There are many things in the past life, which have changed in this life. Lu Ziheng can't predict what Shen Qinghuan fell into a coma through the past.

When Zhou Zihan opened the tent and came in, Qin Mu's stomach just growled.

In fact, she should be a little speechless to Qin Muzhi, but thinking of some childhood scenes, Zhou Zihan decided to replace Lu Ziheng to cook for Qin Muzhi.

"Lu Xueshen. You've been watching Qinghuan for two hours. What would you like to eat? "

"What day is it?" Lu Ziheng frowned, but did not rush to respond to Zhou Zihan's question. Instead, he coldly asked Zhou Zihan a question that was out of tune.

"Well?" Zhou Zihan was stunned for a while. After the mobile phone was taken away, she really couldn't remember the day.

"September 1st!"

Qin Mu's words fell down, patted on the forehead and exclaimed that it was bad. He forgot Lao Lu's birthday completely.

Before he left, Lu Ziheng told Zhou Zihan some dishes Shen Qinghuan liked to eat, and told him to go to Jiang Silu if he couldn't get them. He knew someone here.

At the beginning of the month.

If your hunch is right

There was heavy snow outside the tent. If he hadn't just asked the date, Lu Ziheng thought he was in winter.

There are no female soldiers stationed in Moshan, and naturally there are no sanitary napkins.

When Lu Ziheng followed him, he noticed that there was a supermarket chain at the foot of the mountain for the daily needs of the local mountain people.

If you want to help children buy the necessary things every month, you need to take back the mobile phone.

Lu Ziheng can't wait to report for approval. He surveyed the terrain yesterday. Night lights patrol every minute, and there are few gaps that can be used.

Nevertheless, Lu Ziheng risked being punished and jumped into the window to get his cell phone.

The snowflakes are flying in September. It's true that only Mo Shan can see such a scene.

Shen Qinghuan thought that he would probably always remember this night.

She opened her eyes in seclusion, and the health room was so quiet that she could only hear Qin Muzhi's snoring.

Lu Ziheng handed her a box of ibuprofen, some warm babies, and boiled brown sugar water in the thermos.

His chapped lip raised a beautiful radian, and when his purple fingertips touched her skin, he brought it back with the snow outside.

Lu Ziheng didn't show off how many frustrations and tribulations he had experienced in buying these things. He just repeated, "just wake up."

"Fool." Shen Qinghuan's tears are like a runaway faucet, pouring beads on the back of Lu Ziheng's hand. She willfully holds his cold body, "Lu Ziheng. You are the stupidest person in the world

The young man gently moved her hand, "little ancestor. You're not healthy yet. You'll catch cold if you hold me

"Ah Heng." She suddenly blocked all of Lu Ziheng's next words and pressed his arm, "I'll give the rest of my life to you.

Happy birthday

Lu Ziheng's heart is beating all the time. In fact, he didn't tell the little girl that he was 15 years old after midnight.

"Go to sleep." With a mute voice, he bent one knee on the edge of the bed and lifted the corner of the quilt to wrap the little girl tightly. "I'll go and prepare the materials for the opening ceremony."

That's just an excuse.

The idea of growing up quickly grew up in Lu Ziheng's mind.

Seeing that the little girl's beautiful apricot eyes were still looking at him, Lu Ziheng said: "OK. Go to bed early to warm up the baby. Now it's hot. My boyfriend has received a birthday present. "