With a slight force on his hand, Ye Hehuan grabbed his hand and looked at his jaw intently, a little mischievous in his eyes.

She suddenly wondered how he would react if he opened his eyes and saw them holding hands.

But Yu Zhongxiao never woke up.

Ye Hehuan also realized that something was wrong, she leaned over, put her left hand on his shoulder and wanted to call him, but the man's hot and rapid snort brushed the back of her hand.

"Yu ...... Uncle, are you okay? She gently nudged Yu Zhongxiao's arm.

Through the fabric of the shirt, she found that his body temperature was high, and just about to use the back of her hand to probe his forehead, Yu Zhongxiao woke up, and the eyes of the black hole fell on her face.

Her newly raised hand froze in mid-air, not knowing whether to reach it or put it down.

Yu Zhongxiao didn't notice her tangled movements, his facial features showed tiredness, his eyes were bloodshot, he raised his hand, rubbed his eyebrows, endured the headache, and looked at Ye Hehuan after focusing, his low voice was a little hoarse: "What time is it now?" Da"

"Eight o'clock is still ten minutes away." Ye Hehuan got up, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down casually, and drank porridge by himself.

Seeing him go to the bathroom and listening to the sound of rushing water, she suddenly discovered a very strict fact - he tossed with her all night.

The spoon bit into his mouth, Ye Hehuan raised his head, stared at the closed bathroom door, and then saw Yu Zhongxiao walking out.

She immediately leaned forward eagerly: "Little uncle, do you want to drink porridge?" ”

Yu Zhongxiao saw the mess on the bedside table, but his throat was tight: "No need, if it's okay, let's be discharged first." ”

"But I bought it for two."

Ye Hehuan looked at his eyes and insisted a little: "What a waste to throw away like this, and that bowl of porridge, the uncle who sold the porridge specially filled me with an extra spoonful." ”

Yu Zhongxiao looked back at her, and he found that he had an indescribable sense of powerlessness for this girl who was only eighteen years old.

Whether it was last night or at this moment, for this bowl of porridge......

A buzzing sound sounded.

Ye Hehuan glanced at his trouser pocket, Yu Zhongxiao had already taken out his mobile phone, he glanced at the screen, pushed open the door of the ward and went out, obviously deliberately avoiding her.

Through the open door, she heard his voice faintly coming: "...... Hospital...... It's okay...... Key...... Under the pot...... I'll be back later. ”

Ye Hehuan scooped the porridge with a spoon for a while, but his ears were pricked up to listen to the movement outside.

He spoke in a very gentle tone, but judging from his words, it shouldn't have been Han Jingqiu's call.

But he used the word 'go back', and the key, is it really like Han Jingqiu said, he raised people in Binjiang Garden?

She looked down at the bowl of porridge that had not been touched, and suddenly felt unusually unsightly.

……

After answering the phone, Yu Zhongxiao pushed open the door and came back, and saw her sitting motionless, with her head bowed, looking a little depressed.

Glancing at the bowl of porridge out of the corner of his eye, his Adam's apple moved slightly, his throat was uncomfortable and he had no appetite, but he still walked over.

It's just that when he reached for the spoon, Ye Hehuan suddenly pushed his hand away.

Yu Zhongxiao raised her eyes to look at her, she smiled at him slightly, and took the bowl of porridge: "Qin Shousheng called me just now, he said that he was going to come to the hospital to pick me up, and he hadn't eaten breakfast yet, little uncle, didn't you say you didn't want to drink?" So I've promised to keep it for him. ”

He looked at her with deep eyes, his thin lips pursed slightly, and he couldn't tell the difference between joy and anger.

Ye Hehuan glared back at him, not to be outdone, holding a disposable porridge box, which was extremely provocative, as if to say: I just don't give you a drink, I can't get used to it, you beat me.

In the next moment, Yu Zhongxiao had already stopped talking, and he said, "Clean up, I'll pay the bill." ”

When he went out, Ye Hehuan remembered something and called out to him: "That...... What happened to me in the hospital, did I have ......?"

"I haven't had time to tell your grandfather yet."

Yu Zhongxiao glanced at her with a flickering gaze in confusion, and then left, the door closing gently behind him.

……

Within a few minutes, Yu Zhongxiao came back.

Ye Hehuan had already sorted it out, carrying a packing bag of porridge in his hand, his eyes stayed on the bag for a second, and he said two words: "Let's go." ”

After taking a few steps and finding that she hadn't followed, he looked back at her again.

The look in his eyes seemed to say, "Hurry up, what are you doing there?" ”

Ye Hehuan remembered the phone call he answered, and thought that even if he had a fever, he would rush back to see his lover in a hurry, her heart was as uncomfortable as swallowing a fly, she met his black eyes, pulled the corners of her lips, and smiled without smiling: "Qin Shousheng said that he was going to pick me up, if you have something urgent, just leave first, don't worry about me." ”

A few steps away from each other, Yu Zhongxiao looked at her, and she looked back quietly.

After a moment, he turned, pulled the door open and walked away.

Ye Hehuan was stunned for a while, and when he reacted, he chased out, where was the tall figure in the corridor?

Running back to the ward, she went to the window, and after a while, she saw an army-green Wrangler drive out of the hospital and disappear into the traffic.

This man......

Ye Hehuan was angry and annoyed, saying that he was really leaving, and he still had a stinky face, didn't he just drive a Wrangler? What are the gods, I'll buy one in the future!

took the phone, pressed the keyboard extra hard, and when the other end picked it up, she kept a straight face