Yan Ziqing put on the white shirt Xu Qizhen bought him the next day.

His clothes are always bright in color, which is a fashionable way to wear in Nanyang. Suddenly, we are not used to seeing him so simple and formal.

Yan Lao looked at him for several times at breakfast.

When he went out, others would ask him, "which big man is this going to meet? The governor?"

He also met a secretary in the street.

Si Xingpei is a military uniform. In the increasingly hot June, his clothes are neat and his buttons are buttoned to the top one.

Yan Ziqing was a little surprised. In his memory, Si Xinglu was a jerk. But in retrospect, the jerk dressed properly every time, whether in military or civilian clothes.

"Why are you dressed so strangely?" The Secretary frowned. "Where's your fancy shirt? It looks like Xu Qizhen's dog is wearing clothes."

Yan Ziqing: "

After wearing it once, he couldn't wait to take it off when he came home. He directly said to Xu Qizhen, "I won't wear that shirt?"

If he has problems, he can communicate directly, so as to save everyone's time. If he can do it, he can't do it.

Xu Qizhen is making a wine garden. The kitchen was muggy and her cheeks were covered with sweat, so her eyes became brighter and brighter, like transparent gemstones.

She wondered, "what's the matter?"

"Others look at me like watching monkey play. It's strange." Yan Ziqing said.

Xu Qizhen laughed loudly.

She bought that dress to replace the old shirt he broke. It was a thing with more meaning than form.

Unexpectedly, Yan Ziqing mistakenly thought he needed to wear it every day.

"If I ask you to wear this every day, I will buy you three or four pieces and match you with trousers, leather shoes and socks." Xu Qizhen said, "it's just a dress. Just put it in the wardrobe. Who told you to really wear it?"

Yan Ziqing: "

Xu Qizhen held back her smile and made a midnight snack for her family. When she recalled that thing, she still couldn't help laughing.

Yan Ziqing held her down.

He said, "stop snickering. It's so fun to tease me?"

Xu Qizhen couldn't help laughing.

Yan Ziqing kissed her.

This time, he returned to his former appearance. He was unconscious in bed. He would call her name and ask her how she felt.

He is serious about communicating with her physically. He guided her to get familiar with him, and he himself tried to understand her preferences as much as possible.

Xu Qizhen was sweating at the end of a hearty.

When taking a bath, she thought her life was back on the right path. Yan Ziqing said that he really put it down. He was not the kind of person who hesitated repeatedly. Xu Qizhen tilted her lips slightly.

Yan Ziqing took a bath later. When he came out of the bathroom, Xu Qizhen was already reading in bed.

He came over and kissed her. "That's the same sentence. I'd like to accept two bedrooms, but you need me to stay and just talk."

Xu Qizhen smiles.

She couldn't sleep well at night. It was sick. The doctor said she needed time to act like a normal person.

She reached out and touched Yan Ziqing's face: "wait. Don't ask later. You can go after taking a bath. Once I need you to stay, I'll speak. Is that ok?"

"Will you be embarrassed?" Yan Ziqing looked into her eyes and asked.

Xu Qizhen thought for a moment: "No."

Yan Ziqing suddenly became interested in chatting. He sat by her bed: "maybe it will change. If you fall in love with me one day, you will become coy, eccentric, moody, sensitive and suspicious..."

He described a large string, "maybe at that time, if you want me to stay, you won't take the initiative to mention it. You'll only be angry or avoid yourself. What should I do? How can I understand your mind?"

Xu Qizhen looked at him.

Finally, she laughed.

She said, "you have loved others, so have I. now I know what you look like in love. It's sad, Third Master Yan, are you so sensitive?"

He described a disordered personality as the way he fell in love. Otherwise, how could he know so well?

Yan Ziqing became angry and threw her down.

This time it was even more frustrating. He deliberately teased her, which made Xu Qizhen almost want to collapse. He was still in her ear, with a low voice and flirting: "please, call my brother."

Xu Qizhen seemed to hear her call "brother" and ignited Yan Ziqing.

When it was over, she seemed to faint for two minutes because her short memory could not be found.

After taking a bath again, it was two o'clock in the morning.

Xu Qizhen didn't have the strength to open her eyes. Naturally, she wouldn't pay attention to whether there were other breathing sounds around her.

When she woke up, it was six o'clock in the morning. She got up on time every day.

On her bed, Yan Ziqing slept soundly.

Xu Qizhen thought of sleeping soundly all night without the pain of shallow sleep, and looked at Yan Ziqing again.

She finally knew the crux of her problem: "my insomnia is not a physical lesion, but too much thinking."

Knowing this, she seemed relieved.

The next day she went to Yan Ziqing's side. As a result, she returned to the small West Building and kept saying to herself that she had to put down everything tonight and couldn't think about anything.

Sure enough, she slept soundly for another night.

Yan Ziqing gave her a different experience.

She recalled that the reason why she committed suicide was actually the accumulation of all emotions, just like rivers blocked by silt, not overnight.

Her despair was not caused by Yan Ziqing.

But in the end, he did his best to save her.

Xu Qizhen didn't understand before. Only after Yamamoto Jing came did she understand that he had experienced such despair. He knew how she felt. He even pitied her and wanted to save her.

Every word he said hit her heart and let her get out of the vortex.

No one can save her except herself, but Yan Ziqing is guiding her how to save herself.

Now, Yan Ziqing even helped her overcome her last stubborn heart disease.

While she was in a trance, Yan Ziqing came with the children.

They are going to school and come to say good morning to Xu Qizhen. This is their habit.

"Mommy, I have a tennis match this weekend. Will you go to see it?" Yan Kai asked with apprehension.

His school is organizing children's tennis matches, hoping to promote them. Yan Kai can play when he was very young. He is a master. His teacher has high expectations for him. He also said that if he wins the championship, he will add four points to his total score in the final exam.

If so, Yan Kai is hopeful to be in the top 20.

He was so excited.

"Your mommy has to do something." Yan Ziqing said.

Yan Kai's eyes were dim: "Mommy, isn't our family very rich? Why do you have to work?"

Yan Ziqing sank his face.

Xu Qizhen hurriedly said, "I've booked four tables this weekend. They are all familiar guests. I'll push them and won't take new appointments. I'll go. It's a big deal."

Yan Ziqing said, "you don't have to get used to him like this."

"This is my responsibility as a mother. The mother has the obligation to accompany the child's growth at each stage and bring him up." Xu Qizhen said.

Yan Kai was overjoyed and rushed up and hugged Xu Qizhen: "Mommy, you are the best mommy in the world."

Yan Qi also came together.

The two children hugged Xu Qizhen, and Yan Ziqing was neither laughing nor crying.

He even hugged her from behind like a child. Xu Qizhen was very heavy, but suddenly a warm current slipped through her heart.