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Guo Jingjing took the things he bought into the kitchen. He took out the antipyretic medicine he had bought. He washed a packet of Ganmaoling, added an antipyretic, anti-inflammatory drug and cough syrup, and took it to the Hefan shop. When he passed the living room, the bowl of porridge had not been moved. It was like a Hefan shop lying on the sofa. Guo Jingjing pursed his lips and immediately pursed his lips He Fanxing was a little sleepy, mainly because of his migraine caused by fever. He also heard his mobile phone ring, but he didn't have the heart to answer it. The door was pushed open. When people stood in front of him, he did not open his eyes and said: "don't clean up today. Go back to the mouth. His voice has changed, With blocked breath stuck in the throat, Guo Jingjing is uncomfortable to listen to, let alone talk about people, must be more uncomfortable.

Guo Jingjing did not speak, put the medicine and water on the tea table, squatted down to pull the Hefan line. He Fanxing didn't like to be touched. His arm was pulled, his eyebrows were locked, and he shook his hand to let people go.

"Don't you understand me?"

He Fanxing said and turned his head to see Guo Jingjing's face close at hand. He Fanxing obviously didn't expect that he would come back. He was really stunned for a moment.

After Guo Jingjing helped him up, he turned and handed him the medicine and the infusion, saying, "take the medicine."

He Fanxing was stunned and reached for the thing. Guo Jingjing looked at him and urged him to hurry up. He Fanxing didn't ask for any medicine. He looked up with a few pills and drank all of them at one breath. Guo Jingjing handed over the cough syrup again, and he Fanxing ate it honestly.

Guo Jingjing quietly took the cup, took it to the bottom of the pool to wash, and then came back to pick up the porridge on the table. The natural gas stove and smoking machine in the kitchen were all new. It was obvious that no one had ever used it. Guo Jingjing knew that the man had never had a fire at home, and that a clever woman could not cook without rice. Guo Jingjing wanted to take care of the porridge He had no choice but to put it into the microblog to reheat it, and then sort out the medicine he bought. He bought a lot of them, such as antipyretic, cold medicine, antitussive medicine and anti-inflammatory drug, which were all summed up from experience. It's really not good to live alone without these things.

He Fanxing could not sleep. Some of them staggered to get up and walked towards Guo Jingjing. Guo Jingjing was totally unprepared. He hugged his waist from behind. Guo Jingjing was frozen all over. He could only hear the sound of the microwave oven turning around.

"Why did you come back?" He Fanxing buried half of his face on Guo Jingjing's shoulder, closed his eyes and asked in a broken voice. It was rare for him to have a pathetic smell.

"Let go

Guo Jingjing struggled hard. Obviously, he overestimated the current Hefan line. He pushed people out directly and bumped his back against the other half of the stove. Fortunately, he Fanxing forced himself on the table, otherwise he would have to fall down.

However, the impact was also very hard. The stove was made of marble, so it was so strong that he Fanxing bent over for a long time and did not recover.

Guo Jingjing also knew that he had just lost his sense of propriety. When he thought of he Fanxing's "half dead" appearance, most of the reasons were because of him. He could not stand up with a cold face and held up he Fanxing's arm with a cold face. He Fanxing gritted his teeth and looked up at him. Guo Jingjing frowned and said, "be honest, you are not my opponent now Knowing that he said this, he Fanxing suddenly laughed and looked in a good mood.

Guo Jingjing felt that his brain might have been burned. He did not pay any attention to him. He took the man to the sofa and sat down. When he turned to leave, he reached for his wrist.

"Ah Jing, didn't you go? Why do you come back? Can you tell me why? "

Guo Jingjing looked down at him and said, "in short, it's not what you think. I just don't want to owe others."

Then he opened his hand and went to the kitchen. The porridge was already hot. Maybe because of the repeated heating, the bowl of porridge became very thick and did not have much appetite. Guo Jingjing took another bowl, put half of the porridge into the empty bowl, filled the water bottle with water, mixed with chopsticks, and looked better than before. Guo Jingjing brought a bowl to he fan OK, he Fanxing has never seen this kind of eating method, and I still feel very strange when I look at the bowl.

Guo Jingjing thought he disliked him and said, "you don't even have a pot. You can only eat like this. It's better than starving."

He Fanxing took the chopsticks and did not move. He watched Guo Jingjing turn around and pick up another bowl of porridge. He Fanxing thought that the porridge in his bowl was the same as that in Guo Jingjing's bowl. He had no appetite at all. Now he really wanted to try it.

After they finished their porridge, Guo Jingjing went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. He Fanxing, who was lying on his back on the sofa, barely narrowed his eyes and looked at Guo Jingjing's busy work. He Fanxing somehow remembered what Guo Jingjing had said before.

