Everyone just looked at the fire and listened to Yan Haoxiang talk about what he knew: The doctor of biology drove away those civilians and made many people homeless, including Yan Haoxiang.
In a hurry, he could only think of a teacher in the university before. When he called, the teacher was seriously ill and bedridden, and gave him the opportunity to work in W City that originally belonged to him.
That's why he's here.
yanhaoxiangNow, Teacher, his old man may have passed away... I didn't get to see him for the last time.
He lowered his head, his eyes were not willing to show the sadness to others, Song porridge temporarily restrained the concerns in his eyes, squatted beside him and patted him on the back.
Then, she stretched out her arm and gave him a hug. Her chin accidentally knocked on Yan Haoxiang's shoulder, and she burst into tears in an instant.
songzhouzhouDon't be sad, the teacher will definitely become a star and look at the fragrance.
Song porridge endured the pain, endured the unbearable feeling that tears were about to fall, and leaned his head gently on Yan Haoxiang.
Feeling the softness leaning against his side, Yan Haoxiang was stunned for a moment, then stretched out a hand and gently patted Song Congee's back, reminding her to take a look above her head - very good, there are no stars today.
Song porridge swallowed his saliva and turned his eyes to Ma Jiaqi for help. After receiving the relief in his eyes, he immediately spread his hand and hugged Yan Haoxiang, turned around and threw himself into Ma Jiaqi's arms.
songzhouzhouThat was... watching you secretly! In short, the teacher with a good smell is such a good person, and he will definitely be rewarded for being a good person.
This time, she said it very seriously, but she didn't know that Yan Haoxiang looked at her affectionately, his eyes were slightly red, and he was obviously holding back something.
He didn't want to interrupt Song Porridge and continue to speak, but just listened quietly like the others and waited for her to finish.
Most of the people present in the apocalypse had already lost their homes, and it was even more touching to hear this topic. Listening to this, the two girls, Gu Glaze Qing and Qin Xiao, couldn't help but burst into tears.
guyouqingWoohoo! My porridge is really a little angel! If my sister leaves first, my sister will become a star to protect the porridge!
While wiping away her tears, Gu Yaoqing snatched the Song porridge from Ma Jiaqi's arms, not afraid of Ma Jiaqi's sharp eyes where the Song porridge could not be seen.
Song porridge, which was suddenly pulled over to "smooth Mao", stayed obediently in Gu Glaze's feelings, and Shui Ling's eyes looked at the others around him.
songzhouzhouSister Glaze Qing won't leave first...
qinxiaoAlright, let's not talk about such sad things, let's change the subject...
Qin Xiao cried again, and felt a little embarrassed to look at the people around him, racking his brains to think about whether there was any topic to mention...
Eventually, she asked the question she had always been curious about.
qinxiaoNever seen salmon with long legs, do they have leg hair?
Qin Xiao successfully mobilized the atmosphere, and Ding Chengxin shook his head helplessly. Who knows how many people have asked him this question before and after.
dingchengxinThe porridge told her, did you?
songzhouzhouNo, they only have scales, oh, the slippery one, a big one, and it's kind of gross.
Song Congee held his head and was reluctant to recall these details. At that time, Ding Chengxin "caught" the salmon and unpacked it.
...
It was getting late at night, and the language of the people began to stop. The two of them were in a tent. Qin Xiao and Gu Yaoqing glanced at each other, then quietly pointed to the group of big men and Song porridge, and understood that they formed a team and left first.
Looking at the six people in front of him, the child who left Song porridge couldn't help but feel the pain in his brain for the first time.
