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"Xiaoyue heard that you haven't slept well at home for the past two days in the hospital, and now we are relieved to see that you are fine." Song Ziqian walked to the coffee table, took out an apple from the fruit basket, and asked her kindly, "Are you thirsty?" Can you peel an apple for you? ”

"Okay." Ye Zhixia was a little flattered, and there was unconcealed joy in his eyes. Watching Brother Ziqian's slender fingers skillfully peeling with a fruit knife, she was so happy that her whole heart was about to float.

"I'll find a way to create a chance for you two to have a close relationship later!" Song Xiyue whispered to the person on the hospital bed while her brother was peeling apples.

Ye Zhixia's mind was no longer here, she stared at the young man standing next to the coffee table, her thoughts flying.

I remember when I was in junior high school, I went to Song Xiyue's house as a guest. When she first saw this princely elegant teenager in the living room, she fell in love with him.

Listening to Xiaoyue, his brother is not only good-looking, but also talented, can paint, play the piano and speak five Chinese, and she admires him a little more.

In the later relationship, she found that this young man with an excellent family background did not have the arrogance and extravagance of the rich second generation, he was neat and simple, and his personality was gentle and kind, which made people want to be close to him.

In order to get closer to him, Ye Zhixia studied hard and was finally admitted to his high school, but unfortunately in the first two years, she missed the college entrance examination twice because of an accident, and she was three years lower than him, so the gap between her and him was getting farther and farther.

Now that he has a girlfriend, he doesn't seem to even have the qualifications to like him silently.

The young man's fingers holding the fruit knife were slender and white, and the blade roamed over the surface of the apple, and the skin of the apple dragged longer and longer. In a few moments, he peeled the apple, and the skin was miraculously unbroken. He carefully cut it into small pieces, placed it in a fruit bowl on the table, and then walked to the bed with the plate.

Watching him walk towards him little by little, Ye Zhixia thought in his heart: If she was injured a little, she could get Brother Ziqian to peel fruit for her to eat, then she was really willing to be bedridden.

"Ahem!" Song Xiyue suddenly coughed lightly, this was the code for her and Ye Zhixia to inform each other when they did bad things.

It's a pity that Ye Zhixia was too engrossed in thinking about things and didn't react at all.

At this time, Song Xiyue had already acted. She watched as her brother approached slowly, and quietly stretched out her legs, trying to trip him up.

If the development goes well, he can pounce on Ye Zhixia at once. And if it is more perfect, then his mouth should be just able to kiss Ye Zhixia's mouth.

This wonderful idea is what she sees from countless idol dramas. Whenever the hero and heroine fall, they must kiss mouth-to-mouth once or twice.

However, the imagination is very happy, but the reality is very tragic.

The speed at which she stretched her feet was half a beat slower, so Song Ziqian's raised foot fell directly on her feet. Suddenly she was ruthlessly stepped on by her sneakers, and her feet hurt, and she suddenly screamed and jumped up: "Ahhhh!!h ”

Song Ziqian was frightened by her sudden mania, and then stepped on an unknown object under her feet, her center of gravity was unstable, and the whole person really pounced on Ye Zhixia on the hospital bed with a fruit plate as Song Xiyue envisioned.