-ultrasound image, he has already formed, he is a human being. He is still in my stomach tomorrow morning , in a blink of an eye, my husband, I feel so uncomfortable!"
Hearing this, Mu Mian couldn't help turning red eyes.
Having a child again when they are old, the couple are looking forward to the arrival of this child in every possible way. The child will be gone if they say no, and Mu Mian is also in great pain. But Du Tingting's current situation does not allow Mu Mian to continue to grieve the child.
"Tingting, cheer up." Unable to persuade Du Tingting, Mu Mian could only move out of Mu Qiu. "Tingting, you don't even know what Qiu'er looked like after you fell down. In order to save you, Qiu'er personally drove you to the hospital, ran red lights all the way, and almost rear-ended someone several times."
"When I learned that you were saved but the child was gone, Qiu'er cried so sadly. She didn't dare to come to see you, and always felt that it was her fault that you fell down. She told me that if you didn't go upstairs to give her Take the card and you won't fall"
Du Tingting listened in a daze, thinking of Mu Qiu's child, her heart ached again. "How could it be her fault?"
Knowing how fragile Mu Qiu's mind is, she was worried that Mu Qiu would be overwhelmed, so Du Tingting hurriedly said to Mu Mian, "Where is that child now? Let her come quickly."
"When I first met her, she was hiding in the stairwell and crying silently."
Du Tingting pushed Mu Mian's arm and urged him: "Mu Qiu can't be stimulated, and his mood can't fluctuate too much. You go and call her here and say that I don't blame her."
"good."
Mu Mian walked directly to the stairwell.
Mu Qiu was sitting on the steps, she lowered her head and said nothing.
"Autumn."
Mu Qiu raised his head and looked at Mu Mian, his eyes were swollen like peaches.
Mu Mian came over, stroked Mu Qiu's hair, and said: "Your mother told you to go in. You go in and talk to her for a while, and have a good chat."
"Um."
Mu Qiu walked into the ward hesitantly, and when she saw Du Tingting looking haggard, she felt even more guilty. Shrugging his lips, Mu Qiu called out in a hoarse voice: "Mom"
Du Tingting raised her weak hand and waved her fingers. "Come over to Qiu'er, mom is fine." In order to take care of Mu Qiu's emotions, Du Tingting could only hold back her sadness and put on a calm appearance.
Mu Qiu trotted over and hugged Du Tingting. "Mom, it's all my fault. If it wasn't for me, nothing would happen to you"
Mu Qiu kept crying, she didn't dare to mention the child, for fear that Du Tingting would be sad.
"I don't blame you, how can I blame you?" Du Tingting took out a few soft tissues from the bedside table and wiped away Mu Qiu's tears.
Mu Qiu lowered his head, annoyed and uncomfortable.
Du Tingting straightened her face and called out to Mu Qiu, "Mu Qiu."
Mu Qiu wiped his eyes before looking at Du Tingting.
"Qiu'er, you are right about today's incident. It was my mother who was careless. I knew I had to be careful when I went downstairs, but I didn't pay attention."
Du Tingting has a habit of climbing stairs. She likes to walk in the middle, not on both sides. As a pregnant woman, she should have been careful everywhere, and had to hold on to the walls or railings when going upstairs or downstairs.
"It was my carelessness. I accidentally stepped on the air and fell down by myself. Qiu'er, you are right, don't feel sorry for me."
Holding Mu Qiu's hand, Du Tingting felt that Mu Qiu's fingers were cold, so Du Tingting covered her with both hands. "I heard from your father that you ran a red light all the way to save me, and almost got into a car accident. Mom's life was saved by Qiu, and mom has to thank you."
Hearing this, Mu Qiu hurriedly shook his head. As a child, when the mother is in trouble, I should try my best to save the mother's life, which is right.
"Mom, you scared me to death today. I thought I would lose you." Mu Qiu recalled his mother's appearance covered in blood, and his legs softened.
When Du Tingting saw that Mu Qiu was really frightened, she smiled weakly and comforted Mu Qiu: "You see, isn't mom all right? It's just that she bleeds too much and hurt her body, and she can recover after a good rest."
Under Du Tingting's reassurance, Mu Qiu finally calmed down, and he no longer tried to make a fuss.
