Chapter 597

Liang qiange shrinks in the room, turns off the light, and uses the projector to read the love diary.

It was originally said that she would not watch a good episode, but it will be announced by the government tomorrow. She removed Bo Xiushen's mobile phone number from the blacklist and decided to break up completely.

So since all of them have to be natural and unrestrained, why should they deliberately avoid the programs with him?

After watching it, what happened? She used to watch our holiday occasionally. Why couldn't it be her turn to watch love diary?

Liang qiange watched the whole afternoon in the room and watched all the previous broadcast. Now the latest issue has been broadcast. She and Bo Xiushen went to the paper making shop to work. Bo Xiushen lied to her that the paper doll was blinking.

"Dong Dong Dong Dong." There's a knock outside.

Liang qiange called out: "what are you doing?"

Outside was Liang Xiaoyi's voice: "Mom, have dinner."

Liang qiange suspended the video and left the room in slippers.

Outside, the dishes made by Aunt Mei smell delicious. Liang qiange washed her hands and sat down at the table, waiting to be fed.

Aunt Mei scoops a bowl of Chicken Soup for Liang qiange. She knows that Liang qiange will join the group later. She thinks that she has been working so hard all the time. Now she feeds Liang qiange with a chicken every day to make up for her.

Ning Jiao came over the day before yesterday and said that she didn't know that Liang qiange was in confinement.

Liang qiange drank the soup, ate the meal, and wanted to go back to the room.

Liang Xiaoyi suddenly stopped him: "Mom, let's go downstairs and have a look."

Liang qiange looked back at his son: "what are you shopping for?"

"Just take a walk, everything's good. Mom either plays with her mobile phone or watches videos every day. You don't exercise any more. It's unhealthy," Liang said

Liang qiange sniffed and felt that his son was right. He went back to his room to change his clothes, wear a hat and mask, and led his son downstairs.

In the evening, there were many people in the community square. Liang Xiaoyi suddenly called out, "Zai Zai."

Liang qiange looked in the direction he called and saw a plump woman walking with a dog.

"Little translation." The woman cried with a smile, and then she touched the head of the big dog in front of her and said, "here comes brother Xiaoyi."

"Mom, that's Zaizai and Zaizai's grandmother." Liang Xiaoyi said and ran to play with the big dog.

Liang qiange slowly followed him. The woman asked curiously, "are you the mother of Xiaoyi?"

Liang qiange nodded: "yes."

"Are you

Liang qiange touched his mask and said, "I have a cold."

"Pay attention to keeping warm when cooling down recently." Zizai's grandmother said, and looked at Liang qiange and said, "I've always heard Xiaoyi mention his mother, but I haven't seen it yet. Your little translator is so good. The old people who have children in the community don't like him. If my daughter gives birth to such a grandson in the future, I'll wake up laughing in my dreams."

The two chatted. After a while, Zizai's grandmother should take him back, so she left first. Liang qiange found a chair in the community and sat down. Looking at her son as if he were a social flower, he could talk to anyone in the neighborhood. Suddenly, he felt very funny.

From her point of view, don't study it any more. It's easy to lose your hair when you are under great pressure. Her son is quite suitable for diplomacy. Isn't it all good to be a diplomat and a lawyer when he grows up? Why do you have to follow Bo Xiushen to study science? Isn't it good to learn liberal arts?

Thinking of Bo Xiushen, Liang qiange became depressed again. Finally, she did not want to be bored. She watched her son wandering around.

After walking downstairs for half an hour, the mother and the son planned to go back. As soon as they arrived, Liang Xiaoyi suddenly remembered something and said, "I forgot to buy a battery."

Liang qiange asked, "what battery?"

"The battery of the remote control at home is dead," Liang said

Liang qiange smacked his lips and opened the door to let his son in and said, "I'll go and buy it. What size is it?"

Liang Xiaoyi said, "No.7, buy more spare parts."

Liang qiange answered and turned to the elevator.

