But the little girl's temper comes and goes quickly.

What's more, the next day was the New Year. In the new year, she was still happy. She washed and dressed up early in the morning, and sat at the window to watch the snowflakes.

He took the initiative to go to her room: "Ye Jiaqi, you don't have to read books today, go downstairs to have breakfast."

She specially woven a beautiful braid, and a clean beige short tweed coat, pure and sweet, and even a lively luster in her eyes.

When she turned her head and looked at him, her face still had resentment and her smile closed.

He was helpless and put his right hand on the door handle and said lightly: "Don't you eat breakfast?"

"I have a cold, don't eat it." She turned her head in anger.

He frowned, did he catch a cold?

He strode forward and touched her forehead with warm palms. It was indeed a bit hot.

He didn't say anything, went downstairs to make a pack of cold powder for her, took the pills and boiled water and put it in front of her: "I took it."

"I didn't catch a cold at first." She was still very angry and didn't want to take medicine.

He knew he was in a disadvantaged position, and he was impulsive last night and pulled her outside.

But he wasn't a person who was used to bowing his head after all. He glanced at her: "Don't upset me in the future."

"I did nothing." She began to defend herself again.

He knew that he could not continue to argue, and if he had another argument, he would have to reach a dead end.

He said lightly: "I took the medicine and I don't have to do the test papers these days."

"You can't even spread it to me when you get angry outside. I'm not your sucking bag, I have dignity." She was angry.

"Who said I was angry outside? Who dared to be angry? It's just you who dared to show off your face to me."

He always speaks the same thing outside, and no one dares not to listen to him.

But after he came back, he asked her to go downstairs for a New Year's Eve dinner as if she was killing her life. In the end, he had to find someone to kick the door.

"I didn't show my face to you. You just scold me like menopause when you are still active. I'm not scolded by the teacher at school, but I'll have to be scolded by you when I come back. It's not that I don't have a memory, I want to get a good exam, but it's not my fault. I also want to get into a good university, and I can support myself if I don't live with you in the future. Do I want to get a good exam?"

"Talk about it one by one, your teacher said you were absent in class and didn't listen all day long. Do you really think I don't know?"

She curled her lips and said nothing.

"Learn hard. If you really don't study well, you can't prepare more dowry for you at that time, and you won't endure hardship."

"What's the dowry? I'm not yet old enough to get married, are you going to get married?" She was anxious.

He looked at her indifferently: "Girls, they will get married after all."

There was a splash of water in her eyes, she bit her lip, and finally she didn't refute a word.

She turned her head, took the medicine, sat silently in front of the window and looked at the snow outside, without saying a word to him, letting him stand behind her.

At that time, snowflakes were rustling, falling one after another.

In the hospital, Qiao Sinian suddenly woke up.

He rubbed his temples, why did he have such a dream?

This time the dream was very clear. In the dream, he called her "Ye Jiaqi".

He has never figured out whether this girl who appeared frequently from age to teenagers in his dream was Ye Jiaqi. Now he figured it out that it was her.

How could it be her...
Chapter completed!