Chen Fan took a few steps back, walked to a position where He Qingzhu could see, and raised the notebook and pen in his hand at her, indicating that he had received it.

He Qingzhu made a writing gesture.

Chen Fan clamped the handle of the umbrella between his neck and shoulders, holding a notebook in one hand and a pen in the other, and wrote on it, "You haven't been to school for two days and the phone can't be reached, so let's see you."

After writing, he put the pen and notebook back into the plastic bag, tied it up again, picked up the umbrella, and compared her with an OK gesture.

He Qingzhu pulled the long wool rope and pulled the plastic bag back, took out the bag, took out the notebook and looked at it, a smile appeared on his face.

She looked out the window, and Chen Fan stood in the middle of the road, looking up at this side. The drizzle blocked her unable to see his face clearly.

She wrote in her notebook, "Are you worried about me?"

He put the notebook back into the bag and threw it down.

Chen Fan picked up the bag, took it apart, and replied, "I feel relieved when I see you are fine."

When He Qingzhu saw his reply, she pouted and said angrily, "Agree to admit it will die."

She lay on the windowsill and wrote, "How do you know I live here?" She put the notebook back into the bag and threw it behind the wall.

In this way, the two started to communicate in this way.

"I went to ask your class teacher. Why can't your phone be connected?"

"I was confiscated and I was not allowed to go out. I was locked up at home and I was not allowed to go to school."

"It's your dad, what are you going to do?"

"If he keeps me like this, I'll call the police!"

When Chen Fan saw this, he felt that she could really do such a thing, and advised him, "Don't be impulsive. If you have anything to do, you can tell him."

"I won't talk about him anymore. I'm so hungry. Please buy me some food. I want a cup of roasted fairy grass and a blueberry cake."

"Okay, I'll go now. If you're angry, don't joke about your body."

Chen Fan waited for her to pull the notebook up, and after reading it, he waved his hand and turned around and left.

He Qingzhu looked at the red flower umbrella and walked away until she disappeared at the corner before turning around and sat on the windowsill.

She flipped through the book, looked at the slightly sloppy handwriting on it, and some water stains left by the rain. She didn't know what she thought of, and a slight smile appeared on her face.

Suddenly, a knock came from outside the door, and a thick voice came, "Qingzhu."

He Qingzhu hurriedly hid the wool and bags under the bed and closed the window again.

The person outside the door shouted a few times. After a while, he heard a click. The door opened from outside. A middle-aged man walked in. "Qingzhu, Dad is going out. You stay at home and don't go out. Aunt Zhao will come to cook for you at noon. Don't be willful, eat well."

He Qingzhu turned her back to him and didn't say anything, as if she didn't hear it.

The middle-aged man waited for a while, but when he saw that she didn't say anything, he closed the door again and left.

He Qingzhu waited for a while, turned around and opened the door, walked to another room, looked down from the window, and saw that the door was opened, a black car drove out.

The door was closed again and locked.

She watched the car drive away and disappeared at the end of the road. She turned around and left the room, walked to the first floor, picked up the phone, and dialed a number, "Aunt Zhao, it's me, can you come here now? Yes, it's now, I'm quite anxious."

In less than ten minutes, Aunt Zhao came over and opened the door with the key.

Aunt Zhao is in her forties and is a nanny at He Qingzhu's family. She is responsible for cleaning and cooking. She lives in this community, just a few minutes away.

After Aunt Zhao entered the door, she asked, "What's so urgent?"

He Qingzhu sat on the sofa, covering her stomach, and said in a weak voice, "Auntie, I'm here, and I've used up my aunt's scarf again. Can you buy it for me?"

Aunt Zhao said, "Why did I think I was wrong? I just said no on the phone."

"I always use this brand, and I can't explain it clearly on the phone." He Qingzhu took out an empty packaging bag and reminded him, "If you want to buy the exact same one, don't buy the wrong one."

"Okay, I'll go right now." Aunt Zhao said, picking up the umbrella and leaving again.

When He Qingzhu saw her going out, she did not lock the door. She was delighted. She stood up from the sofa and walked up the second floor with light steps. There was no trace of the appearance of her aunt.

Back to her own room, opened the window and looked out, Chen Fan had not come back yet.

She pulled over a stool, sat in front of the windowsill, held her chin with her hands, and looked outside.

Why haven't you come yet?

He Qingzhu turned his head from time to time to look at the alarm clock on the table. Chen Fan had been there for almost twenty minutes and had not come back yet. He couldn't help but feel anxious.

He won't come, right?

Or something happened?

She began to think randomly, and at this moment, the red flower umbrella finally appeared in her sight.

Here comes!

He Qingzhu stood up suddenly, felt happy and waved his hand hard.

From afar, Chen Fan also waved at her.

She shouted, "Go to the gate."

After Chen Fan turned into the path next to her, she was about to go down to open the door when she suddenly stopped again and walked to the mirror. Seeing that her hair was a little messy, she combed it with a comb before running downstairs.

He Qingzhu did not hold an umbrella, and trotted through the yard, arrived at the front of the gate, and opened the door.

Chen Fan was outside, holding an umbrella in one hand and a large bag of things in the other.

She put her hand behind her back and said, "Come in."

"Is this convenient?" Chen Fan hesitated.

He Qingzhu whispered, "It's okay, there's no one in my family now."

When Chen Fan heard this, his scalp numb and said, "That, I'll go back first..."

He Qingzhu pulled his wrist up, pulled him in, and said, "Come in quickly, my aunt is coming soon. If she sees it, it will be bad."

As he said, he slammed the door and closed it.

"Go and go inside."

He Qingzhu took Chen Fan's hand, squeezed under an umbrella with him, walked into the room, and took him up the stairs, "Go to my room."

Although Chen Fan felt it was not very appropriate, he still couldn't bear to shake off her hand.

He knew that her heart was actually quite fragile.

"Put the umbrella on the windowsill."

After arriving at the room, He Qingzhu naturally let go of his hand and took the big bag in his hand. In addition to the roasted fairy grass and blueberry cake she wanted, there were also a large bag of snacks, chocolate, potato chips, and biscuits.

She said in surprise, "Why buy so much food?"

Chen Fan put the umbrella on the windowsill, was looking at her room, and said, "I bought it on the way."

"You are just afraid that I will go hungry, right?"
Chapter completed!