I still like a house with a yard. I'd better have a dog.

The dog is very smart, usually practice it more, let it watch the door when not at home, no one wants to steal things from your house!

At that moment, he Fanxing suddenly thought, what fight for power, what kind of revenge, are all bullshit. He would rather buy a house with a courtyard, keep a dog with Guo Jingjing and lead their only children. It is not a blessing to live a peaceful life like this.Perhaps, such a day is not impossible. If he focuses on the latter, gives up everything he has now, and after finishing what he should do, he can choose to leave that home. He is fully capable of making himself and the people he cares about live a superior life

He Fanxing was so confused and confused that Guo Jingjing's side was over. The medicine was placed in the back of the cabinet. He came to he Fanxing and said, "go to the room and lie down first. You can't do well like this."

He Fanxing's reaction was slow for half a beat before he came back to his senses and said, "well, good."

Seeing that he Fanxing got up with some difficulty, Guo Jingjing stretched out his hand and pulled him over his shoulder and took him into the bedroom.

He Fanxing could not help laughing when he was lying in bed.

Guo Jingjing did not understand, frowned and asked him, "what are you laughing at?" Can you laugh when it's all like this?

He Fanxing looked at him tenderly and said, "nothing. I just think it was you who was ill last night. Today I became myself. I feel a little bit of emotion at the moment."

He Fanxing said, "ah Jing, thank you."

With that, he closed his eyes. This time he really fell asleep.

Zhang Qing has been on a fire recently, and a circle of blisters has appeared in the people's room overnight. The prickly heat is as big as the prickly heat, which is painful and itchy. It makes people crazy.

Guo Jingjing didn't come back from school yesterday. When Zhang Qing called him, no one answered. Only one woman said that the other party had shut down. Zhang Qing was in a hurry. She had been standing at the door until more than ten o'clock. There was still no shadow of Guo Jingjing at the entrance of the village. Zhang Qing couldn't sit still. He immediately called Wang Jiangmin. Wang Jiangmin saw that the voice in his phone was not right, and he told him to let him Don't worry, he'll be here immediately.

When Wang Jiangmin arrived, it was almost 11 o'clock. He had originally wanted to be faster. However, he could see that all the patients were late in transfusion. When he arrived, he saw Zhang Qing standing at the door of his house with an umbrella. His thin body shivered in the autumn rain.

Wang Jiangmin's face was black, and he came to hold on to the advanced house without saying a word.

"Didn't it rain so hard? Jingjing is not a child of seven or eight years old. Is it necessary to be so worried? Worried that you don't cherish yourself so much? "

Wang Jiangmin got angry. Zhang Qinghong put his eyes around his eyes and said, "no matter how old he is, he is also my son. He hasn't come back so late and his mobile phone doesn't work. How can I not be in a hurry?"

Wang Jiangmin also knows that what he said is wrong. He doesn't know how important Guo Jingjing is to Zhang Qing. But when he looks at Zhang Qing's station, his face turns blue with cold in the rain, he can't help it.

Although they know that they are father and son, they are only father and son, but every time he sees Zhang Qing being so good to Guo Jingjing, Wang Jiangmin can't suppress his jealousy, even if it is a share. If Zhang Qing is good to Guo Jingjing, he is worth dying.

Wang Jiangmin licked some dry lips and stretched out his hand to pull Zhang Qing's arm, trying to calm himself down.

"Brother Qing, calm down first. I'll call the headmaster of Jingjing and ask her if she knows anything about it, OK?

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Zhang Qing nodded his head in a hurry: "good, good, Amin, fight quickly."

Wang Jiangmin pursed his lips, took out his mobile phone and called Zhu Yun. Zhu Yun said that she didn't know, but she would help to ask other people and ask Wang Jiangmin to wait for her call.

Zhu Yun is very efficient. She calls back in less than five minutes. She says that Guo Jingjing left school in a man's car. Zhu Yun roughly describes the other party. Wang Jiangmin's face immediately appears in his mind. He Fanxing! The man who sent Zhang Qing to his clinic that day.

If you don't worry about Mr. He Jingmin, some of you are worried about Mr. He Jingmin. If you don't want to call Mr. He Jingmin, don't forget to call him Brother Ching? Are you okay? How can you look so ugly? "

Before Wang Jiangmin finished his words, Zhang Qing suddenly changed his face and sat down in the sofa. He seemed to have been hit by a lot.

"He Fanxing Ah Jing and he fan are together. They are together... "

"Brother Qing," Wang Jiangmin was frightened by his appearance and tried to call him back. "Brother Qing, do you hear me? Are you okay? What happened? What's wrong with Jingjing and Mr. He? "

"They They... " Zhang Qingnan Muran, a little excited. "Ah Jing, he may be..."