After the holiday, the flu seems to have gradually gone, and everything is back on track.

Qu Mozhang has good grades and is the number one scholar in Yanjing City. She was a celebrity in the first year of high school. She is also good-looking. She doesn't like to play with her classmates on weekdays. Apart from reading books, she is quietly doing questions.

The content of high school is a bit more complicated, but for the second time Qu Mozhang, it is already simple. And she had already thought about what she would study in the future, and would take the time to read professional-related books. She had accumulated enough in her previous life, but now she can't read it again. Many of the books were in English original editions, which made the students in her class dumbfounded.

Although some people with pantothenic acid think she is artificial and pretending to be noble and ignoring people, but she is more envious. What's more, boys at this age are always ready to move. Having such a classmate in the class has naturally become their favorite object. When Lin Qinghan came to see Qu Mozang for dinner, she had already met several boys who gave gifts to accost her.

On this day, she stood outside the Qu Mozang classroom and looked inside. After class, there were basically not many people left in the get out of class, and most of them had already left. Those who stayed in the classroom basically brought meals.

Qu Mozhen was sitting in the third row, looking up at a tall, thin, white boy in front of him. He held a box of things in his hand and placed it in front of Qu Mozhen a little shyly, talking to Qu Mozhen.

This person, Lin Qinghan, also knows that it seems to be Xiao Yancheng, who entered the attached middle school with the second best grade in the city. At the opening ceremony, Qu Mozhang rejected the offer to speak on stage, and it was he who gave a speech on behalf of the freshmen.

Xiao Yancheng is very handsome, with a bookish air of his own, and is a very clean boy. At that time, the speech was excellent in writing, with a nice voice, which gained the hearts of many girls, and he was also a school-level character.

Not knowing what they said, Qu Mozang smiled slightly, which made Lin Qinghan unspeakable. After staying with Qu Mozhen for so long, she actually knew her very well. She looked gentle but she was slightly cold. Except for She Jiayi, she rarely smiled at people, let alone the boys who struck up.

She didn't like that she smiled at Xiao Yancheng and looked at the exquisite box. She even expected Qu Mozhen to refuse. This strange taste was sour and astringent, and it was really uncomfortable.

But she felt that she was making troubles unreasonably, Qu Mozhen is so good, isn't it normal for someone to like her.

The people inside were still talking, but Lin Qinghan didn't look at it anymore, and she didn't go in either, she leaned on the outside of the classroom and looked condensed and was silent. She had a good look at her coming and going, just leaning there, and the people who caused her kept looking there, but the coldness also made people timid.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I don't like sweets. I'm sorry." Qu Mozhan is no longer a little girl, and Xiao Yancheng is very clear about her actions. She doesn't think she will have the intention to play with a 16 or 7-year-old boy. Adolescent love, decisively refused.

Xiao Yancheng was a little stunned, but he quickly reacted: "It's because I didn't consider it well, what do you like?"

Qu Mozhang smiled and said, "I probably like studying." After that, she looked at the empty door and frowned, "I made an appointment with a friend for lunch, thank you for the biscuits, but I still don't want to spend money in the future."

He stood up and found the figure leaning against the window, he was taken aback, and walked out quickly.

I didn't know what Lin Qinghan was thinking, she came out by herself, and she still dignifiedly leaned there in a daze.

"Why don't you go in when you are here?" Qu Mozhen was helpless, and he used to call people back to God.

Lin Qinghan turned his head and glanced at the window again: "I didn't bother when I saw you talking to someone."

Qu Mozhan raised his eyebrows: "Don't bother me, just call me when I come here, what are you doing when you stand outside so cold?"

Lin Qinghan felt a little bored because of this natural sentence. The two walked side by side to the cafeteria. Lin Qinghan held back for a long time before asking in a low voice, "Does that boy like you?"

Qu Mozhen froze and looked a little depressed. In her opinion, everyone around him was children. It was very strange to her to be confessed by a high school boy.

Seeing that Qu Mozang's expression was wrong, Lin Qinghan was inexplicably impatient: "Do you like him?"

Qu Mozhen:...

"I don't like it. Although there is nothing wrong with this kind of thing, and the feelings of youth are both young and beautiful, but the moment is still too young, we must focus on academics." Qu Mozhang said seriously, staring at Lin Qinghan and chuckles. Said: "We Qinghan are also beautiful women, is there a boy who has a crush on you?"

Lin Qinghan's pale face was slightly pink, and she shook her head firmly: "I won't fall in love early, they...too much trouble." Thinking of the male classmate who always put breakfast on her table without a word, her tone was a little condensed.

"Trouble? What happened?" Qu Mozhen frowned, afraid that she would be bullied by those naive boys who were overgrown with hormones.

When Lin Qinghan finished speaking, she chuckled slightly: "Just tell him. If you don't mean it, then simply refuse. After a long time, the enthusiasm will fade."

