Song Xuan pauses for a moment and sees sister LAN holding Yang Haitao out. Yang looks tired and miserable.

Sister LAN helped Yang Haitao to the door. She said, "Oh, are you sick for a long time. What do you think you're holding up for?"

Yang Haitao's lips are chapped and white. He glances at Song Xuan weakly. Song Xuan pinches the strap of her purse.

Zhao Mingyi, on one side, urged her softly: "Song Xuan, the drama is about to start. We Let's go. "

Yang Haitao gazed at her with longing in her eyes. Her eyes flashed and she turned her back: "sister LAN, please send him to the hospital. I'll go first."

With that, she put her hands into her down jacket pocket and walked along the path with Zhao Mingyi. After a turn, her figure disappeared in Yang Haitao's sight.

Sister LAN glanced at him: "what else are you looking at? Everybody's gone. "

Yang Haitao's face was chatting, drooping his eyes and smiling bitterly: "then I'll go home first. Sister LAN, you can also go home."

Sister LAN is not at ease: "but you really have a high fever, don't you go to the hospital to get some medicine?"

Yang Haitao waved his hand: "it's OK. There's medicine at home. I'm going."

Now, where is he in the mood to go to the hospital?

LAN elder sister shakes her head: "do iniquity, Lang is affectionate, concubine has no intention, do not know to want to toss to when?"

When talking about the drama club, it was pitch dark, with only lights on the stage. During the whole drama for two and a half hours, song Xuan was in a trance, absent-minded and uneasy to sit and stand.

After the play is over, Zhao Mingyi is looking for a sugar shop to discuss the content of the drama with her. However, song Xuan is no longer interested and says that Tian Han wants to go home early.

Zhao Mingyi noticed that she was absent-minded and asked why.

Song Xuan forced Yan to laugh and said it was too cold to be comfortable.

Zhao Mingyi naturally is a variety of warm and cold, straight to her home door.

Song Xuan raised her eyes and asked him without a trace: "Miss Zhao is from Ningcheng, isn't she?"

That's what she's here for.

Zhao Mingyi looked at her quietly: "yes, I'm from Ningcheng."

Song Xuan said: "Shen Mengfang is also from Ningcheng. Ningcheng is not big. Maybe Do you know each other? "

Zhao Mingyi was flustered for a moment. He hesitated for a moment. Then he said, "Song Xuan, I'm sorry I didn't tell you that I Meet Shen Mengfang. "

Song Xuan's expression also made Zhao Mingyi a little unpredictable. He continued: "she's my hometown. I know about her before. I tried to persuade her, but She doesn't listen to me very much

Song Xuan didn't say much. She just said, "Oh, that's right. OK. It's getting late. Let's go back to school."

After that, she turns around and enters the room. Zhao Mingyi's look is somewhat treacherous. Song Xuan doubts it?

As soon as song Xuan entered the room, song ran was wearing a red cotton padded jacket. Her hands were folded in her pocket, and she waved to her: "in the cold winter of 1949, my sister went out on a date. Miss Zhao's charm is extraordinary."

Song Xuan glanced at her coldly: "why? It's up to your sister, isn't it? "

Song ran curled her lips: "is this your business? This is clearly concerned about you, ah, so cold, after work to go home, drink a bowl of hot soup, get into the bed, holding a book to read, look up to see the snow outside the window, how beautiful and warm, isn't it? "

Song Xuan points her head: "smart, I won't talk to you."

With that, he turned to go upstairs, and song ran followed him like a dog skin plaster. As he walked along, he asked, "did you go to the drama with Zhao Mingyi again? Is there such a good play? Isn't that all that matters? Did your boss see you go with Zhao Mingyi? "

if Yang Haitao saw it, he would be cold in his heart.

Song Xuan was suddenly angry: "are you finished? Aren't you afraid of the cold? If you are afraid of the cold, you should hurry to get into the bed and tell me less about my life here. Do you really think that you are someone else's life mentor? "

Song ran looked at her wrongly: "Why are you angry with me? I'm kind, too. What? Didn't the date go well? You can't get angry with me if the date doesn't go well