But the bad thing is that Pei Qingsheng, Lu Yanqi and others all started to have Jiang Lan's ideas.

"Then what should we do now? Bring the lady back?"

Lu Jingchi didn't answer the question, "Did Fengqin adopt a group of stray cats and dogs?"

"Yes...what do you want to do?"

Lu Jingchi took a puff of cigarette and replied. Lin Zheng looked at his inscrutable eyes and couldn't help but feel chills running down his spine.

At this moment, Jiang Lan is sealing Qin Qin’s pet base.

There was a place to sleep here. After Fengqin learned that she didn't want to go back, he brought her here. Anyway, there was a place to sleep here.

Fengqin took her to the dormitory, turned on the lights in the room, and said, "You can live here, basically everything is available, but there is no heating. It may be cold when you sleep at night."

This is a single room, not big, with a bed and a bathroom.

While helping her make the bed, Fengqin said: "There are many rooms here, but only Xiaoshao lives here. There are also other volunteers who occasionally come to stay for two days."

"These quilts are all new."

Jiang Lan nodded gratefully and gestured: Thank you.

Feng Qin scratched his head and said, "You're welcome. You can go to bed early. I'll take you to see the newborn puppies tomorrow morning."

Jiang Lan agreed, and Feng Qin withdrew.

Jiang Lan looked at the room. The house was made of wooden boards and looked a bit warm.

She washed casually, took out the medicine from her bag and took it. She has to take two kinds of medicine now, one was prescribed by the doctor yesterday, and the other was given to her by Dr. Hu.

You must take what Dr. Hu gave you, otherwise the condition will worsen quickly. This medicine has a suppressive effect. The effect is not felt at the moment, but at least it has not become more serious.

I can still think of most things intermittently. In fact, normal people basically can't think of certain things unless they deliberately think about them.

The difference with her is that when she tries hard to think of something, she can't remember it.

After taking the medicine, Jiang Lan picked up his notebook again and lay on the bed to record what happened today.

After writing this, she put the notebook in her bag, lay on the bed, turned off the light and went to sleep.

I don't know if she changed places, but she tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

After tossing and turning in bed for two hours, Jiang Lan didn't know what to think of. She touched the phone on the bedside and clicked on WeChat.

But unfortunately, Lu Jingchi did not reply even a few words.

She was lying on the bed, the white light of the mobile phone shining on her face, reflecting her pale and lost face.

She said that he had used various methods to reject her divorce so many times before. This time... he really decided to divorce, right?

It was because she didn't know how to drink that made him embarrassed in front of his customers last night. It was because her appearance offended those customers.

So he was angry and disappointed with her.

Jiang Lan closed her eyes, not wanting to think about those messy things.

She should feel lucky and relieved that she is getting divorced, and should not think about these things...

She still opened her eyes and clicked on Lu Jingchi's profile picture.

Moments is a horizontal line, that’s right, he never posts on Moments, there’s nothing interesting about it.

Jiang Lan was about to log out of WeChat when her eyes fell on his profile picture again.

The avatar was gray, and after zooming out, it was even harder to see what it was, so she couldn't help but click on the picture.

After zooming in, she saw clearly that they were actually two brown rag dolls.

It's just that the shooting distance was relatively close and the shooting technique was clumsy, so the doll was not fully photographed.

But if you look closely, you can tell that the two dolls are next to each other, nestling on the shelf so obediently. One of the dolls has a broken arm, which was sewn up with needle and thread.

I don’t know who sewed it. The needle and thread were so crooked that the rag doll’s hands were shortened.
Chapter completed!