While eating, she told Su Mama about her brother's situation, which reassured her, and Su Qiao returned to the house.
Turn on the newly purchased computer, connect the camera, and start observing the situation at Chu Yi's home.
I didn't notice anything unusual that night.
Chu Yi is relatively silent at home, while Mother Chu is as aggressive as ever and speaks loudly.
Father Chu Yongjun, doesn't talk much, looks honest and honest.
Su Qiao was busy for a long time. When she received the message from Jiang Yihan, she realized that she had forgotten him.
I quickly made a phone call.
"You said you were going to paint."
Jiang Yihan was wearing a white home sweatshirt, sitting cross-legged on the bed, with an unhappy look on his face.
Su Qiao slapped his forehead and apologized quickly. "I'm sorry, I'm really busy today. I will definitely take you there next week."
After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Yihan couldn't help but ask, "Where... have you been today?"
He woke up early and thought she would come to him.
They would go sketching together in the suburbs and go shopping together.
Unexpectedly, the morning passed, the afternoon passed, and even after dinner, she still had no news.
He hesitated for a long time before summoning the courage to send her a message.
"I went to see my brother early this morning. I had some very important things to tell him, so I didn't come to play with you."
"You didn't even tell me."
At least make a call or send a message.
Jiang Yihan I didn't feel anything before, but after hearing her voice, I felt a little aggrieved inexplicably.
Su Qiao knew that her family Little Angel had a fragile heart, so she quickly explained in a good voice:
"It's my fault. Next time I will tell you where I will go and what I will do, so that you won't worry."
"Yeah."
Jiang Yihan Although he still felt a little uncomfortable, he was afraid that he would go too far, make her angry, and make her stay away from him.
"Have you eaten? What are you doing?"
Su Qiao looked at the clock on the wall, it was already past nine o'clock.
It's time to eat, right?
You shouldn't have lost your temper and foolishly not even eaten, right?
"Eat."
Jiang Yihan actually didn't eat much all day today, just a few token bites at dinner, but he didn't want her to worry about him.
He paused and said softly, "I drew a picture today."
Su Qiao was very wise and immediately said, "It must be a very good painting. Can you bring it to school tomorrow and show it to me? Let me appreciate it too."
"I... I've torn it apart."
Perhaps because of her unhesitating praise, or perhaps because of the profile of the woman in the painting, Jiang Yihan blushed a little.
"Why tear it up?"
"I..." He was used to tearing it up after drawing, destroying the body and destroying all traces.
His mother hated him most for picking up a paintbrush.
Because his father, who had no memory of him, was a slightly famous painter.
Su Qiao instantly understood the reason and felt heartbroken. "It doesn't matter, it's okay to tear it up. Let's go to the countryside to paint together next Sunday."
"Yeah."
Thinking that we could go sketching together in the countryside next Sunday, Jiang Yihan raised the corner of his mouth in a rare way.
"Then go to bed early?" Su Qiao is also a little tired today.
Jiang Yihan paused and asked cautiously, "Don't you want to play games?"
Listening to those words full of expectations, Su Qiao cheered up again:
"Then play two games, but you can't play too late, and you're not allowed to hide under the quilt and play all night."
This guy, no matter what he does, he can really hide under the quilt and play all night long.
Maybe it was because he was too restricted in the past, but in just one week, he became a veritable internet-addicted boy.
"Yes." Jiang Yihan nodded obediently.