"An Qing, how are you?
Why did you fall as soon as we left?"
The clear female voice, with a hint of worry and anxiety, had already reached An Qing's ears before she opened the door.
An Qing curled his lips and sneered in his heart: He is really a master of acting, he never stops for a moment.
As soon as the door creaked open, a pair of weak men and women with anxious faces walked in a hurry and went straight to An Qing who was lying on the bed.
An Qing suppressed the coldness in his eyes, supported his body with his arms, raised his head weakly, glanced at the two of them, and said weakly: "I have nothing to do, you don't need to worry, there are still classes tomorrow."
"Oh, what are you talking about?
You are like this.
How can we care about it?
We have just been separated for a while and you are like this."
Han Mei said with red eyes and a face that was a bit more delicate than the injured An Qing.
As he spoke, his voice became choked with sobs, and the scene was full of drama.
If a pair of eyes hadn't glanced behind him from time to time, it would have been a bit more real.
Han Che's face was tense, and his bright eyes looked straight at An Qing, as if he was putting all his thoughts on her.
If he hadn't known the plot, An Qing felt that he might have fallen into the trap.
At such a young age, he put so much thought into it and acted so realistically.
It was really deliberate.
"Han Che, Han Mei, you are here."
An's father heard the servant say in the study that the two of them were here.
He thought to himself that his daughter was too busy to take care of her resentment.
It would be better to have peers to comfort her.
So I came a little late.
"Uncle, good uncle, if I had known something would happen to An Qing as soon as we left, we might as well stay a little longer.
Even if we get up early tomorrow morning and go to school in a tight schedule, it would be better than now."
Han Mei wiped the corners of her red eyes. , a small face turned to look at An's father full of remorse.
Han Che simply said to An's father: "Hello, Uncle An" but his eyes turned red, which really showed the worries in the young boy's heart.
An Qing understood in his heart that these two people were laying the foundation for him to enter the An family, and the chill in his heart was even worse, but he didn't show it at all on his face, only showing a haggard smile: "I fell this time, knowing that so many people care about me, I feel The fall was worth it."
He said with a pair of cold eyes and looked at An's father steadily.
An's father was heartbroken by An Qing's look.
His eyes were red when he thought of his deceased wife.
He touched the top of her hair and said slowly, "Dad will arrange more time to spend with you in the future."
An Qing suppressed the inexplicable feelings in his heart, and his eyes showed a bit of joy.
He grabbed An's father's arm and shook it: "Dad, you have to keep your word this time."
An's father saw that An Qing was a little more relaxed than before, and hurriedly nodded.
"Dad, it's already getting late.
Han Che and the others have classes tomorrow.
Ask the driver to take them back quickly, otherwise they will miss the gate.
Don't delay class."
An Qing looked at Han Mei who opened her mouth to speak.
Decided to get a head start.
After hearing this, An's father patted his head and said with a smile: "If you don't tell me, I forgot.
I asked Xiao Zhang to send them off."
Han Mei was about to say something, but Han Che shook his head slightly and stopped him.
An Qing will Seeing everything in front of his eyes, he knew that Han Che was the one who really dominated everything.
After Han Che and Han Mei were sent away, Father An came to An Qing and gently touched her head: "Does your head still hurt?"
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An Qing shook his head gently and smiled: "It doesn't hurt anymore, Dad, don't worry."
An's father looked at An Qing guiltily for a while and said slowly: "Qingqing, although dad wants to spend more time with you, there are always some things that cannot be arranged for others.
I think Han Che and Han Mei are related to you.
Yes, both of them are attentive, so why not just bring them home to accompany you, so that it will be convenient for you to go to school together in the future?"
Although An Qing knew the plot, she was still shocked when she heard An's father say such words according to Han Che's plan.
She slowly shook her head and said with a choked voice: "Dad, I don't want the smell of outsiders in my home. , although they come here on weekends, they are not from the family after all.
The home belongs to my father, mother and me.
I can’t let others take over this home, no one can.”
An's father was startled, and then his eyes turned red.
He hugged An Qing and choked with sobs: "Okay, home will always be our family's home, Ke Qingqing.
Your father is really worried about it." tgt ttrgt: