The TV is very small, without the music setting off the atmosphere, domestic horror movies are like a comedy, full of funny and funny.

Lu Huaiyu was lazily nestled on the sofa without moving, her black hair scattered to her forehead, her eyelids drooped, and she watched the TV casually.

He yawned slightly, his eyes were sleepy and confused, and he seemed to have no intention of going back to continue sleeping.

Jian Qing hesitated for a moment, "Then will I go to brush my teeth and go to bed?"

Although she brushed her teeth once before going to bed at night, she had to brush it again after eating noodles just now.

"Wait a little longer." Lu Huaiyu lifted his eyelids and glanced at the wall clock on the wall. "After eating, it's better to brush his teeth after an hour."

Jian Qing was stunned. Even though he didn't understand why, he subconsciously treated his words as authority, and obediently said "Oh" and sat down on the other side of the sofa.

Then he asked like a good student seeking knowledge: "Why is this?"

Lu Huaiyu's elbows were supported on the pillow, his legs crossed, and he was straight and slender. "Because most foods are acidic and have a low pH value, the surface of the teeth will be demineralized after diet. Brushing the teeth directly at this time will cause additional wear to the teeth. After an hour, wait for saliva to remineralize the teeth and then brush them, which can avoid the wear of the teeth."

He was patient and explained seriously, his voice was slow and slow, his words were straight and he was well organized.

After finishing the talk, I still asked, "Do you understand?"

Jian Qing listened with her head tilted for a long time, but she didn't understand much about what pH value, demineralization, and mineralization.

Art students generally study liberal arts and know nothing about these science-oriented knowledge and nouns.

During his long student career, Jian Qing learned one thing about cultural courses. He pretended to understand if he didn't know, so as to avoid the endless explanations of the teacher.

She blinked and nodded seriously, "So that's how it is."

“…”

Lu Huaiyu has brought many interns and is often invited by Nanyang University Medical College to give lectures to medical students. At a glance, he saw that the girl was trying her best to hide her ignorance and confusion in her bright pupils.

The corners of her lips were gently curled, but she didn't reveal her. Her eyes moved back to the TV screen, dragging her lazy ending tone and 'um', "It's good if you understand."

So, in order to wait for this hour to pass, Jian Qing could only sit on the sofa and watch a horror movie starring Cen Yu with him to pass the time.

Lu Huaiyu's expression was faint, he didn't watch it seriously, nor did he take it to heart. He seemed to have no idea about the woman who had half of her face destroyed on TV.

Jian Qing wasn't sure if he recognized Cen Yu or didn't.

If he recognizes him, his reaction would be too indifferent. If he doesn't recognize him, he would be too cold and even his past wife would not care so much.

Nothing good is good.

Some people may be born cold and alienated in their relationships.

However, Lu Huaiyu educated Mianmian very well. He was not a good husband, but at least a good father.

She is also dedicated to the patient and always patiently popularizes oral health knowledge with her.

Jian Qing was thinking randomly. After all, she had seen her husband and father who were worse than Lu Huaiyu, like a blood-sucking leech, selfish, greedy and cold-blooded.

She opened her sleepy eyes. Cen Yu's movie is indeed boring to be honest. It's not that she has poor acting skills, but that the whole script is full of blood and completely illogical.

The foundation built by the script collapsed, and no matter how beautiful the face and acting skills were, they could not support a movie.

After a while, Jian Qing was distracted and took out her cell phone to see it. It was already 12:00 in the morning.

Several messages pop up on WeChat—

Lin Yi: [How is the competition? I just finished the resident singing in "Disappearance".]

Jian Qing: [First.]

Lin Yi:【!!!】

Lin Yi: [That awesome!]

Jian Qing stared at Lin Yi's compliment on her phone, as if she was happier than she won the award herself, and couldn't help but chuckled softly.

Lu Huaiyu watched TV absent-mindedly, glanced at her inadvertently, and quickly withdrew her gaze. Her cold and slender index fingers had clear joints, and they tapped on the armrest of the sofa.

After a while, Lin Yi sent another message.

Lin Yi: [Then can you not have to work so hard in the future?]