Lin Qinghan didn't understand much, but she nodded, and the depression in her chest was gone. Listening to Qu Mo Zang's words, she definitely didn't like those naive boys.

Qu Mozang and She Jiayi are not in the same class, but the three of them will tacitly meet downstairs for a meal. Sitting in the canteen, She Jiayi looked at them with a sad face: "Oh, our head teacher, we do things all day long, the math teacher is the grade head teacher, who is more powerful than the head teacher, and I've really had a hard time."

After that, she looked at Qu Mozang enviously, and said lamented: "Where is you like you, every day is easy, and there is a little daughter-in-law who will never leave you."

"Cough...cough" Lin Qinghan didn't swallow a bite of rice in his mouth, and coughed immediately, and quickly covered his mouth in embarrassment. Qu Mozang quickly took out the tissue and handed it to her, giving her a smooth back, and glanced at She Jiayi with some condensation: "You wash the dishes at noon."

After Lin Qinghan slowly came over, his face was flushed with cough, his eyes were watery, and tears came out.

"Is it okay?" Qu Mozhen asked with a frown, seeing her coughing so fiercely.

"No, it's okay."

She Jiayi was crying there, but her eyes were filled with a smirk, and finally she obediently washed the dishes.

The evening self-study at Yanjing High School will be until 8:30. After class is over, Lin Yan has been waiting at home. Watching them come back to pick up their schoolbags for them, Wen smiled and greeted: “I’m tired in class, I’m hot. It's already cooked, and you can take a shower in a while. In the pot, I simmered a little black chicken soup, Mo Zhu, and Han'er to drink some. I specially sucked the oil so that it won't be very greasy."

She lives here. Although she says she wants to collect the rent, she knows very well that Qu Mozhan's family is helping her mother and daughter, so her salary is paid to the Qu family, and the rest is spent on it. Prepared food for the two children.

Qu Mozhang is very fond of Lin Yan, a woman who has been tempted by life, although her face is no longer young, she has not caught the civic and scheming of a small citizen at all. She and Lin Qinghan lived frugally when they depended on each other, and even reluctant to buy vegetables. But when she came here, even though the salary was not high, after she and Lin Qinghan came back, they had never lost the soup, fruits and vegetables.

Even if you are grateful, for a diligent and thrifty person, even if you give her money to dominate, you can't help but plan carefully, but now she is spending her own money without mentioning anything, which makes Qu Moqi respect her very much.

When the two of them had washed their hands and came out, two bowls of chicken soup had been placed on the restaurant table. The chicken soup with the oil foam removed was very clear. It should have been boiled over time, and the steam brought out a tempting fragrance. A bowl of chicken soup floats with some goji berries, and a bowl is very clean.

Lin Qinghan consciously sat down on the bowl with wolfberries. Qu Mozhen didn't like the taste of wolfberries. To nourish, Lin Yan added wolfberries, but they separated them carefully when serving the soup.

"Thank you Auntie Lin, have you ever had it?" Qu Mozang sniffed the chicken soup and turned to ask Lin Yan. Lin Qinghan also looked up at his mother.

Lin Yan smiled and said, "You drink first, I'm not in a hurry." Then he went into the kitchen and brought rice cakes and put them on the table.

"You are easy to get hungry in class. This rice cake is also easy to digest if you are hungry."

The scent of the chicken soup was still there, and the sweet rice cake flavor was added. The Qu Mo Zang, who was used to being old and healthy, couldn't restrain it, and put a piece into his mouth. The steamed rice cake is sweet, soft and sweet. The surface is sprinkled with sesame seeds. The burnt aroma of sesame and the softness of the cake are very delicious.

After eating, she lowered her head and drank the chicken soup again. The slightly hot chicken soup was delicious and mellow. The salty taste completely did not conflict with the sweetness left by the rice cake. Qu Mozhen had already tasted many delicacies, but it was precisely this homely taste. , So she likes it even more.

Aunt Huang's food is delicious, but the taste is heavy, but Lin Yan's cooking skills are not inferior to Aunt Huang, and the taste is light and not weak, which is very incomparable to the taste of Qumo.

She ate rice cakes and drank chicken soup until she felt a little full and raised her head, and saw Lin Qinghan holding half of the rice cakes, looking at her with a smile in her eyes. When Lin Yan saw that she finally stopped, she also laughed: "Mo Zang loves to eat this, then I will try to make some more."

"I like it too." Lin Qinghan smiled and took a bite of the rice cake. When she looked at Qu Mozhen, there was a trace of petting in her eyes that she hadn't noticed.

Qu Mozang watched a plate of rice cake and ate three pieces by himself. It was a little unnatural, but he politely said, "Aunt Lin, these pastries are a lot of trouble. You don't need to make them often."

"It's no trouble. I didn't have the energy or the mind to do this before. Qinghan eats less with me. Now I have some free time. You also like to eat. Doing more will not interfere." When it comes to this, she is grateful again. Mo Zeng felt ashamed to Lin Qinghan.

