Chapter 352
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"There are sweet corn and waxy corn. Which one do you want?" The lady boss looked at Xie Jiuheng and asked.
"Get me a sweet corn and a portion of other stuffed buns."
Xie Jiuheng wasn't sure what kind of stuffed buns Shen Wanqing liked to eat, so he just bought them all.
But this sweet corn … Xie Jiuheng really had an inexplicable premonition.
Shortie, she really liked to eat sweet corn!
When he entered the school, Xie Jiuheng also bought a can of Vang Tsai milk.
Smelling the milky fragrance on Shortie's body, it seemed to be similar to the milky fragrance of Vang Tsai milk.
He had arrived too early. When he passed by the school, as long as he saw Xie Jiuheng, no one would not be shocked.
Even the security guard at the gate couldn't believe it and rubbed his eyes a few times. He wondered if there was something wrong with his eyes.
Did the sun rise from the west today?
He had never come early, and even skipped classes to run away. How could he come to school so early?
Xie Jiuheng put the dazzling breakfast on Shen Wanqing's table. He was a little bored and was about to take out his phone to play games when he suddenly remembered what Shen Wanqing said to him on the bus yesterday.
She said that anyone would be able to find out everything about her.
Xie Jiuheng had some doubts in his heart. He randomly pulled a boy over and asked him about Shen Wanqing.
When the boy was found by Xie Jiuheng, he felt that he was not far from death.
He didn't expect that in the end, he would ask him about Shen Wanqing.
The boy didn't know much about Shen Wanqing. He could only tell Xie Jiuheng everything he heard while trembling.
After a while, Xie Jiuheng, who had heard the boy's words, waved his hand and let the boy leave.
Xie Jiuheng held the phone in his hand and leaned back on the chair. At this moment, there was some sadness and heartache between his eyebrows.
Only then did he know that his shortie had congenital heart disease.
No wonder her face had always been so pale. She looked so fragile like a paper person. So … it was like this …
Last year, when school started, he fainted during the first class. He was sent to the infirmary and brought back.
Xie Jiuheng thought about it. Where did he go when school started?
He seemed to be hiding somewhere to play games and fight with someone …
It was no wonder that this guy was wearing an autumn school uniform. It was also no wonder that he didn't feel a trace of stuffiness even though he was wearing a heavy autumn school uniform on such a hot day.
Xie Jiuheng put his phone in his pocket and buried his face in his arms.
Xie Jiuheng felt a slight pain in his heart. It was so painful that Xie Jiuheng almost couldn't breathe.
His heart ached for his shortie.
He could not imagine how painful it must have been for his little shortie to maintain the hope of living after being tortured by illness for so many years.
He really wanted to hug his Shortie right now.
"Good morning, Xie Jiuheng." Xie Jiuheng's shoulder was gently patted by someone. A girl's soft and cold voice sounded in his ear.
Xie Jiuheng was shocked. He turned around and looked at the girl in front of him. He stood up in panic.
Speak of the devil and he will appear.
"You, you're here …" Xie Jiuheng's mouth twitched dryly.
"Yes." Shen Wanqing nodded.
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