The next day, Qin Yinong got up early and went out to buy breakfast in person.

Tang Hanzhang could only eat liquid food, and Tang Ruoyao asked her to bring her a minced meat porridge. As for herself, she could just give her the same serving.

Before Qin Yinong entered the ward, he tidied up the description in the hospital bathroom. His fingers were dipped in water, making the hair on his temples obedient, and knocked on the door of the ward with a bright look.

Tang Ruoyao came over to open the door and was slightly stunned when he saw Qin Yinong standing at the door.

Qin Yinong wore a long off-white windbreaker, with slim trousers underneath and a pair of leather short boots. The distant mountains and green eyes, and their eyes were as beautiful as autumn water, making her look gentle and clean, especially the faint smile on the corners of her lips, which looked like a piece of warm and restrained jade.

"Are you uncle here?" Qin Yinong asked politely, his voice neither high nor low, just so that Tang Hanzhang in the ward could hear it.

Tang Ruoyao looked at her again and gave way out: "He's awake."

Qin Yinan nodded and his smile became more gentle.

Tang Ruoyao felt uncomfortable all over, as if a big bad wolf was wearing pure sheepskin.

Tang Ruoyao took the breakfast she brought and put it on the table.

Qin Yinong followed her in and asked Tang Hanzhang on the bed: "Good morning, uncle."

Tang Hanzhang still looked at her and said nothing.

I don’t know if it was Qin Yinong’s illusion, but Tang Hanzhang’s eyes were deeper than yesterday.

"Did uncle feel better today?"

Tang Hanzhang nodded.

Tang Ruoyao took out the porridge that Qin Yinong bought from the bag, and uncovered the disposable lid. The smell of disinfectant in the ward was covered by the scent of the porridge. Tang Ruoyao smiled and said to Tang Hanzhang: "Dad, this is the breakfast that Qin Yinong specially brought to you."

Tang Hanzhang thought expressionlessly: I want to marry my daughter with a bowl of porridge?

But Tang Hanzhang was known to others, so he smiled at Qin Yidan.

Qin Yinong was flattered and almost couldn't help but grin.

She quickly cleared her throat.

Tang Ruoyao fed Tang Hanzhang to eat porridge. Qin Yinong had nothing to do. He looked around and took a few apples to the bathroom, washed them and placed them in a fruit tray. Then she sat by the window and peeled them with a fruit knife.

Tang Hanzhang's eyes slanted toward the other side, and Tang Ruoyao looked at him.

The father and daughter looked at each other.

Tang Ruoyao pursed his lips and smiled.

A trace of helplessness flashed in Tang Hanzhang's eyes.

Women are too old to stay.

Qin Yinong shook a long piece of apple skin in the trash can, walked over, glanced at Tang Hanzhang in a hurry, and then fixed on Tang Ruoyao, not daring to deviate from the slightest: "Can uncle eat fruit?"

Tang Ruoyao said: "It's OK, it's best to squeeze juice." She lifted her chin and there was a juicer in the ward.

Qin Yinong went to clean the juicer again.

The sound of water from the faucet came from the bathroom.

Tang Ruoyao whispered to her father: "You are too serious."

Tang Hanzhang raised his eyebrows.

Is this called seriousness? She is timid and dare not look at herself.

Tang Ruoyao curled his lips.

Last night, she told her and Qin Yinong's story with her head and tail. Tang Hanzhang looked so mysterious that she didn't say a word. His body had not recovered, and Tang Ruoyao could not force him to speak, so she still couldn't figure out what Tang Hanzhang's attitude was.

But it seems that there is hopelessness. If he really objected, he would probably not even allow her to enter the ward.

Tang Ruoyao thought of this, bent his mouth, supported his chin with one hand, and asked Tang Hanzhang happily: "Dad, is my girlfriend very beautiful?"

Tang Hanzhang rolled his eyes to the sky and immediately closed his eyes tightly.

Tang Ruoyao: "..." She gently poked Tang Hanzhang's shoulder with her fingertips, "Dad, why are you doing this?"

Qin Yinong came out with the cleaned juicer liner. Seeing Tang Hanzhang closed his eyes, she thought he was asleep. She looked down at the peeled apples on the plate. Isn't it? There is no chance to show up again?

Tang Hanzhang was full and went to bed.

Qin and Tang started to have breakfast, and the apples were cut into pieces. The juicer sounded very much, and Qin Yinong was afraid that it would disturb Tang Hanzhang.

Guan Han bought both lunch and dinner. Qin Yinong stayed in the ward all day. During this period, Tang Hanzhang woke up several times. Qin Yinong could feel the gaze of his father-in-law. She also tried her best to keep calm under Tang Ruoyao's comfort.

Qin Yinong came all the way, and Tang Ruoyao couldn't have let her stay in the hospital with her all the time, so he took her out for a walk the next day. He went back to the elementary school and the middle school he went to this time.

The back door of the middle school was open, and Qin Yinong and she walked hand in hand in the empty campus, looking back from time to time. Tang Ruoyao asked her what she was looking at, and Qin Yinong said she was worried that a security guard would suddenly run out.

Tang Ruoyao laughed loudly.

The security guard didn't meet him, but he met a teacher. The school had a dormitory for staff, and some teachers stayed at the school if they didn't go home during the Chinese New Year. The female teacher came over from the front and got closer and closer to them.

Qin Yinong wanted to run away, but Tang Ruoyao grabbed her hand tightly, and when the female teacher came over, he took the initiative to say hello, "Hello teacher."

