At this time, it is already more than 10 o'clock in the evening, Xia Qi Zhilu said, Jun Jinyan drove here today, it is estimated that tomorrow morning, he will drive back to City B, how much time can he rest, you can imagine.

"You're going to spend the night in the hospital tonight?" Jun Jinyan asked.

"Hmm." Xia Qi nodded.

"Then I'll park the car in a moment and come to the ward to look for you." Jun said sincerely.

"You're not going to sleep at my house?"

"I want to accompany you."

Even just because he wants to see her a few more times a day, he would rather drive back and forth for nearly 10 hours a day. It's been ten years of perseverance, but now, I want to see her more and more. If you don't see each other for a day, you will feel like you're going to suffocate.

Is it because he's in love with her? Because the deeper the love, the more you will lose yourself, and the more you can't live without her?

Xia Qi saw that Jun was cautious and insisted, so he didn't say anything more. After getting out of the car and watching Jun Jinyan drive towards the underground parking garage of the hospital, Xia Qi turned around and walked towards the hospital's inpatient department.

The hospital at night is also much quieter than during the day.

Except for the nurse's desk and consultation desk, the corridor of the inpatient department is actually very quiet. The white light is a little dim, but it's enough to see the way through the corridor.

Xia Qi walked towards her mother's hospital room, but when she reached the door, she suddenly stopped.

A familiar figure was leaning quietly against the door of the ward at the moment, half-hanging his head, and his black hair was shadowed on his forehead and eyelids because of the relationship between his bowed head. The other party is holding a notebook in his hand, and his eyes are looking intently at the things in the notebook.

Ye Nanqing, why is he here?!

Surprise flashed in Xia Qi's eyes. If she had just met him in the hospital, she might have thought it was a coincidence, but now, he was standing at the door of his mother's hospital room, as if he were waiting for her!

As if hearing her footsteps, Ye Nanqing raised his head slightly and looked in the direction of Xia Qi. Their eyes met in mid-air.

Ye Nanqing suddenly smiled slightly, "You're back?" ”

Obviously, it was the same smile as before, but at this time, Xia Qi felt that Ye Nanqing's smile had an indescribable weirdness.

"Why are you here?" Xia Qi asked.

"Because you left City B all of a sudden, I can only come here to look for you." He straightened up.

Xia Qileng paused for a while, and then said, "I have asked for leave with the company, saying that after my mother is discharged from the hospital, I will go back to the company to work, if you are here to ask me to modify the decoration design drawing, I don't have time to paint these days, and when I return to City B, I will send you an email like last time." ”

"No, I'm not here for you." Ye Nanqing shook his head, raised his steps, and approached Xia Qi step by step, and stood in front of her in the end. "I just want to ask you, you painted the painting on it yourself?"

As he spoke, he held up the sketchbook in his hand, flipped to one of the pages, and laid it out in front of her.

Xia Qi noticed that the sketchbook in Ye Nanqing's hand was hers.

"How did my sketchbook end up with you?" She reached out to get her sketchbook back from his hand, but she didn't want him to lift her hand and leave her scratching.

"I'm just asking you, did you paint this painting?" He repeated the question he had just asked.

She was stunned for a moment, and found that the smile on the corner of his lips had disappeared at some point, and his dark eyes stared at her burningly, and his tone was unprecedentedly serious.

"I painted it, is there anything wrong?" She replied.

The next moment, he grabbed her arm fiercely, "Why do you want to draw like this?" Has anyone told you? Or did you hear who said what? He asked eagerly, a radical departure from his previous composure.

His arm was pulled by him and it hurt, which showed how hard he grabbed her, "You let go first!" Xia Qi said.

"Tell me, why do you paint like this? For what?! He pressed her against the wall, his arms pressed against her side, completely imprisoning her, making it impossible for her to dodge.

Xia Qi only felt that her arm was grabbed by Ye Nanqing more and more painfully, "It's nothing, no one has told me, and I haven't heard anyone mention anything, I will paint like this, it's just that I like this kind of furnishings, it's just that when I was a child, I hoped that one day, I could have such a house!" ”

She said quickly, hoping that he would let go quickly.

But Ye Nanqing held her arm tighter, with a huge force, as if she was going to break her arm alive.

"Why do you put sunflowers?" He asked, his normally elegant voice trembling lightly.

Something is wrong, if it were usual, he would never be like this! Xia Qi endured the pain and looked at Ye Nanqing's ugly face under the light.

Now he is like a person standing on the edge of a cliff, desperately trying to grasp something, and she can gently grab him or push him away!

She even had the illusion that one word of hers could decide his fate!

Biting her lip, Xia Qi frowned at the pain and said, "Because I like ...... Sunflowers, that's why I painted so many sunflowers. ”

"And what about the bells? Why do you have so many bells? ”

"Because in that case...... When the wind blows, the bell will ring, and you won't feel too lonely...... "When I didn't know Jun Jinyan, my mother was busy going to work and working overtime, and once she was at home, she would often be alone, and at that time, every time she was alone at home, she liked to shake the bell, so that she was not so scared and lonely.

Ye Nanqing's eyes widened suddenly, and his face was full of shock, as if he was looking at something incredible. His right hand tugged at her arm, his fingers as if they were about to squeeze into her flesh, and his left hand was raised, trembling against her cheek, inch by inch, brushing her eyebrows, the bridge of her nose, as if to confirm something.

"Ye Nanqing, what's wrong with you?" Xia Qi asked, after all, he was so abnormal at this time, even she had never seen it, and it was difficult to see this level of his face.

"You ......," he muttered before a voice suddenly rose behind him.

"Ye Nanqing, let go of your hands."

The cold voice was particularly evident in the silent corridor. Xia Qi turned her head and saw Jun Jinyan standing at the other end of the corridor.

Under the light, his face was gloomy, and his thin lips were almost straight.