This time, Canghai didn't squint, Sun Ningjun turned his head and glanced at him. He bowed his head. Full of thoughts.

"Auntie, aunt ......?"

"Auntie, what's wrong with you?"

“…… It's nothing. Sun Ningjun put his hand on the ladder again, raised his head and said, "You come down." ”

So the fourth lap was gone.

Canghai walked straight out of the courtyard. There were few people on the left and right of the bedroom, and even if they accidentally glanced at the hem of their clothes, they quickly avoided it. Canghai couldn't help but be quite happy. So he turned left and right with his temperament, until there was a dead end in front of him.

So Canghai was even more pleased. Turn around and take a different turn. Another dead end.

Canghai also felt doubts in his heart. According to Ji Ying's temperament, it should be best not to bother me if there is something, but since yesterday evening, Canghai had to call him down, and after he had to help with the dressing, he walked around Canghai when there was nothing to do. Although he didn't show up, Canghai knew that he was there. Maybe it's behind the splendid screen by the window.

Perhaps it is also one of the insecurities that causes Canghai to not be able to sleep.

This morning, Ji Ying actually came to wake him up, brought him water and handed him a towel, wiped his body and changed his dressing, and folded his clothes and quilts. However, Ji Ying is still indifferent. And when he saw Canghai's face, he frowned. Ji Ying, who made Canghai delusional, thought a long time ago, hated herself to a certain extent, but it was not an illusion.

So I thought, ah, it turns out that he still hates me, it's good.

So I really feel like I'm being taken care of by a distant uncle I've never met. The most depressing focus of this matter is the "elders". Being taken care of by an elder of a strange relative can be imagined. The kind of generation gap that is related by blood, what he wants to say, but he doesn't know what to say, the uncle still seems to be enjoying himself.

So, I can't help but think that although this uncle is not familiar with me, he still likes me. At the very least, they are willing to take care of me.

In the end, because he was afraid that others would see that it was breakfast eaten by two people, Ji Ying left hungry. Although Canghai still felt that the uncle was still nearby.

To be honest, even Jiang Yue Qingliu had never taken care of him like this.

But there is obviously not only one person who can be seen everywhere and uninvited.

"Uh-huh...... It turned out to be a labyrinth," Canghai stretched his neck to look at the white plum petals outside the wall, and his eyes were as comfortable as a cat, "and gossip according to the five elements." ”

The dark lines of the branches of the white plum are generally imprinted on the back of his white neck. And said: "Isn't there no difference between planting plum blossoms in a place like yours and setting up a memorial arch?"

"Naturally, there is. A female voice replied, not only not annoyed, but also smiling. Answered, and was silent for a long time.

Canghai had no choice but to say, "What's the difference?"

The female voice replied with a smile: "The plum blossom does not mean something, but it only blooms in winter." In addition to plum blossoms, there are also lotus tweeds planted in the pond. ”

Canghai said: "Ouch......"

The female voice laughed again: "Tang Gongzi didn't get lost yesterday, why did he work in vain today?

Canghai said: "This plum blossom and lotus flower are planted by you, and it is really eight lifetimes of blood mold." ”

The female voice couldn't stop laughing.

Canghai said again: "Why don't you just come close to me for me, but go around in circles?"

The female voice laughed: "I'm afraid of upsetting you." ”

Canghai said: "Then you come out." ”

The female voice said, "I didn't hide it in the first place, but you turned around and saw me." ”

But the sea just doesn't turn around.

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