"By the way, mom, sister and brother-in-law are here too. They don't want to meet dad. They are waiting downstairs." Mu Qiu called Song Ci about Du Tingting's miscarriage. Song Ci went to the hospital after she came to the hospital. Mu Qiu.
Hearing this, Du Tingting subconsciously looked at Mu Mian.
As soon as Mu Mian received Du Tingting's weeping eyes, he couldn't stand it anymore. "Okay, I'll go out." Mu Mian left as soon as he said that, simply and neatly.
As soon as Mu Mian left, Du Tingting said to Mu Qiu: "Qiu'er, call your sister and the others to come up."
"good."
Mu Qiu took out his mobile phone and called Song Ci, telling them to come up.
After a while, Song Ci and Han Zhan came with a lot of nutrition in their hands.
Han Zhan put down the nutritional supplements, walked to the bed, called Du Tingting's mother, advised her to relax, and then left the ward.
In the room, there were only three of them, mother and daughter, left. Song Ci sat down beside Mu Qiu, and seeing Du Tingting's pale cheeks, she couldn't help but sighed softly. "Mother, you have suffered this time."
Du Tingting almost cried again, but she held back.
"It's very lucky to be able to get this life back. That child and I" Du Tingting touched her lower abdomen lightly, choked up and said, "It's because we don't have that blessing, and our fate is weak."
Song Ci enlightened Du Tingting: "The kid must have forgotten something and went back to get it. When he finds something, he will come back again."
Du Tingting smiled far-fetched. "I'm not a young girl anymore. I can't say that you can get pregnant if you get pregnant. Besides, I don't want to have another child. The arrival of this child was an accident."
The existence of this child is unfair to Mu Qiu. Now that the fetus has been accidentally miscarried, Du Tingting will definitely not be born again.
Hearing what Du Tingting said, Mu Qiu said, "It's okay to have another one. You are getting old, and you have to have a child to accompany me to be at ease."
Song Ci glanced at Mu Qiu from the corner of her eye, seeing her sincere expression, she didn't make a sound.
Du Tingting shook her head at Mu Qiu, she said, "No, you are enough for us."
"But I..." Mu Qiu tilted his head and looked away, and sighed in a low voice, "how many more days can I stay with you?" The heart attack this morning was just a wake-up call for her, reminding her to finish the unfinished business as soon as possible. I did it, no regrets.
Du Tingting felt at a loss, couldn't answer, and felt depressed.
The atmosphere was a bit heavy, and no one spoke.
Later, Song Ci was the first to break the silence. She said, "Mom doesn't have a change of clothes here, why don't I go back and get you clothes?"
Du Tingting suddenly bleeds heavily, Mu Qiu and Aunt Zhang rush to send Du Tingting to rescue, where can I get clothes? She is still wearing hospital clothes now.
Du Tingting has a delicate body, and she is allergic to the hospital gown she wears, and her body has a lot of red bumps. Hearing what Song Ci said, Du Tingting felt itchy all over her body.
"I just think this body is very itchy." Du Tingting scratched her shoulder and said to Song Ci, "By the way, bring me a set of clean sheets, and bring me the anti-mite instrument at home. I will sleep on the sheets in the hospital." I'm not used to it."
When Du Tingting was a girl in her natal family, she was a little princess. After marrying Mu Mian, although her life was a bit tight in the first few years, her life was still carefree. Later, when Mu Mian became prosperous, Du Tingting even seldom entered the kitchen.
It is understandable for a woman who has been pampered all her life to be hypocritical.
"good."
Song Ci got up and was about to leave, but Du Tingting suddenly looked at Mu Qiu again, and said to her, "Qiu'er, you go back with your sister, you need to rest, you can't stay here at night."
Mu Qiu subconsciously shook her head, "No!" She was worried about Du Tingting and wanted to be with Du Tingting. "I'm fine. I want to stay here with you, talk to you, and relieve boredom."
Du Tingting's expression darkened, "Be obedient!"
Mu Mian pushed the door open at this time, and he happened to hear the conversation between the mother and daughter, and said to Mu Qiu: "Qiu'er, go back with your sister, have a good rest at night, and don't come here again."
Mu Qiu didn't dare to disobey Mu Mian's intentions. Although Mu Mian usually doted on her, when he gave orders, Mu Qiu didn't dare to rebel.
