"Your hand won't be wasted, will you?" Yizhen looked down at his hand: "Does it still hurt?"

Nan Jingfeng sighed for a long time: "Who knows, why don't you feel it!!!Won't it really be wasted!!

He pretended to be shocked and grief-stricken, which was three points better than the acting skills of the actors in the TV series who woke up after surgery and found that their legs were gone.

"Doctor, what should I do? Can he still cure his hand?" Yizhen tugged at the doctor's sleeve, like duckweed clinging to a tree.

He succeeded in deceiving her again, and now she is so deceiving. Liang Xi was not deceived, and looked at Nan Jingfeng with disdain, and Nan Jingfeng secretly hooked the corners of his lips.

"This boy is very bad. The doctor lifted his glasses: "What are you worried about other girls?

He could barely stand when he was brought in, his tall body supporting the little her, she staggered under her feet, and cried like a dead father.

"Nan Jingfeng, you're enough. Liang Xi kicked him: "Didn't your mother teach you that it's immoral to make girls cry?"

Nan Jingfeng was paralyzed in a wheelchair: "You can also understand me, a quarter of my blood is gone, I have to feel the meaning of life from the bitter crying of the person concerned......"

Seeing that Yizhen ignored him, Nan Jingfeng pouted, "I said Miss Yi, you won't be ungrateful, right?

Yizhen almost wanted to strangle him. She turned her head, half of her face was still swollen, and a diluted red snaking at the corner of her lips, Nan Jingfeng saw it in her eyes, and suddenly she couldn't speak.

At eight o'clock, the sun fell on the floor, and Nan Jingfeng looked at the girl beside the bed. She was peeling apples with her eyes down, rusty and clumsy, and the flowers she peeled were not pretty, as if they had been gnawed by dogs.

"Still angry?"

He really ignored him and peeled the apple like his head.

"To be honest, I envy your young master. ”

He was wearing a hospital gown, lying on a cushion, looking at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window: "Why can't I meet such a stupid girl? ”

"I lied to you that day. It's not that I can't save money for the ticket, I just can't let her go. In this life, you have to gamble once, don't you say?"

She finally looked up at him, "What if you lose the bet?"

"If I lose—"

Yizhen only noticed that his eyelashes were very long and curled. His eyelid folds are shallow, and from such a halal angle, his eyebrows are thin and a little dusty.

"I'm going to find a man. ”

"Huh?" his hand shook, and the fruit knife slipped into his hand, making a cut in the tiger's mouth.

Nan Jingfeng looked at her speechlessly, fortunately, the incision was not deep, he took the band-aid on the cabinet and threw it to her, chuckling: "I'm kidding you." ”

"My dad said that they didn't understand love in those days, and when the machine broke, they wanted to fix it first, and there was only one person next to the pillow. Our young people nowadays want to change everything to a new one, and friends and partners change one after another, and in the end they can't keep anything. ”

"That's why you've been in New York for so long?" he thought for a moment, "but I think you're doing Brownian motion." If you don't want to change it, you have to be willing to use the machine, you want to repair it and continue to use it, do you know what the machine thinks? ”

"How do you speak!" Nan Jingfeng bounced up directly from the pillow, and a popping chestnut smashed on Yizhen's head: "Didn't your mother teach you to be kind?"

"There are mothers who give birth to mothers but don't teach mothers. Yizhen was beaten by Nan Jingfeng, and he didn't give him the apples to eat, so he went out with the apples in his mouth.

"Eh, why did you eat it yourself!" Nan Jingfeng's angry roar echoed throughout the hallway.

Hospitals in the United States are expensive. Yizhen took the bill and scanned it, but fortunately it wasn't her money spent.

Liang Xi's cooking skills are good, and it took a noon time to simmer a pot of truffle angelica and treasure fish soup over low heat, the soup is milky white and scattered with green onions.

This soup and rice are eating thief cool, Nan Jingfeng touches the bulging belly of the food, and the air conditioner is still on in the room, just like an uncle, he has to call anyone who is caught.

On this day, Yizhen was sitting in the corridor of the hospital, and there was another transfer notification in her mobile phone, and she clicked on the WeChat dialog box, and Ye Ember sent her another WeChat message.

"Don't hide anything from me. ”

Don't you hide it from you and I'm looking for scolding. I really want to, but it's good to be scolded by him, she hasn't seen him for a long time. Really miss him.

Without him, she seems to have turned back to her student days, and she couldn't scratch the prize when she bought a pack of melon seeds for five cents at the commissary.

It's true, she was a little bit back at that time. Before I left the school gate after school, I was smashed into a dog by hail falling from the sky. After the hail stopped, she continued to walk on the road, and the pouring rain came suddenly, and Dou E didn't take it so unjustly.

When he was with Nightash, there was also a day when the rain was so heavy that neither of them had an umbrella with them, and he and she stood under the eaves of the crossroads to take shelter from the rain. At the wind and rain of thousands of walls, the blazing white headlights were scattered in the rain curtain, and countless raindrops were strung out of a circle of white reflections.

The lips were cold, the chest was warm, and a kiss was as long as a century. The rain crackled and smashed on the ground, knocking out a shiny splash, and the whole world collapsed and collapsed in the majestic sound of the rain.

At that time, she thought that she might never meet a person like him again in this life, hugging her just right, like a leaf holding a flower.

What should I do at noon? Yizhen was leisurely picking up vegetables in the supermarket, and now the master on the hospital bed was very delicate, and he was screaming all day long calling him to make up for his injuries and eat well.

Yesterday, she mischievously cooked Nan Jingfeng a blood-tonic soup that a woman drank during confinement, and there were a few big red dates floating on it, and he drank them all, and said it was delicious......

The green onion and ginger are stir-fried in boiling oil, and after stir-frying the green peppers, pour in the broken raw pork liver. Liang Xi told her to stir-fry over high heat, so that the pork liver with green peppers would be crispy and fresh.

"Not bad, not bad. Nan Jingfeng leaned on the head of the bed and picked his teeth: "Your craftsmanship has improved a lot, and this is all my credit." ”

Yizhen glanced at him with disgust: "Your hand, you can be discharged from the hospital." ”

He didn't answer, but just asked, "You should leave quickly." ”

Yizhen nodded, there was only a week left until the game.

"Will you come back if you're gone?"

"I'm not familiar with this place, why are you coming back?"

"I'm here. ”

"Aren't you leaving?"

Nan Jingfeng sighed sadly: "Why are you going back? There are her shadows everywhere in that city, wouldn't it be nice for me to go back and find them?"

"Oh. Yizhen looked out the window: "But your friends and family are all there, and you are just a foreigner here, what does it mean?"

He put his right leg on his left leg and shook it a few times: "What? I can't bear to let me? If you ask me, maybe I will really go back." ”

"It doesn't matter to me if you don't go back. Yizhen glanced at him: "Recently, you have been accustomed to being an uncle, and your skin is itchy and wants to beg for a beating?"

"Damn, you ......"

"Don't pretend to me, I only asked the doctor yesterday, your hand has already been healed. ”