Chapter 8

At the payment Office of the hospital, an Xiaoxiao plans to renew the fees, but unexpectedly learns that her mother has finished the discharge procedures.

In the ward, Yulin is packing with Uncle Lin. Ann pushes the door in: "Mom, why did you leave the hospital? Don't you worry about the money

Yu Lin and uncle Lin looked at each other and said with a smile, "you silly child, you can't be in the hospital when you come back tomorrow."

An small Leng, she really forgot this stubble, moreover, Jiang Mu ye may not remember.

"Don't worry. I'll bring your mother back the day after tomorrow." Uncle Lin explained.

An Xiaoxiao asked the attending doctor's advice, and reluctantly agreed after knowing that it was OK.

When the three return to qingshuiju, uncle Lin prepares a table of food, and Yulin talks with an's novel for a long time.

At eight o'clock, an Xiaoxiao asked to return. This time, Yu Lin was reluctant to part with her.

Ann small busy comfort her: "Mom, I'll be back tomorrow, and you cooperate with the treatment, after these days I go to the hospital to accompany you."

"Good." Yu Lin packed a steamed dumpling: "take it to Muye. Your uncle Lin's skill is unique."

Ann small should, carrying steamed dumplings back to listen to bamboo Xuan, Jiang Mu Ye has not come back, she decided to wait in the living room.

She didn't want to disappoint her mother when she came back tomorrow, so she planned to discuss with Jiang Muye.

Subconsciously, she felt that he would not remember and would not go back with her.

How could he care about the red tape if he was so arrogant and didn't take it at all.

After two days, this is her first time to observe the home carefully. The simple style of black, white and gray, and most of the other home decoration accessories are blue, which is very tasteful.

Beside the large French window is a small semi open study. Jiang Mu Ye seems to like reading books here.

She walked over to the bookshelf, and there were some profound and difficult economic works on the bookshelf. Naturally, she was not interested.

Glancing at a corner of the bookshelf, she saw a piano score in front of her eyes. She took off the pad and yellowed the page, which looked old.

An Xiaoxiao opens it at will, and naturally turns into a song in her mind. She simply leans on the sofa in front of the window and looks at it.

So when Jiang Muye came back, he saw an Xiaoxiao sleeping on the sofa, with a smile on his lips and a relaxed sleeping posture.

Seeing the music score in her arms, Jiang Muye suddenly remembered the picture that her grandfather had shown him. The girl was sitting in front of the piano in a white dress, playing with unrestrained confidence and pride.

It's something he hasn't seen yet.

Reach out to pull out the book from her hand, an is small a stir to work properly, the eyes of sleepy son Mi Mi: "you come back."

Her voice was lazy and pleasant.

Jiang Mu Ye nodded: "how can I sleep here?"

"Wait for you." Ann small answer naturally, she looked at the clock: "so late, are you hungry?"? I packed steamed dumplings. Would you like some? "

Looking at the urgency in her bright eyes, Jiang Muye nodded: "let's heat it up."

An Xiaoqing's expression suddenly soared, jumped up and walked to the kitchen: "then you wait, I'll come."

When an Xiaoxiao came back, Jiang Muye had taken off his suit and tie. His white shirt had two buttons open, and his honey skin jumped out of his chest.

Her old face turned red again. Don't open your eyes in a hurry and put the steamed dumplings in front of him: "Uncle Lin's craftsmanship is very good. Try it."

In fact, Jiang Muye was not hungry. He just saw her looking forward to it. He took a chopstick and took a few mouthfuls at will

An Xiaoxiao wants to talk and stops, and finally bites his lip: "that, tomorrow..."