Qu Mozhan understood her feelings when she heard this, and laughed: "Then I will have a feast for it."

The three of them sat at the table with a bowl of chicken soup and a piece of rice cake. They talked while eating. Although they didn't talk much, they were also a rare warmth at night.

After that desperate dusk, Lin Qinghan, who met Qu Mozhan, felt that her life was suddenly turned upside down and beautifully messed up. Since the beginning of this year, this year Lin Qinghan could not imagine in the past ten years, although she owes Qu Mozhan, but Life has never been so difficult anymore, at least she thought she had completely walked out of the quagmire and was bathed in sunshine. But Qu Mozhan always pressed one thing, everything seemed peaceful and beautiful, but one semester of high school was over, which meant that the biggest catastrophe in Lin Qinghan's life was about to begin.

One night in March 2010, Lin Qinghan and Qu Mozang returned home from school as usual. Lin Qinghan felt inexplicably uneasy along the way, and the steps to go upstairs were a bit larger. I knocked on the door, and the people who came to open the door soon in the past did not move or hear any sound.

"Mom, we're back." Lin Qinghan knocked on the door quickly, but still did not respond. Her expression changed suddenly. Before she could say anything, Qu Mozhen immediately took out the key and opened the door.

The light in the room was still on, but Lin Yan did not see Lin Yan, Lin Qinghan rushed into Lin Yan's room, Lin Yan lay motionless on the ground, and a medicine bottle rolled beside her.

Lin Qinghan only felt her head buzzing, and she staggered forward and rushed to turn Lin Yan over, calling her mother, but her voice was blocked.

Under the lamp, Lin Yan had closed his eyes tightly, his face was purple, and his lips were cyanotic. Qu Mozang immediately took out his mobile phone and quickly dialed 120. The phone was connected and handed to Lin Qinghan: "You calm down, answer the phone and quickly tell the doctor the address and your mother's medical history."

Speaking of this, she quickly laid Lin Yan flat, unbuttoned her clothes, possessed and quickly listened to her heartbeat. Recalling the first aid knowledge he had learned before, he quickly pressed Lin Yantou back to keep the airway unobstructed, and then immediately started cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

Lin Qinghan shook her hands so badly, she barely recovered her sanity from the initial panic, and quickly reported the address. The doctor over there asked about the patient's condition, and she looked at Lin Yan with a dreadful face: "She has no heartbeat, her face is so ugly."

Qu Mozhan saw her almost collapsed, and quickly shouted towards the other side: "Send an ambulance right away. The patient has asthma. Now she has no breathing and heartbeat. I am giving her CPR. Please hurry up!"

Lin Qinghan only felt that there was a roar in her ears, all the cells in her body were clamoring for her to react, but she just couldn't move, everything around seemed to be a black and white movie, only Qu Mozhen's pressing motion was in front of her eyes Playing.

I don't know when she took the hand, and the machine listened to Qu Mozhan's command to press Lin Yan, or when the ambulance rushed to take Lin Yan to the hospital.

When she recovered, she stood blankly outside the emergency room of the emergency department, and watched the doctors and nurses quickly pass in front of her. The electrocardiogram and ventilator were all sent in. But at this moment, she was held in her arms by Qu Mozhang, her body was shaking constantly, her face pale as a ghost.

Qu Mozang frowned, his eyes filled with unbearable and distressed. The girl's weak body was trembling through the cotton-padded clothes, her face was pale and her hands were cold. She was shaking too badly. If it weren't for her to hold her back, she would be unsteady.

After a long time, she had a look in her eyes, but it was a deep panic and helplessness. She had no blood on her lips, turned her head to look at Qu Mo Zang, and tremblingly asked her: "Mo Zang, what should I do, what should I do?"

Her voice was very small, as if she had no strength to speak, and she trembled with extreme sadness. She didn't seem to want an answer, but the fear in her heart didn't know how to get rid of it, so she could only ask in vain.

Qu Mo cuddled her tightly and touched her sweaty hair: "It's okay, don't be afraid, it will be fine."

Qu Mozhan looked at the door of the emergency room with a heavy heart. What she worries most is Lin Yan's body, and she often told her to prepare medicine before. Because in the last life, Lin Yan seemed to be gone. That is, after Lin Yan passed away, Kong Yixiang realized that his son was not his own, and brought Lin Qinghan, who was an orphan, back to Kong's family.

She can help Lin Qinghan avoid the harm caused to her by the outside world, but she can do too little for the big event of life and death.

The person in his arms finally couldn't help it, gritting his teeth and crying, the repressed and forbearing cry made Qu Mozhen's heart muffled. It was said that she had become friends with Lin Qinghan, but she had lived for so many years after all. In her eyes, Lin Qinghan was the one who handed her a life-saving straw when she was desperate, and she is also a cute girl who now depends on her.