Gu Qingjun felt Cen Jingyu's gaze staring at her, and couldn't help blushing, she lowered her head and said, "My name is Gu Qingjun." ”

"Gu Qingjun. Zhao Xiaolan muttered in her mouth, patted Gu Qingjun's hand with a smile, and said, "Good name." ”

Then she patted Cen Jingyu's body, looking at Cen Jingyu's gaze with love and pride.

"This is my grandson, Cen Jingyu. ”

Then the old grandmother pushed Cen Jingyu, and Cen Jingyu smiled helplessly.

He elegantly stretched out his hand to Gu Qingjun, and his slender fingers were even more distinct under the sun.

"Hello, I'm Cen Jingyu. ”

Gu Qingjun smiled and stretched out his right hand and said, "Hello, I'm Gu Qingjun." ”

When Cen Jingyu's palm touched Gu Qingjun's cold fingertips, his eyebrows frowned without a trace.

"Qingjun, what's the matter with your face?" Zhao Xiaolan frowned and looked at the gauze tied to Gu Qingjun's chin.

Gu Qingjun reached out and stroked his chin, which was a wound that was scratched by the glass last night.

She shook her head and said, "A little injury, it's not a big deal." ”

Cen Jingyu's eyes deepened slightly, she was obviously covered in blood last night, but now she said a little injury, her strength made Cen Jingyu's heart soften.

Gu Qingjun suddenly thought of He Zihan telling her to let her wait for him in the ward, maybe now He Zihan had passed.

Although she never wanted to see He Zihan again, after all, the two of them still had a marriage contract, and some things still needed to be resolved.

She hurriedly took off the suit on her body and returned it to Cen Jingyu, saying, "Thank you, I'm going to go first." ”

Cen Jingyu didn't take it, but said, "Your body is too thin, wear it well." ”

Gu Qingjun bit her lip lightly, although she coveted the temperature on the suit, she still insisted on returning the suit to Cen Jingyu.

"Thank you, I'll be back to the ward soon. ”

She directly put the suit in Cen Jingyu's hand, turned to Zhao Xiaolan and said, "Grandma, I'll go first, you pay attention to your body." ”

Zhao Xiaolan, who was called by her grandmother, felt very comfortable, she smiled and pointed to the ward on the side, and said, "I live here, you must come to see me when you have time." ”

Gu Qingjun looked at Zhao Xiaolan's fingers, then nodded, and said, "Okay, I'll go see you when I have time." ”

Gu Qingjun turned around and left, and the wide hospital gown was blown by the wind as she ran, making her even thinner.

"What are you doing standing? Zhao Xiaolan pushed Cen Jingyu away.

Cen Jingyu looked at Zhao Xiaolan helplessly, Zhao Xiaolan pouted and said dissatisfiedly, "Do you want to go?"

Cen Jingyu shrugged his shoulders, but he couldn't resist his grandmother, so he had to follow quickly.

Gu Qingjun entered the ward and saw He Zihan standing in front of the window with his back to her.

It's still the familiar blue suit, or the tall posture, but now it's a thing.

He Zihan turned around slowly, looking at Gu Qingjun's gaze with indescribable emotions.

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar man in front of him, Gu Qingjun bit his lip, grabbed the corner of his clothes and plucked up the courage to take the lead in speaking.

"Zihan, let's get married. ”

He Zihan was stunned for a moment, his eyebrows slowly gathered together, he didn't expect Gu Qingjun to say the word marriage at this time.

He Zihan seemed to be confirming: "What you said is serious?"

Gu Qingjun endured the pain in his heart and nodded heavily: "As long as you agree, we will get married." ”