After a good sleep, Rong Qiqi felt refreshed and refreshed. The fog in his eyes had dissipated, and he looked at the world with clarity.
Rong Qiqi asked: "How long have I slept?"
Xu Hun stammered: "One...an hour, maybe."
As soon as Rong Qiqi opened his eyes, Xu Hun sat upright on the other side of the sofa, deliberately avoiding her eyes.
There was a reason why Xu Hun was so nervous. After Rong Qiqi fell asleep, he saw Bai Shi obediently staying in the corner and had nothing to do.
His eyes fell on Rong Qiqi's sleeping face intentionally or unintentionally.
When she was sleeping, she was no longer a proud and cold flower of the high mountains. She was as pure and refined as an epiphyllum waiting to bloom. Her thin curved eyebrows and upturned eyes gave her the calm temperament of a classical beauty. The cheongsam she wore was not a top-notch dress.
The bold red one was replaced by a warmer beige color. The only thing that remained unchanged was the black dragon. Like its owner, it drooped on its owner's shoulder and fell asleep.
There seemed to be something on the bridge of his tall nose. Xu Hun wanted to take a closer look and found that it was a tiny red mole. This mole added a bit more color to Rong Qiqi's appearance.
They were too close. As long as Xu Hun was a little closer, his nose would be able to touch the red mole. Suddenly, Rong Qiqi's curled eyelashes trembled a few times, and Xu Hun's head hurriedly tilted back, not even a moment.
I had a good balance, but I fell a big somersault.
Xu Hun waited for a while, but did not hear the sound of Rong Qiqi getting up. He stood up like a carp and sat obediently on the side, waiting for Rong Qiqi to wake up.
Rong Qiqi thought Xu Hun had a seizure, so she ignored him and took the invitation letter and prepared to go out, "Bai Shi, I have to go out. You should rest in this ring first."
Bai Shi was immersed in her own world, making no noise and letting Rong Qiqi put her into the soul ring.
After settling Bai Shi's body and soul, Rong Qiqi said to Xu Hun, "Hey, are you done with the convulsion? Let's go."
"Hey, okay, okay, ah? I didn't have convulsions, I was just in a daze..."
Xu Hun's voice gradually faded away, and the apartment became quiet again, except for Xin Xin in the bathroom.
"clean."
The nights in March are longer. Even if Rong Qiqi sleeps for more than an hour, the sky is not completely bright. The smell of the breakfast shop downstairs is really tempting. Rong Qiqi spent a lot of energy last night, so she wants to reward herself.
.
"Boss, let's have a big bowl of wontons and a fried dough stick."
Rong Qiqi's appetite is not a big one, and she loves street snacks from the human world.
It's a rare opportunity to encounter this hot breakfast, so I put it in the orphanage first.
The wonton buyer agreed and asked, "Do you want to take it out or eat here?" Seeing the cold weather, Rong Qiqi only wore a thin cheongsam, "Little girl, aren't you cold? You're wearing too little.
"
Rong Qiqi has spiritual power to protect her body and has no sense of the outside temperature. After her boss reminded her, she also found that everyone around her was looking at her.
Oops, I forgot to change clothes.
Rong Qiqi pretended not to be afraid of the cold, and said in a louder voice: "I'm wearing several warm clothes underneath. These are my performance clothes."
After Rong Qiqi finished explaining, he looked at her a little less.
After she walked into the store, she was completely cut off from the sight of those people.
The boss was kind-hearted and advised: "You young people, you should pay more attention to your health. I used to be like you. As I get older, I get sick here and there. Many people have colds and fevers these days."
Rong Qiqi likes the casual care from strangers. The boss's words are warmer than wontons. When he eats them with a hot wonton, he feels warm in his heart. It is more effective than a down jacket.
Rong Qiqi smiled without knowing it, but Xu Hun had her smile imprinted in his eyes. Although there was a hint of helplessness, her eyebrows softened. Such a gentle and approachable Rong Qiqi was rare.
