Looking at Ling and Davis frolicking in the water mirror, Jiang Chan also had a smile in her eyes. Ling and Davis, this is something she never thought about. Davis, this is a typical old cow eating tender grass.
But that's good. Davis is still a very responsible person and takes good care of people. If Ling is with Davis, he should live well.
But Davis wants to marry Ling back. It's estimated that it will take some effort. After all, Arnold and Auston don't look like people who can let go easily.
After breaking up the water mirror, Jiang Chan returned to her senses and saw the French books spread out in front of her. When seeing those characters, Jiang Chan frowned. It was really difficult to learn by herself. But it doesn't matter. What she likes most is to conquer fields she's not familiar with.
"After wandering around the interstellar age, do you still want to read medicine?" a crisp voice sounded in Jiang Chan's ear. Jiang Chan turned around and saw a Thumbelina suspended in front of her.
The little girl is carved with powder and jade, and her voice is also very clear and sweet, just like Thumbelina in fairy tales. Even a person like Jiang Chan who thinks she doesn't like cute things can't help crying in her heart when she sees the little girl.
Isn't that cute?
"Qingyuan?" Jiang Chan called tentatively. Her tone was a little hesitant, but she was sure.
"It's me. You've done a particularly good job in this interstellar era." Qingyuan held his arm and smiled on his cold little face. "Thanks to you, my spirit has been condensed and formed, and it's no longer the shape of the light mass in the past."
"I didn't do anything, did I?" Jiang Chan frowned. She just went to the star age to brush the achievements of a pharmacist. How did she have such a great impact on Qingyuan?
"In your opinion, you haven't done anything, but you have improved many danfang in the fairy world into the medicine formula of the interstellar era, which greatly reduces the casualty rate of the interstellar era and promotes the progress of the era. This is a great merit."
"Because I sent you to do the task, I also got some of these merits, but I still can't compare with you." Qingyuan covered her eyes. Those merits on Jiang Chan are about to blind her eyes, okay?
"Well, it's good for you. I don't pay attention to merit and virtue. What I care about most is whether I have gained. Besides, it's interesting to improve those medicine formulas."
Jiang Chan listened. Even though she didn't think about merit when she studied those pharmaceutical formulas, in fact, Qingyuan only told her about merit in the first world, and then she never mentioned it again. Jiang Chan put it behind her.
"You are a pure person." Qingyuan suddenly said such a sentence after a moment of silence.
Jiang Chan's fingers turned a page of the book: "maybe, it's not bad to concentrate on doing what you like and be a pure person. It's the happiest to know what you want and strive to achieve your goals."
"Although I think the travel in the interstellar age is good, it can't cover up the fact that you cheated me. You promised me about the medical module and gene repair fluid at the beginning. As a result, it sounds good!"
See Qingyuan around, Jiang Chan also make complaints about it. After such a long time of contact, the relationship between Jiang Chan and Qingyuan is more like friends, and they talk more closely.
In fact, in this world, perhaps only she and Qingyuan are the closest, because they share a common secret. They are like friends and relatives who help each other.
But this can't cover up Qingyuan fooling her to perform the task. Ya is chasing her all day and asking her to do the task. Although she did learn a lot, Jiang Chan still had a trace of weakness in her heart.
"Oh, don't worry about that. Think about the high-tech civilizations you saw in the interstellar age? Are they particularly dazzling? Have you gained a lot of knowledge when you go out?"
Qingyuan sees the situation and is busy changing the topic. Jiang Chan hummed softly in her heart, "well, I don't care about you. I'm not lazy to do the task. Do you chase after me all the time?"
Qingyuan suddenly squatted down and hugged his knees with both hands. His tone was a little choked: "little cicada, I don't want to urge you all the time, but I really don't want to survive in the state of soul. I still want to recover as soon as possible and go back to my world. Only when I'm no longer a person can I know how important it is to be down-to-earth..."
Jiang Chan could not see Qingyuan's expression, but there was something wrong with Qingyuan's voice. She is not a very comforting character: "well, stop acting. Don't you feel embarrassed that you can act in front of a little girl?"
Qingyuan didn't speak. A faint sob came, and Jiang Chan moved uneasily. This always strong man suddenly became weak. She really couldn't bear it.
"OK, don't cry. I'm not busy these days. Can't I do more tasks and save more merit?" Jiang Chan simply put down her books and comforted Qingyuan attentively.
"Are you serious?" a surprised voice came, and Jiang Chan's face suddenly turned black. Where is there a tear on Qingyuan's face? In other words, she is in a state of soul. Do you have tears?
She closed the book with chagrin and muttered to herself that her grade was too low. Can live to the age of Qingyuan, isn't that an old goblin? It's flexible and flexible. You can lose your face when necessary.
"As for you? What about the trust between people? If you say you are an old man and you and I, a little girl, pretend to be weak and pathetic, you are not ashamed?"
"What's the matter? If you can mend my soul, it doesn't matter if I call you father." Qingyuan now regained her cold appearance, but her words are particularly shameless.
Jiang Chan turned her eyes. She thought that her moral integrity had reached the edge of collapse in the task world one by one, but she didn't expect that one fan was still higher than a mountain. Qingyuan, who doesn't show mountains and dew, has such a weak concept of moral integrity.
But then again, does she have such a thing as integrity?
Unheeded advice make complaints about the heart make complaints about the heart of the ginger cicada.
The process is not important, as long as she achieves the result she wants.