"Chatting with me means chatting with me." Shen Qianshu was ill. Wu Nong's voice was soft and a little hoarse.

"Where are you?" The camera of the mobile phone doesn't have a wide angle. The hospital beds are very tense. There are many emergency rooms in the middle of the night. The beds are not enough. She hangs drops in the corridor with a snow-white wall in the background.

"I'm in the hospital, taking a drip." Shen Qianshu said, "I'm a little feverish. It's better to take a drip quickly."

"Why are you sick?" His voice was so cold that he seemed to be dissatisfied with the cold germs.

"Don't worry, just a little fever. I'll take a drip and sleep."

"Who is worried about you?"

Shen Qianshu's lips were slightly raised, and she was used to his harsh words. She didn't take it to heart at all. She propped her head slightly, looked at Yeling with a smile, and looked through Yeling to see the delicacy outside his window.

A thousand miles of ice, the orange sunset illuminated an iceberg world like an oil painting, Shen Qianshu moved in his heart, "how beautiful."

"Me?"

Shen Qianshu, "..."

Every time I chat with Yeling, I really have no mouth.

He is really not a good chat object, but it happens that he asks sincerely.

"You are beautiful, and the scenery is also beautiful." Shen Qianshu said that Yeling glanced out of the window. His face was cold. He picked up his mobile phone, walked to the window, changed the camera, and showed her the sunset in Iceland.

A few days ago, it had been snowing. The top of the white and blue building in the distance was covered with snow and wrapped in silver makeup. The color of the whole world was changeable, and the plain color was wrapped in sporadic colors, which organized into a gorgeous picture.

The night mausoleum in the picture seems to be out of the world of mortals.

In a trance, she felt that this was not the case for the past seven years?

He is a world of mortals that has nothing to do with the wind and moon.

It fulfilled her wishful thinking and seriousness.

He doesn't love her.

Wishful thinking, we must admit defeat!

"Is it Iceland?"

"Have you been here?"

"No." Shen Qianshu said that although she has never been there, it has always been a place she yearns for. She has been reluctant to go because of the body of children's paintings. She will not take children's paintings to places that are too cold.

In the sky, an eagle bird flew by, and Shen Qianshu's eyes brightened. It was the birds that added a ray of vitality to the plain silver makeup world. Shen Qianshu laughed, and his pale face could not hide the bright color, which made people freeze their eyes.

He likes her smile.

She was always careful in front of him. It was rare to see such a relaxed smile.

The two of them were quiet, and neither of them spoke. They looked at the sunset outside the window together.

long time.

Yeling turned the camera back. Shen Qianshu leaned slightly against the wall and was a little sleepy. Yeling glanced at her drops and frowned, "how long will it take?"

"More than two hours."

At home, it is already two o'clock in the morning.

"You're not short of money. Go to the ward and fall asleep."

"The doctor said there was no room." Shen Qianshu said, a little helpless, "the hospital is more lively than the supermarket. The wards are given to people in need. I have a little cold. How can I have a bed to sleep? I'll go home after a drip."

Yeling frowned, extremely unhappy. Just about to speak, Shen Qianshu said, "Sir, did you shave Lu Mengyun's hair?"

"ADA made it."

"Well done!" The hair is the second face of the girl. When her hair is shaved, Lu Mengyun must be so angry that he explodes.

For her hair and crocodile tears, sir is... So handsome.

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Fan: fairy, what about the French kiss?

Shenqianshu: what? what? What are you talking about? The wind is too strong to hear clearly