"What about you, dad? Will you stay here with mom?"
"Of course I'll be here with your mother."
Only then did Mu Qiu agree to go home.
Song Ci and Mu Qiu came out of the ward. She saw Han Zhan standing at the other end of the corridor on the phone, so she stood there and waited for him.
Han Zhan turned around and saw Song Ci and Mu Qiu. He had a quick chat with the person on the other end of the phone before hanging up. Han Zhan strode over and asked Song Ci, "Come out so soon? Why don't you chat for a while?"
"I'm going to get some change of clothes for my mother." Song Ci asked Han Zhan, "Will Brother Han take me there?"
"I send you."
On the way back, Han Zhan drove, and Song Ci and Mu Qiu sisters sat in the back. The makeup on Mu Qiu's face was very light, revealing his original pale complexion.
Song Ci noticed that her complexion was not right, so she asked her: "Your complexion looks weak, are you feeling unwell?"
Mu Qiu hesitated and nodded. "Suddenly arrhythmia in the morning, very uncomfortable. Sister, I may not have much time to live."
Looking at Mu Qiu's young face, Song Ci's mood was complicated. For a moment, she thought about letting go of her hatred.
"I heard from my mother that Song Fei went to Congo." Mu Qiu suddenly mentioned Song Fei.
Hearing this, all the pity in Song Ci's heart dissipated, she hummed, and said, "I've been gone for more than a month."
Mu Qiu said again: "The Congo is very chaotic. I read news reports that there are often civil riots and riots there, and many people died."
Song Ci narrowed her eyes, didn't make a sound, just stared at Mu Qiu meaningfully. After a while, Song Ci looked away. She picked up the thermos cup and unscrewed the lid.
After taking a sip of hot water, Song Ci said, "That was Song Fei's own choice. Even if something happened, it would be her fate."
Mu Qiu turned his head to look at Song Ci, and asked her, "You really think so? Don't you worry about Song Fei?"
Song Ci: "Of course I am worried, but Song Fei said that it is her ideal to be a virus expert. She is so smart, she should benefit the country and mankind, and I can't stop her."
Mu Qiu admired Song Fei a little. She leaned her head against the glass window and sighed, "I envy her so much. She can show herself freely and can do whatever she wants."
"What are you envious of? Her job is full of dangers, but it's not that easy to do. Every time she faces a patient, she's wrapped up tightly, and it's hot and stuffy."
"That's true."
When they arrived at Mu's house, Mu Qiu and Song Ci packed Du Tingting's clothes together.
"Where are the sheets? Which one to choose?" Song Ci asked Mu Qiu.
Mu Qiu said: "There is a pink daisy set. Mom likes that set very much. I'll look for it." Mu Qiu squatted in front of the cabinet looking for sheets, while Song Ci was looking for a mite remover.
After searching all the bedside tables, but couldn't find the mite remover, Song Ci asked Mu Qiu again: "I didn't see the mite remover, do you know where it is?"
Without raising her head, Mu Qiu said, "Maybe it's in the toolbox downstairs. Auntie Zhang usually does the cleaning at home, and she also uses the mite remover."
"Then I'll go down and get it."
Song Ci went downstairs and found the mite remover in the corridor cabinet at the door of the nanny's room. She went upstairs with the mite remover, but she didn't pay attention when climbing the stairs. The soles of her feet slipped and fell on the steps.
Song Ci sat up slowly, hugged her aching calf, and grinned and called Han Zhan: "Brother Han, Brother Han, I fell and injured myself."
Han Zhan was feeding the koi in the yard of Mu's house. When he heard the movement, he put down the fish food plate and turned around and ran into the house.
Picking up Song Ci and putting it on the sofa, Han Zhan lifted up Song Ci's jeans. The trousers were too tight, and the fabric squeezed into Song Ci's wound during the process, and she couldn't help but hissed.
Han Zhan's movements were more gentle, but he blamed him: "Why are you wearing such tight pants? I'm afraid that others will not know that your legs are long and thin?"
"nice."
Han Zhan shook his head, not to continue talking to her.
Song Ci's calf bone had a bluish-purple scar, but the problem was not serious, and the bone was not injured. "I'll rub it with medicinal wine for you when I turn around, it's okay."
