The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 778 You are my little love song (Qin Ge 53)

When the song was very disappointing, he took a quiet shot and tried to control the trembling of his hand. As a result, Qin Siting suddenly laughed.

"I hurt my hand like this, it is not you who hurts, what are you shaking?" Qin Siting asked her.

Nonsense, because this is the hand of Qin Siting!

When I read the song, I didn’t talk. I just helped him to wrap the hand, and then lifted his hand and turned it over and checked it. "How? Comfortable? If the bag is uncomfortable, I will repack it."

Qin Siting looked at her hand held by her, and looked at her distressed and careful look. She did not hurry to pull her hand back, but looked at her and didn’t know what started to have a slightly reddish eye. I thought about it, and then I took my hand back, but I didn’t say anything.

When I read the song, I knew that I might be showing too much, because it was really distressing.

A good hand injury has become like this.

She also quickly packed up the medicine box and said: "Don't touch the water in the past few days. If you don't want to go to the hospital, you will come to me to take the medicine once a day. Right, the weather has gradually become hot. This is not good for the package, so today is the first thing, tomorrow I will buy some gauze with better ventilation effect, so that the wound will always linger inside to affect the healing effect."

Qin Siting sat there and didn't talk, just listened to her.

When I read the song and stepped on the slippers and ran back to put the medicine box back, and then ran back to sit opposite him, he still kept the action of one hand on the small bar, watching She was so anxious to come back and sit down like a look, faintly hooked lips.

"If you don't want to say the reason, I don't ask you all the time." The song was sitting across from him, watching him with his flat left hand: "But if you can't come to school later, can you give me? Call me or send a text message to talk about it? I am really worried about the morning."

Qin Situ's beautiful eyebrows moved slightly: "So worried about me?"

"Of course, I am waiting under the tree every day to enter the school gate with you. I didn't wait for you this morning. I was in a hurry. Although I felt a bit abrupt, I still called you, but you never answered. Later, I simply couldn’t get through.” The song of the time was very calm about the fact that he was anxious because of him. It is clear that the feeling of being wisely pressed yesterday is really unstoppable at this moment.

Qin Siting chuckled and looked down at his own hand. He lifted his hand and gently shook it twice. He hooked his lips: "The bag is very good, very professional, when the doctor."

I know that he is ridiculing her, but when I read the song, it was because of the doctor’s sentence when Qin Shiting’s sentence was so beautiful. Just because of his heartache, he was a little better.

Fortunately, it only hurts the hand, and does not hurt the nerves of the hand, skin trauma, it will be better in a few days.

After that, the two people seem to have begun to enter the point where there is no topic to talk about.

But when I read the song, I didn’t want to ask him when he would go.

Qin Situ looked out at this moment. She thought that he was going to leave when he was hand-wrapped. He had a thousand worth of reluctance, sour, but kept something, but found himself Can't open this mouth.

Can she still say that he can stay in her house for a while?

This big night, now it is nine o'clock, and there are no villas in the opposite villas, so from this point of view, the outside is black and lacquered, only a row of small street lights outside the door, no one is walking, quiet Extremely.

In this case, she is as bold as she is, but she is a girl, or she can’t say it at all.

Eighteen-year-old teenagers, many things are not as calm as they are in adulthood, they will be curious, there will be expectations, but they will also be embarrassed and afraid to try.

"That." She continued the topic in a very brainless way: "Would you like something to drink?"

Qin Siting looked at her. Here is a small bar. There is just a wine cabinet next to it. However, there are only a few bottles of red wine placed here on the wine cabinet. The degree is not high, and the songs are not usually consumed. There are other The grid is empty.

After saying this, she regretted that the two high school students could not sit here and drink the bar. I was afraid that he would misunderstand and quickly said: "There are various fruit teas and drinks in the refrigerator. Right, the fruit tea is the toon. I used to bring it to the school for you to drink. I remember that you like it very much. She often does it. After two or three days in the refrigerator, the taste is better than the first day of the first day. Would you like another cup? ?"

Perhaps Qin Situ is also very useful for such a quiet atmosphere like this night, actually did not hurry to go, just looking at her eyes full of hope, opened his mouth: "Well, try."

At least there is a time to taste the fruit tea, that is, no hurry to go!

At that time, when I read the song, I smiled and got up and rushed into the kitchen to open the refrigerator to get the fruit tea. When I was in the kitchen, I remembered the bowl of onion that Qin Shiting came over the last time. I felt that I was locked in happiness. In the bubble, I don’t want to go out at all.

When she got the fruit tea out, when she came out, she saw Qin Siting still sitting there, but there was another book on hand.

It was the medical books that she got back from the provincial library yesterday. She was not at home during the day. It was estimated that the toon had come, helped her to clean up the house, and put the books piled under the sofa in the books. On the small bar.

Ming knows that he just picks it up and looks at it, but the heart of the song is violently jumped several times.

It’s really curious to be touched by the person you like with your hand.

She walked over with the fruit tea and gently placed the cup next to him: "Try it."

Qin Siting’s gaze fell on the title page of the medical book. He did not look up. She did not remind me. She sat directly back to him, and she herself was holding the cup first.

I don't know what he is looking at. It seems that he has been reading the words on the title page, and there are not many clear words.

She had seen it yesterday. The title page of the book is a prologue of a famous German doctor who devoted his life to the operating table. It is also a prologue of this book.

The German doctor has had many achievements and accomplishments in the medical history of recent years. It is one of the idols of the songs, but his old man has died a few years ago. This book was published more than ten years ago. However, it is a refurbished version.

She has seen both the previous version and the current refurbished version, so I know what he is looking at now.

Qin Siting seems to be very serious.

While reading the fruit tea, he raised his eyes and looked at him. He saw that he finally put the book down, but he did not put it back, but he took his eyes off the book and looked at her: "This book Let me take it back and read it?"

(End of this chapter)