She picked up the big watermelon from the well water, cut it into pieces, and said, "Xiao Chi, come in and ask Xiao Mo to come out and eat the watermelon together."

Wen Chi shouted at the window: "Xiao Mo, come out and eat melon."

The three teenagers sat in a row on the bench. Wen Qiao gave each of them a piece of watermelon. The three of them acted like children.

Wen Chi was also easily satisfied, so he started to be silly and said vaguely: "Wen Qiao, you must always be so good to me in the future."

Wen Qiao raised his eyebrows: "Looking at your behavior, you are as good as my two brothers. I will always be good to you."

"That's so boring. Just like triplets, people always have their own characteristics. Mine is the domineering and cool Mr. Chi."

A few people were chatting and laughing. Although Jun He didn't quite understand, he also joined in the fun and was no longer the same as before.

At night, Su Yun sat by the bed and told him stories, and Jun He's eyes were full of happiness.

Wen Qiao entered his room and Su Yun went out. Xiao Junhe retold the story that his aunt had just told Wen Qiao, and he told it quite decently.

"Jun He, my sister has something I want to tell you."

Jun He had a well-behaved look on his face and listened carefully.

"My sister is sick and needs Jun He's blood. It's not much, only 600 milliliters. You probably don't have the idea. You can probably make up for it by donating this blood and drinking a little more bone soup. Are you willing? "

Jun He seemed to be reacting to her words. It took him a while to react, and he immediately stretched out his arms: "Pull now, smoke now. As long as my sister wants it, I...I can give it to her."

Wen Qiao's nose suddenly felt a little sore, the child's sincere and urgent eyes, and the fear that she would regret not letting him go and that he would be worthless. Many emotions were intertwined, making her moved and distressed at the same time.

"Not yet, Jun He's body is not strong enough."

Jun He's eyes suddenly dimmed: "Is my blood unhealthy?"

Wen Qiao rubbed his head: "No, Jun He's blood is very healthy, but if blood is drawn now, Jun He's body will be overwhelmed."

"It doesn't matter, sister, it doesn't matter to me."

He always felt that he was useless, but suddenly he knew that he also had something that his sister needed. He didn't want to waste a moment, and he couldn't wait to give her what his sister needed immediately.

Wen Qiao's eyes were wet: "Silly boy, don't worry, sister, you must eat well and take good care of yourself, and then help sister, eh?"

Jun He nodded vigorously: "Yes, okay."

Wen Qiao adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner, covered him with a thin quilt, left the room, sat at the door for a while, lowered his head and smiled.

She and Jun He could be regarded as redeeming each other. He saved her, and she also saved him. Her heart felt full, and she felt that such a life was quite meaningful.

Two days later, Zhou Tao called Wen Qiao and said that Yao Qiwen had returned to South Island to join the crew again.

There is a huge debate on the Internet about Yao Qiwen's reshoot. Some people think that she has moral issues and should quit the entertainment industry. Some people think that her husband can forgive her. What right do you ordinary people have to criticize her?

Of course, this has nothing to do with Wen Qiao.

As long as Yao Qiwen doesn't bother her anymore, that's enough.

Regarding Xiao Junhe's condition, she and her uncle worked together to treat him. It was rare for Su Ce to encounter a case that made him somewhat difficult. His situation was too special.

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