Jiujiu's question made Han Chuli confused for a moment. After a moment, Han Chuli said, "I don't know. I like you anyway."
He doesn't know why he likes Jiujiu, but like is like. It's as natural as eating, drinking and breathing. If he likes a person, there's not so much truth to say.
If you still need to be reasonable to like a person, it is to talk about conditions, not like.
Jiujiu pursed her lips and smiled, "I promise you, I want to fall in love in the future. I will consider you first and never consider others. You can rest assured now."
"Yes."
Jiujiu's promise gave him a reassurance.
But, "what kind of boys do you like?"
He has known Nanqiao for so many years, and Nanqiao has a good attitude towards everyone. After leaving the hospital this time, he has a better attitude towards himself. Therefore, Han Chuli is not sure what type Jiujiu likes, and he is even more confused about whether Jiujiu likes or doesn't like himself.
To say no, she is so good to herself, but to say yes, she is so good to everyone. It's really hard to do.
"Like this kind of thing, it depends on fate and eye edge." think of the person in your mind, Jiujiu smiled. "If you can say what you like in a few words, it's not like."
Han Chuli thought carefully and thought that this sentence was very reasonable, so he didn't continue to ask.
After talking to Han Chuli, Nanjia and Nan Weihong will arrive.
Compared with Nan Weihong's hanging up, Nan Jiake has been at school.
And because he is Nanqiao's brother, the teacher pays attention to him in every class and encourages him to learn like his sister.
At the beginning, Nanjia really didn't know what the teacher meant, but when she learned that her sister had won the provincial champion, Nanjia was dull for one second, and then burst into tears.
His sister was unconscious in the hospital for three months. She didn't have to think about it. She certainly couldn't keep up with her study progress at work. Her study was certainly not as good as before. Therefore, she can be the first in the province this time. She must have made a lot of efforts in recent days.
At the thought of Jiujiu recovering from a serious illness, she has to stay up late every day to read and study. Nanjia's heart is particularly bad.
Because Jiujiu is so ill that she studies hard. If she doesn't study hard, isn't it sorry for Jiujiu.
On weekdays, Nanjia listens to what he likes. Today, even if it is a boring course, he can bear to listen.
After listening to the one-day course, Nanjia couldn't wait to go home as soon as she finished school.
As soon as she got home, Nanjia rushed to Jiujiu's bedroom, stabbed her head into Jiujiu's arms and hit Jiujiu's chest with pain.
Jiujiu instantly turned black.
My mother, this is meat. This is her meat.
If she didn't like Nanjia, she would definitely fight.
Jiujiu touched Nanjia's head, smiled and said, "what's the matter? Is this?"
"Elder sister, you are the number one scholar in this province."
It was clearly a festive thing, but Jiujiu seemed to hear a cry.
Jiujiu touched Nanjia's head with a smile and asked, "what's the matter? I'm the number one scholar in the province. Aren't you happy?"
Nanjia shook her head. He must be happy that her sister had won the provincial champion. However, his heart was particularly uncomfortable at the thought of the hardships her sister might suffer in order to win the provincial champion.
"Sister, I will study hard in the future and take the provincial champion."
In his last life, Nanjia was diagnosed with acute leukemia in the physical examination in the second half of the third semester of Nanjia junior high school, and then he was directly hospitalized. Because Nanqiao and nanweihong's bone marrow could not match Nanjia, he could only wait for the appropriate bone marrow, and he was waiting, and then he needed to keep taking medicine and chemotherapy to control the disease.
Even if Cheng Baitang helps to find it, where can a suitable bone marrow be found so quickly.
Even if Cheng Baitang gave the best medical conditions, Nanjia did not suffer less from the hardships and crimes that should be suffered. However, Nanjia still had no one left.
After Nanjia's death, nanweihong blamed himself for being useless. If he wasn't useless, Nanqiao wouldn't choose to be kept by Cheng Baitang.
His son is gone. He doesn't want his daughter to continue to be like this. He jumps down directly from the upstairs of the hospital and wants to exchange his death for Nanqiao's freedom.
What Nan Weihong doesn't know is that when Nanqiao was raised by Cheng Baitang, she told herself that Nanjia can survive as long as she continues to endure.
Now, Nanjia is gone, and nanweihong is dead. Nanqiao is like a flower that has been deprived of nutrients in an instant. He is lifeless in an instant.
Nan Weihong wants to use his death to make Nanqiao free, but Cheng Botang's family is big and powerful. Except for death, Nanqiao can't escape Cheng Botang's palm.
Their families could not be reunited before they died or after they died.
In Nanqiao's memory, Nanjia has the most memories about Nanjia. Nanjia looks pale, closes her eyes, and lies in the intensive care unit with tubes all over her.
The long-term chemotherapy tortured Nanjia, who was originally healthy and lively, into a lonely and silent boy.
Looking at the healthy and lively Nanjia in front of her, Jiujiu couldn't help but reach out and pinch the tender meat on Nanjia's cheek.
Hold it hard and pull it away.
Looking at Nanjia's grinning but particularly docile appearance, she couldn't help laughing.
Nanjia is so cute.
In this life, she will guard Nanjia well.
Jiujiu and Nanjia are communicating. Nanweihong is back.
Seeing that there were no familiar meals in the restaurant and his two children, Nan Weihong seemed to smell an unusual smell.
Nan Weihong walked to the bedroom, looked at Jiujiu and Nanjia standing opposite and asked, "what do you want to eat, I'll buy vegetables."
"Dad, let's eat out today."
"Eat outside?"
Because his wife died early, Nan Weihong didn't want to remarry. In order to feed his two children, the careless man rushed the ducks to the shelves and was more careful than the woman.
Nanjia is going to be the third day of junior high school in the second half of the semester. He must apply for a cram school. Jiujiu must have failed in the exam this time. He must repeat his study. He has to spend money one by one, which makes his original income OK. He is also a little stretched.
Therefore, when he heard Jiu Jiu say "eat out", Nan Weihong's first reaction was to eat out. It's too expensive.
Seeing Nan Weihong's embarrassed and tangled face, Jiu Jiu smiled and said, "Dad, did you receive a call today?"
"Yes, it's a liar. He said you were the provincial champion this time. I'll hang up."
Nanjia, "..."
Jiujiu chuckled.
Nan Weihong still thinks he is a liar. No wonder her head teacher looks wronged.