Lin Qing's information quickly spread over, and he said in a straightforward voice: "This man is impotent, right?"

An Hao looked at these three words in silence. It seemed that her previous thoughts were indeed too naive.

She helplessly replied, "Can't it be because of love?"

Lin Qing: "You have already been in love for four years, why are you still so simple? "Pa." "Pa." "Pa, this kind of thing, is because you have love, that's why you can't control it."

An Hao felt speechless once again. Just as he was thinking about how to reply, Lin Qing sent a message over with a voice full of shock: "You're not talking about you and your husband, are you?"

Congratulations, you got it right.

An Hao replied: "I won't give you any prizes."

The words' the other party is typing 'kept appearing on the dialog box, but the message still hadn't arrived. That girl must be regretting what the higher ups had said now, right?

After a while, the news finally arrived. "Are you sure there are no problems with your husband?"

As he carefully inquired, the message he sent over was immediately withdrawn. Just as An Hao was about to reply, "I've already seen it."

However, his finger had not even touched the Input Method when it stopped. After all, this was Chen Xiyang's private place, even if it was her closest friend, they wouldn't want to know right?

How could she casually tell Lin Qing? What if she made up with Xi Yang, and let him face her good friend Lin Qing?

He would definitely die of embarrassment.

While she was hesitating, Lin Qing sent a message over: "That might be because of love, you should know your husband very well right?"

Yeah, An Hao smiled, and replied: "It's precisely because of love."

Many memories floated up because of these words. Chen Xiyang did indeed love her, when they were in love, unless he didn't want to look at her, his gaze would be filled with love. Pet. To drown.

She remembered one time when Jiang Bei even teased her with a smile: "The way Chen Xiyang looked at you made me feel like my heart was melting. It was so musky."

He still remembered one winter when he and Chen Xiyang watched a movie where the female lead was eating a mango with both hands. She was so greedy that when they left the cinema, she yelled about buying fruit to eat.

But mangoes are not common in winter. They go to a lot of fruit stores, and shopkeepers claim, "The mangoes taste bad in winter, so they don't come in."

They went to the supermarket again. They did have mangoes, but they sold them too quickly. They had already sold them out.

An Hao could only dejectedly give up the idea of eating the Mango Fruit, and follow Chen Xiyang back to school.

But at ten that night, when the door to the dorm was about to be locked, she still received a call from Chen Xiyang, telling her to come downstairs.

When she went downstairs, she saw him standing in the dormitory doorway, wearing the thin cotton dress he'd worn to the movies and carrying a bag of mangoes. The scarf around his neck was frosted over.

"Here, the mango you want to eat." He handed the bag in front of her and reminded her, "But remember not to eat too much. Your stomach will hurt."

An Hao was extremely touched: "Where did you buy it? "Didn't they say that few fruit shops sell mangoes in the winter?"

"Listen to that shop assistant's nonsense, they're just not selling." As he spoke, he lifted his hand to stroke her hair. "I just went out to do some errands. As soon as I casually saw a fruit shop, I saw a mango."

The next day, she found out from his roommates that he bought mangoes from a supermarket in the northern suburbs after running all over the city. He didn't have much on, so he caught a cold early the next morning.

An Hao chided him: "It's only a Mango, if I can't buy it, I won't eat it. Why are you acting like this?"

Coughing, he smiled and said, "The point is that you want to eat. I really don't want to see your depressed look."

Now that she thought about it, her heart was still full of emotions. How could she not think that he loved her anymore?

Just as she was thinking this, her phone rang again. She looked at the name displayed on her phone screen and frowned. Until the sound quieted down, she didn't answer the call.

Very quickly, the bell once again rang. An Hao quietly watched but did not pick up, allowing the bell to ring nonstop.

Until the ringtone once again became a mechanical system prompt: "Hello, the user you have dialed is temporarily unable to connect."

Lin Lang frowned, and pursed his lips. Ye Zichen hung up the phone and squinted dangerously.

Lin Shi came out from the bathroom and saw the gloomy look on his face. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "What? You're not going to pick up the phone?"

Lin Lang pursed her lips and did not say a word, but Lin Yi immediately took out his own phone and placed it in front of him: "Here, try using my phone."

Lin Lang took his phone, narrowed his eyes and hesitated for a moment, then returned the phone back to him: "No need, she will contact me on her own accord sooner or later."

Lin Shi took the phone and turned it a few times. As he played, he thoughtfully asked, "Are you that sure that she won't return to her husband's side?"

"So what if we go back?" Lin Lang raised the corner of his mouth and revealed a ridiculing smile: "It's destined to be a couple with unreal names."

"Not necessarily." Lin Shimeng smiled with a secretive expression, "The more you look at things that aren't good in that aspect, the more twisted your mindset becomes. State, I don't know if he has any special hobbies that he would like to use on your little heart. "

Lin Lang's pupils immediately contracted as his expression became grave. He had not thought of this possibility at all.

The next day was a weekend, so An Hao did not go to the unit. Instead, he called Su Ye and arranged to meet up at 2pm.

Ever since Lu Qi no longer appeared in her dreams, she had become less and less sleepless, and her mental state was getting better and better. However, she still wanted to chat with Su Ye.

After spending the entire morning washing her clothes and the bedsheets, and tidying up her room, she changed into a new set of clothes and went out.

First she went to lunch, then she bought some fruit and went to the Third People's Hospital to visit the children.

The faces of those few parents weren't too good, especially the old man. His son and daughter-in-law were still working far away and were still on their way back.

She was probably blaming herself for not taking good care of her grandson. In the middle of the night, he looked as if he had aged ten years. His scarlet red eyes were filled with a viscous substance that couldn't be wiped clean, making him look blurry.

An Hao accompanied her as she spoke, explaining to her that she shouldn't blame herself too much. Knowing that the old man was worried about the medical fees, she told him everything that Lin Qing had said, including the Poverty Relief Foundation and the seriously ill online fund-raising platform. As long as she didn't give up, all of the problems would be easily solved.

Hearing that, the old man nodded his head, a look of hope surfaced on his face, but he couldn't resist and started crying while holding An Hao's hand.