She stood quietly like this, until Wen Zihua hugged her waist and fell asleep, and then she moved her stiff arm and pulled him off herself.

The adult man's body was heavy and thick, and it took a lot of effort for her to help him to the couch and lie down.

The night in early spring was still a little cool, Ding Dong asked the nurse on duty to ask for another quilt to cover Wen Zihua, and then lay back on his hospital bed.

She turned off the bedside lamp, and in the darkness, Wen Zihua's heavy breathing was heard incessantly.

Ding Dong lay on the bed looking at the dark ceiling, his bright eyes blinking and blinking in the dark.

It turns out that Wen Zihua is a kind of person, and there are girls in his heart who can't let go.

But why did he come to him?

Maybe I saw a familiar shadow in her.

Ding Dong smiled shallowly, rolled over, and fell asleep to the sound of his breathing.

The next day, she was woken up by the screams of the special guards.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Ding Dong straightened up from the bed, and in the fog, he saw the special nurse standing at the door of the ward, looking at Wen Zihua who was sleeping soundly on the sofa with a surprised face.

Seeing that Ding Dong woke up, the special guard looked entangled and embarrassed: "Miss Su, this ......"

Ding Dong was silent for a moment, turned over and got out of bed, came to Wen Zihua's side and shook him: "Get up, Wen Zihua." ”

The man on the couch didn't react, just lay with his eyes closed, making a steady breathing sound, and his long eyelashes fluttered occasionally.

Thinking that he came late last night when he was drunk, it would be estimated that the strength of the wine had not yet dissipated, Ding Dong couldn't help but have a headache.

"Forget it, leave him alone. As she spoke, she took the clothes from the special nurse's hand and went into the bathroom to wash.

So Wen Zihua slept on the sofa until almost noon.

When he opened his eyes in a daze, Ding Dong was sitting at the table next to him eating lunch.

Ding Dong raised his eyes, only to see him rubbing his head, struggling to sit up from the sofa, looking down at his wrinkled clothes again, and finally looking down and frowning and smelling the wine on his body, and finally began to look at the ward carefully.

She withdrew her gaze, took a broccoli and threw it into her mouth, chewing it loosely.

In the next second, the figure in front of her flickered, and Wen Zihua was already sitting opposite her in the dress full of pleats.

"I ...... yesterday Didn't do anything out of the ordinary, did you?" he looked at her cautiously, and there was a hint of tentative in his tone.

Ding Dong glanced at him idly, and replied briefly: "No." ”

If holding her and shouting another woman's name is not out of line.

"That's good. He exhaled, elbowed his chin and looked at her.

"If you have time, I suggest you wash your face first. Ding Dong didn't look at him.

Wen Zihua froze for a moment, and quickly left the table and entered the bathroom.

There was a sound of rushing water, and he quickly sat back down at the table in a tidying manner. Although the clothes are still pleated, the whole person looks much fresher, and even the original messy hair has been re-scratched.

At that time, Ding Dong had already instructed the special guard to prepare another meal and put it in front of him.

Wen Zihua looked at the nutritious meal in front of him with a very reasonable combination of meat and vegetables, and was stunned for a while.

She didn't ask him why he showed up in her room drunk, nor did she ask him why he was drinking.

Just quietly and calmly accepted the hangover, and prepared food for him.

Wen Zihua was silent for a moment, then picked up the chopsticks and ate with his head bored.

Until lunch, no one spoke again.

But many things seem to have been tacitly confirmed in the hearts of the two.

After eating, Wen Zihua thanked her briefly and left quickly.

Ding Dong stood at the window and watched his back as he hurriedly left downstairs, holding his chin and silent.

It's rare to see him look so embarrassed and abnormal.

That girl must be very important to him.

Ding Dong has been in the hospital for nearly two months, until the wounds on her body have been healed and she is fine, even if she is alive, she is finally discharged from the hospital.

She stayed in the hospital for so long that on the way back to Jingtai Bay, she felt very kind when she saw the flowers on the side of the road.

Unexpectedly, Feng Chengyu actually postponed a day's itinerary and waited for her at home.

The moment he stepped into the villa, Ding Dong felt the unusual atmosphere of the whole house.

Feng Chengyu stood in the middle of the living room and looked at her.

During this time, he has always had the heart to get close to her, and he spared no effort to take care of her when he was in the hospital, and the relationship between the two is no longer as tense as before.

If you insist on saying something wrong, it is that Ding Dong has rejected him from beginning to end.

Although she is no longer as cold as before, no matter what Feng Chengyu does or does, she always has a faint expression.

She didn't deny that she had been impressed by him sometimes, but that was far from being the reason why she accepted him.

If she had been so soft-hearted that she would melt at the touch of a touch, she would have died in this society many times.

She didn't greet him, but walked over to her room.

When passing by him, Feng Chengyu suddenly reached out and grabbed her waist, firmly imprisoning her whole person in his arms.

His breath was crisp and warm, and he slammed into her.

Ding Dong clenched his fists, clutched his clothes, and his feet were about to step on the edge of the stairs to prevent him from falling down the stairs.

Feng Chengyu didn't say anything, just reached out and gently opened her collar and looked down at the back of her neck.

A crimson, extremely deep scar, with traces of sutures, ran from the back of her neck to nearly twenty centimeters, and looked shocking.

It was the first time since the accident that he had taken a serious look at her scar.

He tightened the strength of his arm, his pupils constricted slightly, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

It was for his wounds.

She wouldn't have had to suffer this, she didn't have to go through that pain, she didn't have to leave this scar, she didn't have to feel the pain of being woken up by a headache in the middle of the night.

With such a deep and long wound, how can you wear a beautiful dress in the future?

A strange sensation gradually spread in his chest, and the fine pain tugged at his nerves, making him sour and heartache.

Feeling the slight struggle of the person in his arms, he relaxed his hand, watched her stand beside him, and then steadily went upstairs without looking at him.

His eyes moved slightly, and the expression on his face was tangled and complicated.

It's all he owes her, he owes her something for those things in the past, and now, he doesn't know how to make up for it.

He prides himself on being thoughtful and thoughtful, but whenever he encounters something about her, he always panics easily.

She was like his destined doom, and he couldn't escape.