“…”

The smile on Jian Qing's face gradually faded away, and she pursed her lips.

She rarely mentions the situation at home to her friends. She seems to be used to it. She internalizes her emotions, worries and difficulties, as if she is holding it in, and these things will no longer exist.

Jian Qing hesitated and typed a line of words on the keyboard of his mobile phone.

Jian Qing: [Maybe it still needs it. I urgently need some money recently. Can you lend me 40,000 yuan first?]

The prize money for the Fenghualu Original Painting Design Competition is 150,000 yuan. Including her own savings, 200,000 is still not enough. She really can't find another way to make money.

“…”

After a while, Lin Yi called directly by a video call.

Jian Qing was stunned and stood up from the sofa with her cell phone, "I'll go and answer the phone."

Lu Huaiyu looked at her indifferently, but nodded slightly to show that he knew and continued to watch TV indifferently.

Jian Qing pushed open the glass door on the living room balcony and walked out.

The balcony is covered with air, and the city is filled with colorful night view at the foot, and the Nanlin River flows silently not far away.

As the gust of cold wind passed, she subconsciously shivered and shrank on the wooden sofa chair on the balcony.

Next to the chair is a small round table, with several thick large books neatly tiring, mixed with Chinese and English.

The top book has a note on the hardcover cover with beautiful English pens written on it, and a fountain pen is held in the middle of the page, bulging a small hill.

It should be the place where Lu Huaiyu usually uses to read books.

Before she could unlock the screen and answer the phone, the glass door was pushed open again.

Lu Huaiyu leaned against the door frame and threw her a blanket, as if she was afraid of disturbing her and did not speak. Soon, she pulled the glass door up and left her alone outside.

The huge white knitted wool blanket covered the sky and was soft and comfortable, covering her abdomen, blocking the coolness brought by the cold wind.

The phone vibrated and urged continuously. Jian Qing had no time to react and could only answer the video call first.

A heroic face appeared on the screen, with a noisy bar in the background, and the colorful spotlights were shining. Lin Yi looked at her through the screen and hung up the video.

It seems that it is just for confirmation that the person who chatted with her on WeChat was Jian Qing, not a liar.

“???”

Jian Qing stared at the call that was less than two seconds later and fell silent.

The "Gone" bar, the band sings ended, and everyone was busy moving the instruments off the stage.

Lin Yi scratched her head and sighed. She had just gone to the car dealer in the morning and picked up a motorcycle worth 100,000 yuan and spent all the pocket money in her hand.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Xu Shu who was about to go on stage, frowned, walked forward, and kicked him with a white canvas upper.

"Hey - lend me some money." Her voice was harsh and hard, and her commanding tone was not as good as asking someone to borrow money.

Lin Yi felt that she was not kicking him with the soles of her shoes, but using a clean upper, which was already giving him face.

A surprise flashed in Xu Shu's eyes, "How much do you want?"

"forty thousand."

Unexpectedly, the number she asked for was so large that Xu Shu showed a moment of hesitation.

In just a moment, Lin Yi caught it, snorted, and asked in a cool tone: "Why, didn't you ask for pocket money for your girlfriend?"

Xu Shu lowered his head and took his cell phone, frowned, and raised his eyelids, "We have broken up."

Lin Yi raised his eyebrows and smiled with contempt, "Did you get a lot of breakup fees?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Shu turned cold and looked at her with an expressionless face, "Do you still want money?"

Lin Yi shrugged, shut up, and did not provoke him again.

Within two minutes, Jian Qing received a WeChat message from Lin Yi.

Lin Yi: [Transfer to you, check it out.]

“…”

I put a light sentence, didn't ask Jian Qing's reason, and unconditional trust.

Jian Qing shrank in the sofa chair, wrapped in a cashmere blanket, and there was a warm feeling inside.

She opened the Nanlin Bank app.

The app shakes twice in time—

Pop up transfer information.

What caught my eye was the notice of Lin Yi transferring 40,000 yuan.

Jian Qing's eyes went down and saw another transfer information.

From an anonymous account, the last number is familiar.

The heart beat the floor drain for no reason.
To be continued...