Zhang sang didn't go to work today because she was going to visit her at noon. In the morning, she specially asked her mother Zhang to buy a walking old hen from the market, which was said to be brought by the village. She was especially nourishing. She cooked chicken soup for the whole morning and prepared to take it with her.
Although love has Li Shao to take care of her, her heart can not be less, and she plans to go to work with Li Shao in the afternoon. Li Shao is definitely not at ease. She will be more relieved if she is alone in the hospital.
Sitting in the hall waiting for chicken soup, she was a little distracted.
Yelai Xiang took a look at her.
Zhang sang is a bit moody these two days. Sometimes he sees her as big and charming as before, but sometimes he feels that she has a kind of inexplicable sadness. Looking at his eyes, he has a sense of distance that he is frightened by, but he doesn't know what to do.
"Zhang sang." He came up to her and sat down in a somewhat awkward way.
Even if Zhang sang didn't take the initiative to tease him, even if he didn't take the initiative to tease him, even if he didn't take the initiative to tease him in the past, he would take the initiative.
Zhang sang picked his eyebrows and looked at the evening primrose. His eyes quickly flashed a trace of heartache. Then he gave a gentle smile: "do you want to go together at noon?"
"Good." He said, and then he sat a little unnaturally close to her.
Zhang sang had no reaction. Sometimes she felt confident and full of courage, but sometimes she felt very tired. She didn't know what yelaixiang thought.
Is it just that he is not happy with her at all?
At the thought of this, Zhang sang felt depressed and very uncomfortable, but looking at his simple and somewhat bewildered expression, his heart was soft.
"Ye Lai Xiang, would you sing me a song?"
She suddenly remembered that she had never heard yelaixiang sing. His voice was cool but magnetic. She felt very comfortable in his ears, but she didn't know whether singing was good or not?
She was especially curious: "Ye Lai Xiang, you sing a song to me! I've never heard you sing before
"No Yelai Xiang refused without thinking about it.
"How can you not? Even if you don't like singing, when you are reading, you must have a music class and sing a song to listen to..." Zhang Sang was especially curious about his decisive attitude of refusing without thinking about it.
Can't Yelai Xiang be a five tone system?
Otherwise, why not sing?
She stares at him doubtfully, then thinks about it, and thinks that this is not impossible. It seems that this man, except for hackers, has nothing to open. Especially in other aspects, there is always a kind of deficiency. It gives people the feeling that God has opened him a very strong specialty, but he uses all his other abilities to extract.
"Never sung." Yelaixiang said firmly, but her face was tinged with a suspicious blush.
Zhang Sang was interested in it. She guessed it. Yelaixiang is not good at singing, but she just wants to hear him sing.
Because it's because he killed me and didn't sing, which means that he must have never sung to others. So, she is the first one who has the honor to hear him sing?
This kind of cognition, let Zhang Sang also beat up one's strength.
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