The female teacher was stunned and said, "Hello."

Tang Ruoyao smiled faintly and said, "I used to be a student here, so I went back to school for the New Year."

The female teacher nodded and asked with a smile: "When did you graduate?"

Tang Ruoyao said: "Three years ago."

She did not wear a mask at school, but only used a scarf to cover her smooth chin, and her eyebrows were very beautiful. The female teacher looked at her carefully for a few glances, her expression moved slightly, and said, "Are you Tang Ruoyao?"

This time it was Tang Ruoyao's turn to be surprised.

"How do you know?"

The female teacher ticked her ears and said with a smile: "I am in the same office with your class teacher, Teacher Liao. When you are studying, you always listen to him mention you, saying that your cultural grades are very good and you are a good seedling for Tsinghua and Peking University. But you have to take the acting academy and make him angry and scold you three times a day."

Liao Changhui, the head teacher of the science class where Tang Ruoyao is located, is a serious middle-aged man. The performance exam requires language, vocal music, body, recitation, performance, etc., which are very demanding. No matter how talented Tang Ruoyao is, he cannot take into account both cultural courses and professional training. As the training intensity increases, he concentrates on preparing for the art exam, and his grades inevitably drop. In the end, the college entrance examination only passed the ordinary 985 line. Of course, among the many art students who are so bad that they are in a mess of cultural courses, they are still far ahead.

At the teacher’s banquet after the college entrance examination, Tang Ruoyao remembered that Liao Changhui was slightly drunk and patted her shoulder hard and said, "It's great to have your own goal and achieve it."

It turns out that when he was studying, did he scold himself three times a day?

Tang Ruoyao lowered his head and touched his nose.

After the female teacher left, Tang Ruoyao took Qin Yinong to his previous class. Now the nameplate on the door says Class 1 of Senior High School, which happens to be a cycle of three years. In June this year, this group of students will embark on the battlefield of the college entrance examination.

The classroom door was locked, and Tang Ruoyao tilted the window to look in the tables, chairs, benches, and the clean blackboard, sighed: "I really want to go back to high school."

"I still want to take the college entrance examination once? By the way, I will take the art exam again?" Qin Yinong teased.

Whether it is the college entrance examination or the art exam of the Performance Department of Capital Theatre Academy, thousands of troops cross a single-plank bridge. When someone passes one, Tang Ruoyao has to pass two. But both bridges live beautifully.

"No, no," Tang Ruoyao said immediately, "I'd better go to college."

Qin Yinong chuckled.

The two of them lay on the guardrails in the corridor, looking down at the green playground in the distance.

The wind blows by and the leaves rustle.

Tang Ruoyao suddenly remembered something, and she turned her head and said, "I remember you seem to have taken the college entrance examination and your scores are OK. Why did you enter the entertainment industry without any preparation?"

If she had ambitions, she should have taken the art exam like her.

Qin Yinong tsk and said, "I want to blame my sister for speaking."

Tang Ruoyao: "Ha?"

A leaf fell down, and was blown by the wind and swirled toward this side. Qin Yinong reached out to catch the fallen leaf and held it in his hand. He said angrily: "Who told her to run so far to study, but she still never returns, and she won't see her during the Chinese New Year. If I honestly went to college and worked as a small employee in the future, I wouldn't even afford a ticket to go abroad."

Qin Yinong let go of his hand, and the fallen leaf clamped at his fingertips fell from the upstairs.

She raised her face and closed her eyes and said, "It's so good to be a celebrity. It's too much money to spend. Go wherever you want, go wherever you want, go whenever you want, I want to go, and you can just set up a special plane. Who knows she's back again? Bah, it's wasted my efforts for so many years."

Tang Ruoyao: "Hahahahaha."

Qin Yinong didn't laugh.

Tang Ruoyao went to hold her wrist. When Qin Yinong opened her eyes, Tang Ruoyao captured the scent of water that flashed through her eyes.

Qin Yidan lowered his voice and said, "If I hadn't entered the entertainment industry back then..."

She would not have joined that cannibal agency, would not have been squeezed out, and would not have to learn to flatter her from many social events. She would have talked to others and talked to ghosts, would not have been criticized by thousands of people, would not offend Li Yichuan, would not bet on life, and would not have been a series of things that followed.

Similarly, she would not meet Tang Ruoyao.

Qin Yinong suddenly smiled relievedly.

If this is a difficult test given to her by God, and the reward for passing the level is Tang Ruoyao, then she will be happy.

Qin Yinong leaned sideways, leaning against the corridor columns of the corridor, waved to Tang Ruoyao at her. Tang Ruoyao had already had a sense of harmony with her and opened her arms to hug her waist. Qin Yinong's hand fell on her back, and her chin pillowed on the girl's shoulders, and sighed comfortably.

She thought she wouldn't have nightmares anymore.

Tang Ruoyao originally wanted to go and see his class teacher Liao Changhui again, but she and Qin Yinong have not made it public yet, and they have no rightful identity, and the other party knew nothing about the situation, so he simply postponed the matter, or waited for Qin Yinong to return to Beijing before she could visit her alone.

In the afternoon, I answered a call from my high school classmate and asked if she was at home and wanted to ask her to go out for shopping and dinner.

Tang Ruoyao didn't want to go, but Qin Yinong asked her to agree. Every girl should dress up beautifully, and board the road outside with three or five friends to enjoy a great youth.
To be continued...