"good."
"I'm going upstairs to pick up my things, you wait for me here."
"good."
Han Zhan came to the door of the master bedroom on the second floor and walked in without knocking. Mu Qiu has already packed his things. She thought it was Song Ci who came in, and said without looking back, "Sister, everything is packed."
"Well, I'll mention it."
A man's voice suddenly sounded behind him, and Mu Qiu was startled. She turned around, stared at Han Zhan in surprise, and asked, "Brother-in-law, it's you, where is my sister?"
Han Zhan said: "When I went upstairs, I accidentally knocked on it and hurt my calf. I rested downstairs. Where is the thing?"
Mu Qiu pointed to the two large LV presbyopic bags on the ground. "Both packs."
Han Zhan bent down and easily lifted two large bags with one hand. He walked out carrying his bag, Mu Qiu followed behind him, and asked, "Is my sister not seriously injured?"
"Nothing serious."
When he was about to reach the stairwell, Han Zhan stopped suddenly.
Mu Qiu kept walking with her head hooked, but she didn't notice that Han Zhan stopped, and her head hit Han Zhan's back. "I'm sorry, brother-in-law."
Mu Qiu rubbed his forehead, took a step back, and looked up at Han Zhan in front of him, wondering why he stopped suddenly.
Han Zhan walked to the entrance of the corridor. He stared at the solid wooden stairs and said suddenly, "The stairs in your house are quite smooth. In one day, two people fell down in a row."
Mu Qiu looked at the corridor suspiciously, and she said, "Is there any? I have fallen a few times before, but after paying attention, I haven't fallen."
Han Zhan glanced at her and said, "Sometimes people are careless."
"Um."
When he got downstairs, Han Zhan squatted in front of Song Ci, facing Song Ci with his thick and powerful back. "Come up."
Seeing that Han Zhan was carrying two bags, Song Ci couldn't bear to press him. "I can go by myself."
"Carrying you is like carrying a milk doll." Han Zhan put down his bag, directly supported Song Ci's leg, and carried her on his back. "Hold on to yourself."
Han Zhan held the bag in one hand, supported Song Ci's thigh with the other hand, and walked out of the gate.
Song Ci wrapped her hands around Han Zhan's neck, her feet hooked Han Zhan's waist, and asked him, "Am I getting fat?"
Han Zhan: "I don't think so."
"I'm sorry." Han Zhan apologized suddenly.
Song Ci felt baffled, "Why are you apologizing to me?"
Han Zhan explained: "I was supposed to have a perfect date with you today. I haven't taken a walk by the river behind your back, watched the sunset together, had a couple's meal together, watched a movie, and kissed goodnight."
"It's okay." Song Ci rubbed her cheek against Han Zhan's short hair, and she said, "Don't you just carry me behind your back now, and you have completed the project of walking behind your back during the date."
"I always feel that I have wronged you." The first date left regrets in Han Zhan's heart. He thought about finding an opportunity another day to make up for Song Ci's perfect date.
When he was about to reach the car, Song Ci suddenly called out in a low voice, "Brother Han."
Han Zhan: "Yes."
Song Ci: "There is a ghost on that staircase."
Han Zhan paused slightly, as if he was not surprised, he hummed and continued to walk to the car.
Putting Song Ci down, Han Zhan stuffed things into the trunk, watched Song Ci sit in the co-pilot and fasten his seat belt, and then Han Zhan sat in the driver's seat.
When the car drove out of the small courtyard of the Mu family, Han Zhan could see the majestic gate of Zijing Capital, and then Han Zhan asked Song Ci, "What did you find?"
Song Ci said: "Aunt Zhang said that my mother accidentally fell when she was going downstairs, and she didn't stop until she fell down on the corner platform."
"So, my mother fell on the stairs on the corner platform between the second floor and the first floor. I went upstairs just now and walked in the middle on purpose, but I fell."
"Go in the middle?" Han Zhan grasped the strangeness, and asked, "Why go in the middle?"
Song Ci looked at the front of the car, his portrait seemed to be shaking. She said: "Because my mother went up and down the stairs and used to walk in the middle." Only the closest people can remember these details.
In the future, the daily update will be divided into two chapters, the number of words is reasonable, and it does not seem so tiring.
(end of this chapter)