Two hours passed quickly. During this period, in this small clinic, Zong Bairong, Luo Xiaoyao and Dr. Lu started a conversation around the National Day military parade.

Dr. Lu did not treat them as children, but told them a lot of big truths and international relations.

Zong Bairong and Luo Xiaoyao listened with relish and gained a lot of knowledge, and these are things they cannot learn in school at present.

In the era when grades are king, the life of high school students is really a comprehensive liberal arts science, except for Chinese, mathematics, English, and other questions, and scoring skills. Where can I have the opportunity to align with national affairs and international situations?

Just as Zong Bairong was about to finish his hangup, her cousin actually came to pick her up.

Tan Ping looked at his little cousin and twisted her cheeks as he came up.

"Little Pity, what's going on? I'm having some more time?"

"Cousin, you're too much. I'm so old and don't be allowed to pinch my face anymore!" Zong Bairong's face was so angry that he acted coquettishly with Tan Ping.

Luo Xiaoyao looked around, his eyes involuntarily showing a hint of envy.

She usually shows off her aloofness in school. Even if she smiles, she just smiles lightly, and her tone of speech is cold and stinging. However, when she faces her family, she finally becomes what he remembers - smiling and bright sunshine.

He still remembers the last time they met, four years ago. Changshui City organized a cultural and artistic performance to celebrate New Year's Day, which was at Jiahua Middle School and Zong Bairong's junior high school. He remembers it very clearly that Zong Bairong was the host.

As a member of the performance team sent by their school, he sat in the audience and watched her calm and generous hosting. He was so proud of her!

He touched the small gift in his schoolbag. It was something he had started preparing when he knew he could come to Jiahua Middle School this time. He hoped to see her and give her this gift with his own hands.

Later, he really lived up to his expectations. In the backstage, he found her who was resting. At that time, there were only a few people. He boldly covered her eyes. The delicate and soft touch was like an electric current, and instantly transmitted from his hands into his internal organs and deeply into his heart.

She was surprised at the time, and he said, "Don't be afraid, I am your brother Xiaoyao. I have traveled time to find you ten years later!"

She was even more surprised. The TV series "Legend of Sword and Fairy" happened to be broadcast that year, and Li Xiaoyao on TV did travel through time. Could it be that there are really people in the world who will come from the future?

"Put down, I want to see what you look like." He still remembers her timid tone at that time.

"No, I can't leave a mark in this time and space!"

He was having fun at that time. Well, actually, he was a little scared at that time. He was afraid that she would not be able to confirm him when she turned around. After all, there was too little interaction between them, and Luo Xiaoyao at that time could not bear Zong Bairong's gaze as if he was strangers.

So, he lied, "I want to go back to my time and space, but I left you a gift, you can see it when you open your eyes. When you grow up, with this gift, I will find you!"

"You count to ten minutes and open your eyes. I'm leaving. Goodbye, Zong Bairong!"

He endured it again and again, finally took his hand back from her eyes, and then quickly took out the exquisite and cute clay girl riding a bicycle from her backpack. After putting it on the ground, he ran back cruelly and left here as fast as possible.

Yes, timid and scared, he wanted to see her, but he was afraid that she would not know him...

Thinking of this, Luo Xiaoyao couldn't help but shake his head, and felt infinite regret for a moment. If he could be more brave at that time, maybe Zong Bairong today would still be as happy and carefree as before.

He didn't know what had happened to her in the past few years. He deliberately went to Cong Xin to inquire, but Cong Xin was so secretive that he couldn't find out anything.

He lamented in his heart, but his eyes turned to the little bit of bottle hanging by Zong Bairong, "Doctor, this is gone."

As he said, Zong Bairong and Tan Ping also looked up. The two people who had been quarreling just now did not notice the passage of time.

Dr. Lu came over and took the needle for Zong Bairong neatly. Just as the towel that had been covering his hands was lifted, Luo Xiaoyao and Tan Ping were almost surprised at the same time.

"Bai Rong, your hand?"

"Cousin, why are your hands swollen like this?"

The originally flawless back of the hand is in the center, and it looks purple and purple at this moment, and it is also full of bulgingness. Just looking at it is scary.

"I'm too thin and it's hard to find blood vessels. I've been pricked twice before I got it." Dr. Lu felt a little guilty, "I'm sorry, little girl, I won't let you get a second injection next time!"

"This is not only a problem with the second injection, it looks like an allergic reaction!" Luo Xiaoyao couldn't help shouting, his tone was choking, all of which was dissatisfaction with Dr. Lu.
Chapter completed!