Seeing that Song Changzhi was used to it and didn't care too much about his appearance, Su Nan didn't pay too much attention to it. He secretly thought in his heart that since Master Song was very fond of him, he should do something as well.

"Drink quickly." Song Changzhi waved to the third child, and the cat immediately understood human nature and jumped from Su Nan's arms to the ground, then ran to his side and lay down.

Corn and pork ribs soup has a thick soup, tender meat, and plenty of ingredients. The ribs are tender and easy to remove from the bones. It has a sweet aroma of corn and tastes sweet and fragrant. It is delicious.

After finishing the soup, Su Nan said goodbye. When she returned to the next room, she saw Feng Meng sitting at the door waiting for her.

"What's wrong?"

Feng Meng stood up, walked to Su Nan, smiled, and said proudly: "You asked me to buy a ticket a few days ago, and I have already bought it."

Just as she finished speaking, Feng Meng's hand suddenly had a train ticket, as if by magic. Su Nan didn't even see where she got it from, but she couldn't care less at the moment. Her heart was filled with joy and surprise.

"Thank you, it's so great." Su Nan took the ticket handed over by Feng Meng and jumped twice in excitement.

After the announcement of the resumption of the college entrance examination a few days ago, various places have successively released notices on the registration time and deadline. For Su Nan, the more troublesome part is the registration for this exam. He must bring his ID card and go to his place of residence to register for the exam.

But she is in Beijing now, so she can only take two days off to go home to register, and then rush back to continue filming, and then rush back to take the exam when the exam time comes.

The departure time was the next afternoon. Su Nan packed up her things overnight, then made a bottle of special Xianquan flower tea and delivered it to Song Changzhi who lived next door the next morning.

He also gave some careful instructions, saying that this tea was very effective in strengthening the body and restoring qi and blood, and that he could give his grandson more to drink, which would help speed up his recovery.

Seeing that Song Changzhi accepted it, Su Nan breathed a sigh of relief and dragged his child to the bus stop.

Song Changzhi watched Su Nan go away, stared at the scented tea in his hand for two seconds, and then walked towards his grandson's room. This little Su was really thoughtful. It would be a shame if he didn't give that brat a few sips.

"Hurry, the girl who lives next door brought over a bottle of scented tea. It may help you recover from your wound." Song Changzhi filled the cup on the table and handed it to the bedside without saying anything.

The person who was originally lying on his side with his face facing the wall had to turn around and look at Song Changzhi who was standing beside the bed.

A pale handsome face without any spirit, with a thumb-sized wound on his cheek that had just scabbed over, and no one knew if it would leave a scar. If it did, it would greatly reduce the beauty of the face, and the whole person would appear unusually sinister and scary.

If this person is not Zhou Rang, then who could it be?

His eyes were like a pool of stagnant water as he looked at the cup of scented tea in Song Changzhi's hand. He pulled the corners of his lips as if he was about to laugh or not, and said in a hoarse and low voice, "When will ordinary scented tea be able to cure diseases? Grandpa, you haven't been deceived, have you?"

Hearing this, Song Changzhi snorted coldly and said dissatisfiedly: "Can't I tell what this cup is? But the girl is sincere, you have to drink it. It's just that you have been feeling stressed out recently, and drinking a cup of tea to clear your mind and calm your temper is the best thing."

After hearing this, Zhou Rang pursed his lips, said nothing, sat up, took the cup of scented tea and drank it all, then handed the cup back to Song Changzhi and lay down again.

"Come on, I will cook for you. When you get hurt, it will be your turn to serve my old bones." Song Changzhi muttered to himself, then put the cup back on the table and walked out. The bottle of scented tea was forgotten on the table.

Not long after Zhou Rang lay down, he felt the wounds on his body begin to heat up and his body also became warm.

This is a familiar feeling.

He suddenly opened his eyes, sat up, and fixed his eyes on the bottle of scented tea on the table not far away. Then, regardless of the pain on his body, he got down to the ground, wanting to confirm his inner guess.

But the next second, Zhou Rang fell to the ground uncontrollably because of the pain. He groaned, clenched his fists, grabbed the edge of the bed and slowly climbed up.

After resting there for a while, he took a difficult step towards the table. It was just a few steps, but it took him a long time to walk, and he felt excruciating pain with every step.

By the time Zhou Rangtu finally came to the table and grabbed the bottle of scented tea, he was already sweating profusely.

"Nannan." He murmured subconsciously, and the reaction in his body made him more certain that this thing came from Su Nan's hand.

After a while, there was not a drop of tea left in the bottle, and Zhou Rang had already fallen to the ground, unconscious.

Like a dream or illusion, it was hard to tell the truth from the false. Zhou Rang felt as if he was in the deep sea, unable to move or breathe, yet he did not feel suffocated. The stuffy space made him extremely uncomfortable.

The scene before his eyes was sometimes him being chased and injured by Chen Mu, sometimes a dark prison, sometimes an empty hut on Wutong Street, and sometimes his room in Beijing.

He had been looking for someone from the beginning to the end, but he couldn't find her. She left and she didn't want him anymore.

"Don't go." A crystal teardrop slid across the corner of her eye.

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"Don't go."

Su Nan suddenly woke up from the bed with sweat all over his forehead, breathing heavily, and put his hand on his chest, pressing down his wildly beating heart.

It took her a while to come back to her senses. She scratched her long hair irritably, then threw back the quilt, walked out of the room, and went to the kitchen to pour herself a glass of water.

“Pah.”

After taking a sip of water, Su Nan placed his hands on the countertop and followed the sound to the sink, where the faucet was dripping slowly because it was not closed tightly.

"Why did I suddenly have such a dream?" Su Nan rubbed his forehead and slowly exhaled.

She had just returned to Shanghai the previous morning and immediately went to complete the registration procedures. There were so many people registering that she waited in line for a long time.

I was tired after a whole day and wanted to take a good nap, but I ended up having this dream that I couldn't tell whether it was real or not.

"Will you also cry and beg me not to leave?" Su Nan whispered this and couldn't help but curling the corners of his lips and laughing out loud, but that smile looked ironic no matter how you looked at it.

Su Nan reached out and closed the faucet, then drank the water in the cup and turned back to the room, but he was destined to be sleepless that night.

The next morning, Lin Yuemei and Su Qiangguo went to work, Su Yang went to class, and Su Nan was alone at home. After taking a nap, she got up at noon, heated up some food for herself, and had a quick meal.

While eating at the dining table, Su Nan caught a glimpse of the daily newspaper that Su Qiangguo bought after his morning run, so she casually flipped through it. This flip made her eyes widen.