When Yang Liu woke up, it was already completely dark. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

When she opened her eyes, she was greeted by a blank of white.

She froze before she realized that this was a hospital. She turned her head slightly, looking around.

She was in a makeshift ward, and in the dim light, a man sat on a couch by the window with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep, his hair a little messy, and his clothes crumpled.

Yang Liu took a closer look and found that the man was actually Xiao Yihan.

Although Liu Yang's body was covered with scars, most of them were skin injuries, just now, the doctor simply detoxified her with medicine, simply bandaged it, and gave her an infusion in order to prevent the wound from becoming infected.

When she first started the infusion, Xiao Yihan left, but Yang Liu didn't know when he would come back.

He was half-leaning there napping, with a handsome face, his dark and thick eyebrows slightly wrinkled, and under the straight bridge of his nose, there was a tightly pursed lip.

Even in his sleep, his face was covered with frost, and his whole body seemed to exude a cold air, which was prohibitive.

Yang Liu was looking at it, and he suddenly opened his eyes without warning and looked straight at Yang Liu. Yang Liu was startled and hurriedly looked away, but his face turned red involuntarily.

His eyes were still cold, and he looked at Angliu for a while, and then he stood up, opened the door and walked out.

With the sound of the door closing, the room didn't seem to be so dull, Yang Liu breathed a sigh of relief, and just wanted to move his numb arm, the door opened again, Xiao Yihan walked in with a glass of water, and the air pressure in the room instantly became low again.

Yang Liu really felt a little thirsty, but she wasn't sure if he poured this glass of water for her to drink, so she lay there and didn't move.

He walked straight to her bedside and motioned for her to get up and drink. Yang Liu struggled and just wanted to sit up, but as soon as his body moved, the wound was painful, and a low moan involuntarily came out of his mouth.

He glanced at her, with an impatient expression, but still patient, first put the paper cup on the cabinet on the side, freed one hand, slowly lifted her upper body, and let Yang Liu lean on his arms.

The bodies of the two people were close together, in fact, this was not the first time, but Yang Liu was still a little cramped, she clearly heard his heartbeat, and with that sound, her own heartbeat began to speed up.

She tried to pretend to be as natural as she could, took the cup from his hand, and took two sips slowly.

"Thank you."

She gave him back the cup, and he took it, put it on the cupboard, and gently let her lie down.

The room was so quiet and oppressive, and it seemed a little strange that the two of them didn't talk like this, so Yang Liu found a topic to break the silence.

"How's your mother doing?"

"She's all right," he added, after a pause, "I've sent her back first." ”

Seeing that Xiao Yihan was busy running around at both ends, his face was haggard, and Yang Liu was a little uneasy.

"I'm really sorry for delaying your business today."

Xiao Yihan glanced at her expressionlessly and said, "If you really feel sorry, tell me the truth!" ”

"The truth?" Yang Liu's expression froze, slowly looked away, and said in a snort: "It was originally me who accidentally fell down." ”

"Can you fall like this?"

The scars on her body looked like they had been beaten, but she actually said that they had fallen. Xiao Yihan looked at Yang Liu, a nameless fire appeared in his eyes, and then he walked to the door and slammed the door that had not been closed just now.

There was a "bang", and Yang Liu was startled, and he didn't know why he was so angry all of a sudden.

He turned around, glared at Yang Liu, and was about to speak, when a nurse pushed the door in, walked to Yang Liu's bedside, checked Yang Liu's infusion bottle, and took care of a few more words before leaving.

After the nurse left, only Xiao Yihan and Yang Liu were left in the room, and it seemed even quieter for a moment, only in the corridor outside the door, there was a distant sound of talking.

Xiao Yihan sat on the chair, his eyes staring at a certain place intently, as if he was thinking about something, and the needles in the room could be heard.

Seeing Xiao Yihan's silent appearance, Yang Liu's heart was a little scared, and she didn't know what she was afraid of.

Therefore, the two of them sat together without saying a word, which made Yang Liu more and more nervous, and the last palms of the nervous hands were covered with a layer of sweatdrops.

Fortunately, Yang Liu finally finished the infusion, Xiao Yihan called a nurse, pulled out the needle for Yang Liu, and then they packed up and prepared to go home.

Xiao Yihan walked in front without saying a word, Yang Liu followed silently, and the two walked out of the gate of the hospital one after the other.

Outside, the night was already dark, and the neon lights on the roadside reflected each other.

Yang Liu sat in the passenger seat, secretly observing Xiao Yihan's face, he had a gloomy face from beginning to end, and he didn't say a word.

There were not many pedestrians on the road, so Xiao Yihan only took half an hour to get home.

Probably because of the infusion, or the psychological effect, Yang Liu felt that the wound was not so painful. As soon as Xiao Yihan's car stopped, she got out of the car by herself, and was just about to take a step back to the rental house, when Xiao Yihan suddenly called out to her.

"Aren't you going to see my mother?"

Yang Liu was slightly stunned and stopped.

Xiao Yihan had already opened the door and entered. Yang Liu hesitated for a moment before taking a deep breath, pushing open the door, and walking in.

Aunt Xiao and Lan Lan were sitting at the dining table, and when they saw the two of them coming back one after the other, they both turned their heads at the same time. Aunt Xiao's demented eyes suddenly brightened the moment she saw Yang Liu. She stared intently at the willow and said, "Apricot-apricot?" ”

"Yes." Yang Liu responded, looking at Aunt Xiao's appearance, it seemed to be much better, but the eyes of people were still a little strange.

She walked to the table, looked at a few small dishes on the table, and asked, "Auntie, have you eaten well today?" ”

Lan Lan hurriedly said, "She didn't eat a bite." ”

Xiao Yihan walked over, glanced at Yang Liu, turned to his mother and said, "If you don't eat well, Xing'er won't come to see you in the future." ”

Xiao Bo's face suddenly became nervous, he grabbed Yang Liu's hand, and stammered: "I--want Xing'er--accompany me to eat, and I want to listen--Xing'er-blow ......"

Yang Liu had no choice but to sit down with her, and said with a pleasant face: "Auntie, I'll sit here and watch you eat, okay?" ”

Aunt Xiao nodded, obediently picked up the chopsticks, and was just about to eat, when she suddenly raised her head again and asked, "Auntie?" Apricot - why - called - aunt - "

Yang Liu was putting vegetables in Aunt Xiao's bowl, but she was asked slightly.

She's not an apricot, what else can she call if she doesn't call her aunt? An embarrassed smile appeared on Yang Liu's face.

The atmosphere at the table suddenly became a little stagnant. Then, Xiao Yihan went upstairs on his own without saying a word.

After he left, Yang Liu sneered, pointed to a plate of shrimp on the table and said, "Auntie, this is your favorite shrimp, hurry up and eat it, or it will be cold." ”