When I returned to ward 429 of the hospital, the hospital had already arranged for the transfer, all the procedures had been completed, and the daily necessities purchased by Ah Qiang and the belongings brought by the mother and daughter had also been moved into the 2808 special care ward.

"Mom, early!"

"But when you come back, why did you go with Hanko for so long?"

"After chatting for a while, you're not hungry, are you?"

"No, no, is Hanko leaving today?"

Qiu Han was about to open his mouth when he heard Xiaoxiao say happily, "No, Brother Han said that he would stay in the hospital for a day today, and he will accompany you!"

"Really?"

"Well, yes Auntie. ”

"Great, great. Auntie pulled the girl and laughed happily, I don't know what the purpose of this is too good, what is the specific purpose of being too good? Qiu Han is too lazy to think about it, there is a trace of joy in the laughter of the disabled and sick people, this person gets along with people is also strange, some people have a relationship with each other, but the grace of dripping water can get along like old friends, and some people see each other every day but do not treat each other!

After breakfast, the aunt refused to use a wheelchair, and instead of letting the two people support her through the corridor and enter the elevator to the 28th floor. I don't know how many envious glances and whispers were attracted along the way.

"How much do you see a filial uncle?"

"See how much you match?"

"How considerate?"

“……”

The words are kind and beautiful, and they are very happy when they reach the ears of the old man. Murong Xiao looked down at the road all the way, and a touch of crimson obviously faded behind his ears. Qiu Han always smiled all the way and turned a deaf ear, but the smile was full of rare coldness, these words had been heard more than a thousand times, the meaning of the words was the same, the people who said it were different, and it always sounded very awkward.

After settling in, Qiu Han said hello and walked out.

On the 28th floor of the intensive care ward, there are not many wards, there are enough places to rest, he wants to find a quiet corner to stay in, he has a lot of things to think about.

"Brother Han, you wait for me. Xiaoxiao's voice came from behind.

He didn't mean to stay, he continued to move forward, he knew what she wanted to do, this girl must want to know the story of him and Zi Yuyan, he was still a little hesitant?

Murong Xiao followed, stretched out his hand and grabbed Qiu Han's arm and shook it, "You promised me, you won't lie to me, right?"

Looking at this stubborn girl, Qiu Han nodded again inexplicably.

"Find a place to sit, it's quiet and there are drinks. ”

Looking at the position of the window in the corner of the wall, Qiu Han obviously stagnated, but still walked over and sat down, this should be what he and Zi Yuyan have to get used to.

Xiaoxiao looked at Qiu Han, turned around and went to the bar, asked for a cup of boiled water and a cup of tea, and brought it himself.

"Brother Han, give you tea!"

Looking at the tip of the hair that was slowly pushed in front of him, Qiu Han raised his eyes to look at Murong Xiao. "How do you know I like tea?"

"I don't know, I read a book before, and it says that people with stories like to drink tea. ”

Well, this reason is barely acceptable, it's just a mistake, and I seem to have thought too much.

No one spoke for a long time, so I sat quietly for 5 minutes, 10 minutes......

Girls are always extremely curious about the mystery of the unknown, and driven by this curiosity, Murong Xiao took the lead in breaking the silence!

"Her name is Xiaoyan?"

……

"Ziyuyan. ”

"Pretty huh?"

"Hmm. ”

"You must love her specially, right?"

"Love!"

"Brother, I'm not a reporter, so this isn't an interview?"

Pick up the teacup and take a sip of tea. "It's a long story, I can't finish it, and I don't know where to start? Are you sure you want to hear it?"

"Listen!" looked at her with a look of serious anticipation, as if the teacher she admired was about to come to class.

Qiu Han rubbed the teacup in his hand, his eyes looked out the window, and his thoughts drifted into the distance......