There are many things in the previous life that have changed in this life. Lu Ziheng can''t predict what Shen Qinghuan is in a coma through the past.


    When Zhou Zihan opened the tent and came in, Qin Mu''s stomach just growled.


    In fact, she should have been speechless to Qin Muzhi, but remembering some fragments of her childhood, Zhou Zihan decided to replace Lu Ziheng to cook for Qin Muzhi himself.


    "Lu Xueshen. You''ve been watching Qinghuan for two hours. What do you want to eat? "


    "What day is it today?" Lu Ziheng frowned and didn''t rush to respond to Zhou Zihan''s question. Instead, Leng Buding asked Zhou Zihan a question.


    "Huh?" Zhou Zihan was stunned for a while. After her mobile phone was taken away, she really couldn''t remember the day.


    "September first!"


    Qin Mu''s words fell, slammed his forehead and shouted bad. He had completely forgotten Lao Lu''s birthday.


    Before leaving, Lu Ziheng told Zhou Zihan about Shen Qinghuan''s favorite dishes and told him to go to find Jiang Shilu if he couldn''t eat them. He knew someone here.


    At the beginning of the month.


    If your hunch is right


    There was heavy snow outside the tent. If he hadn''t just asked the date, Lu Ziheng thought he was in winter.


    There are no female soldiers stationed in Moshan, and naturally there is no sanitary cotton.


    When Lu Ziheng followed, he noticed a chain supermarket at the foot of the mountain for the daily needs of the local mountain people.


    If you want to help children buy the necessary things every month, you should take back the collected mobile phone.


    Lu Ziheng can''t wait for the approval of the report. He surveyed the terrain yesterday. Night lights patrol every minute, and there are few gaps that can be used.


    Nevertheless, Lu Ziheng jumped into the window and successfully got his mobile phone at the risk of being punished.


    Snowflakes are flying in September. Indeed, only mount Mo can see such a scene.


    Shen Qinghuan thought that he would probably always remember this night.


    She opened her eyes faintly. The clinic was so quiet that she could only hear Qin Muzhi''s snoring.


    Lu Ziheng handed her a box of ibuprofen, some warm babies, and boiled brown sugar water in a thermos.


    His chapped lips raised a beautiful arc, and when his cold purple fingertips touched her skin, they brought it back with the snowflakes outside.


    Lu Ziheng did not show off how many frustrations and hardships he had experienced in buying these things, but repeated, "just wake up."


    "Fool." Shen Qinghuan''s tears were like a runaway faucet. The pouring beads hit the back of Lu Ziheng''s hand. She willfully held his cold body, "Lu Ziheng. You are the stupidest person in the world! "


    The boy gently removed her hand, "little ancestor. You''re not in good health. If you hold me, you''ll catch a cold. "


    "Ah Heng." She suddenly stopped all Lu Ziheng''s next words and pressed his arm violently, "I''ll give you the rest of my life.


    Happy birthday. "


    Lu Ziheng''s heart kept pounding. In fact, he didn''t tell the little girl that he was 15 years old after midnight.


    "Sleep." He was dumb, bent one knee on the edge of the bed, opened one corner of the quilt and wrapped the little girl tightly, "I''ll prepare the materials for the school opening ceremony."


    That''s just an excuse.


    The idea of growing up faster grew wildly in Lu Ziheng''s mind.


    Seeing the little girl''s beautiful apricot eyes still looking at him, Lu Ziheng said with a heart: "OK. Go to bed early ~ warm the baby. It''s hot now. My boyfriend has received a birthday present. "