Aunt Zhao looked at Xia Beiqing's indifferent expression and Shen Zhiyu's dejected face. She always felt that the atmosphere was a little stiff, but she didn't understand what happened to them. She just broke the silence with laughter.

"Eat quickly. The soup is getting cold. Mr. Xia, I'll give you a bowl of soup first."

Shen Zhiyu stepped in the direction of the room, went into the room and slammed the door.

In order not to appear in front of Xia Beiqing as much as possible, every time Xia Beiqing had a meal, Shen would go back to the front and stay.

Xia Beiqing slowly pushed his wheelchair to the dining table.

Aunt Zhao took the food out of the kitchen and said, "today's dinner is made by Mr. Shen. Mr. Shen's cooking is very good. Please try it."

Xia Beiqing picked up the chopsticks and ate without expression.

Aunt Zhao looked at Xia Beiqing's face and saw that he was expressionless. She didn't say it was bad or delicious, just like eating the most common thing.

"You eat first. Please call me if you have anything." Aunt Zhao also went back to her room.

Xia Beiqing just put a few mouthfuls in his mouth and put down his chopsticks.

A few days later, on the day of Yang Shao's consultation, when the doorbell rang, Xia Beiqing was sitting alone at the dining table to have breakfast. Shen Zhiyu came out of the room, opened the door and welcomed Yang Shao into the room.

When Yang Shao saw Xia Beiqing, he said with a smile, "you're still eating. You eat slowly. Don't worry."

Shen Zhiyu poured a cup of tea for Yang Shao: "he got up a little late, just a moment."

Yang Shao sits down on the sofa and talks with Shen Zhiyu.

At this time, aunt Zhao rushed in from the outside, shouting: "Mr. Shen! Mr. Shen

Seeing Yang Shao in the living room, she was stunned: "Oh, Doctor Yang is here."

Shen Zhiyu looked worried and asked, "what's the matter?"

Aunt Zhao looked at Yang Shao and did not speak.

Shen Zhiyu said, "if you have something, just say it."

Aunt Zhao some embarrassed smile way: "my niece came to Shuo country, you two see a side, how?"

Yang Shao raises his eyebrows and looks at Shen Zhiyu with great interest. Then he looks at Xia Beiqing, who is quietly eating breakfast.

Shen Zhiyu frowned, inexplicably a little irritable, but still tried to restrain his emotions: "aunt Zhao, I said, I have no plans to fall in love now."

Aunt Zhao's face suddenly became embarrassed: "I'm sorry, Mr. Shen, I'm good at this matter. I also think that if you can't be lovers, it's good to make friends."

Shen Zhiyu took a deep breath: "thank you for your kindness, aunt Zhao. There is no need to meet."

"But... But..." aunt Zhao seemed to be a little hard to say. She hesitated for a long time and said in embarrassment: "that girl came to Shuo country for the first time. She is not familiar with her life. Now she's lost and scared. I don't know where she sent me the location."

"Give me a look."

Aunt Zhao immediately handed over her mobile phone.

Shen Zhiyu opened the positioning to check: "it's not too far from here."

Aunt Zhao pleaded anxiously, "she's a little girl. I'm afraid she's in any danger. Mr. Shen, please help."

Shen Zhiyu raises his head, but looks over aunt Zhao and leans toward Xia Bei. He sees Xia Bei leans his back to the dining table and drinks gruel in a bowl. He doesn't even turn his head back. Shen Zhiyu doesn't know what his expression is at this moment.