Xu Hun unconsciously raised the corner of his mouth.
A smile that only he knows.
Rong Qiqi noticed Xu Hun's gaze. He looked directly at her wontons, and she silently speeded up her eating.
If you want to eat it, there’s no way!
The boss was still busy at the door of the store. I only heard him saying to the person at the bakery opposite: "That little girl still hasn't come today. It's been almost a week. Will something happen to her?"
Rong Qiqi put down the spoon.
The person at the bun shop said, "Yes, that little girl comes to my house at six o'clock every morning to buy meat buns on time. She has been doing this for a week. Has she moved?"
"No, the little girl looks thin and small. I bought your steamed buns and also came to my house to buy a bowl of wontons. It's a blessing to be able to eat them."
After saying that, he didn't mention her again and asked again: "Is your fever still not gone?"
"Yeah, it's been three or four days."
Rong Qiqi paid and pretended to ask casually: "Boss, does that little girl have long hair? She always wears ancient clothes, which are the popular Hanfu."
Boss: "Yes, yes, you know her too?"
Rong Qiqi smiled and said, "She is dressed very beautifully. I am quite impressed by her. Thank you boss for the hospitality."
"Walk slowly."
As soon as he turned around, Rong Qiqi withdrew his smile and said with a cold face, "The little girl he was talking about was Bai Shi. She has been dead for at least a week."
Xu Hun also heard it, "Go to the welfare home first."
Fortunately, the Angel Flower Children's Welfare Home is quite famous in the local area. After asking a few passers-by, I knew the approximate route and it only took two transfers on the bus.
When he got off the bus, the dust brought up by the bus covered Rong Qiqi's face, "Cough cough cough."
After shaking off the dust in front of my eyes, I saw a semi-arc three-story building, surrounded by tall walls. The top of the wall was covered with barbed iron mesh, and a "High Voltage Electricity" sign was hung on it.
Above the iron gate hung several bright red characters: Angel Flower Children's Welfare Home
Xu Hun: "This children's welfare home seems to be well managed, not as dilapidated as seen in the TV series."
Rong Qiqi glanced sideways at Xu Hun, "Which year's Qiong Yao drama are you watching?"
The secret of Xu Hun's fondness for watching Qiong Yao dramas was discovered by Rong Qiqi at his home. On the bookshelves at his home, the top shelf was filled with books, and the bottom two floors were filled with DVDs of Qiong Yao dramas.
The human world is at the intersection of hell and the human world. There are some electrical products in the human world, but there are also differences from the human world. For example, the human world uses resentment as its currency, while the human world uses banknotes.
It's just that the technological development in the human and earth world is equivalent to that of the early 21st century, so Xu Hun only has so many discs.
Xu Hun: "...Didn't we agree not to mention this matter? Who doesn't have a hobby?"
Rong Qiqi: Respect but don’t understand.
Rong Qiqi left Xu Hun behind and handed the invitation letter to the security guard. The security guard still had several conspicuous scars on his face, and he could scare away a lot of children with a single strike.
Scar's security guard said: "It's not today, you made a mistake."
Rong Qiqi didn't care what the security guard said, "I know, but the dean called me to help and asked me to come today."
The security guard glanced at the invitation, then at Rong Qiqi, and asked suspiciously, "What's your name?"
"White Poems."
"Okay, just wait, I'll call the dean."
The security guard talked to the other side of the phone about the situation here, "Hmm...hey...I understand." After hanging up the phone, he returned the invitation letter to Rong Qiqi, "
go in."
Rong Qiqi was not in a hurry to leave, and said with a smile: "I haven't been back for a long time. How can I get to the dean's office?"
The security guard saw that Rong Qiqi was beautiful, spoke politely, and his attitude was not as serious as before. He said kindly: "It's in the building in front. Turn right at the stairs on the third floor and you can see the sign for the Dean's Office.
Already."
"Thank you, you are such a good person." Approval from the ghost.
To be more precise, it's an order. This chapter has been completed!