The community supermarket downstairs is very large, and there are many people at this time.

When Liang qiange was in line, she took out her mobile phone to brush wechat. When she was waiting for her, she didn't respond. It was someone in the back who gently touched her.

Liang qiange regained consciousness and quickly took two steps forward and paid for the battery.

When she left, she subconsciously looked at the people behind her, which suddenly stopped her.

When did Bo Xiushen come?

Liang qiange was silly and stood still.

Bo Xiushen bought a bottle of water and paid for it. When he turned around, he saw Liang qiange standing by and staring at him.

He went up to her, took her by the hand and took her outside.

Liang qiange was pulled to the garden by him in a muddleheaded way. She just reacted and shook off his hand and frowned tightly.

At this time, there were fewer and fewer people walking around. Bo Xiushen chose this remote place, and there was no one nearby.Liang qiange looks at him coldly around his arms.

I heard Bo Xiushen say, "it's too dark. You're still wearing a hat and mask. I can't see your eyes and feel the coldness you release."

Liang qiange choked, relying on the darkness here, no one would find out. He took off the mask, looked up and said, "see it now?"

"Yes." Bo Xiushen said, "it's beautiful."

Liang qiange closed his eyes and said, "don't use rhetoric. I don't want to eat this set."

Bo Xiushen reached for her hand.

Liang qiange avoided his hand: "what are you doing?"

"Go and sit there." Thin SEU glanced at the chair next to him.

"No, just say what you want."

Bo Xiushen pursed his lips, remained silent for a while and asked, "how should I state my position after your statement is issued tomorrow?"

Liang qiange frowned: "didn't Chunjin tell you clearly?"

"No

Liang qiange doesn't know whether it's true or not. Chunjin has always been reliable in handling affairs. In general, such mistakes will not occur. Besides, official propaganda is a major event.

Liang qiange was too lazy to analyze Bo Xiushen's intention, and said directly, "you just go back. It's personality incompatibility, so the relationship is broken. It has nothing to do with either party. It's a peaceful break-up."

Thin repair sink droop eyes.

Liang qiange said, "are you ok? It's OK. I'm going up. "

She turned to go, Bo Xiushen called her: "thousand songs."

Liang qiange stood still.

"Miss Sheng is Sheng Li."

Liang qiange was stunned for a moment. It seemed that she was recalling who Shengli was. After thinking about it, she pursed her lips and said, "I don't want to know."

Bo Xiushen nodded: "well, you don't want to. I want to tell you."

Liang qiange said, "it's ok now?"

"Something."

Liang qiange asked, "what's the matter?"

"I don't know."

Liang qiange frowned: "ah?"

Bo Xiushen looked into her eyes and said, "I don't know what's going on, but if you're willing to stay, there's something important."

"Boring." Liang qiange said, turning to go.

Bo Shushen pulled her arm and turned her around.

Liang qiange was pulled by her and bumped into him. The fire came up and said angrily, "let go! Don't think I won't hit you

"Fight." Bo Xiushen pinched her wrist tightly, looked at her face with low eyes and said, "if you are depressed, you can fight any way."

"I'm not angry. I see it."

Bo Xiushen did not speak.

Liang qiange struggled to take back his hand, thin repair sink not put, Liang qiange a bite teeth, mercilessly stare at him.

Bo Xiushen met her eyes.

Liang qiange suddenly raised another hand, "pa" a sound, in the dark, the sudden sound of the movement and sound of the deafening.

Bo Xiushen was beaten to the side of his head, and his cheek was burning and painful. Liang qiange didn't leave his hands on this slap. He hit it heavily and heavily. Bo Xiushen tasted a bit of rust in his mouth.

"Not loose yet?" Liang qiange asked.

Bo Xiushen turned his head back, and his left cheek seemed to swell up. Instead of holding Liang qiange's wrist, he took her hand, pressed her slightly trembling palm with his finger belly, kneaded and asked, "does it hurt?"