Late at night, in the hospital.

In the senior ward on the top floor, there is no unpleasant smell of disinfectant water in the air like other wards, the room is very warm, and there is a girl lying flat on the snow-white hospital bed.

The man sitting on the edge of the bed, his handsome face was deep and three-dimensional, and his eyes were full of exhaustion, but he still stared at the girl on the bed silently.

The results of the Lausanne test were that the alcohol content in the body was too high and he fell asleep drunk.

Nothing else.

In the quiet room, Fu Shihan sat quietly on the edge of the bed, motionless, staring deeply at the girl's closed eyes.

For a long time, until drowsiness hit and he couldn't hold it anymore, the man moved, tucked up the quilt covered by the girl, and lay down on his side.

Then he put his arm around her waist and stared at her curled eyelashes for a few seconds, then slowly closed his eyes.

……

Eight o'clock in the morning the next day.

The brilliant morning light sprinkled on the girl's fair skin, and up close, you could see the delicate fluff on her blown-up skin.

At this time, Lausanne was lying quietly on the bed like a puppet, without the slightest sign of waking up.

Fu Shihan's hand gently attached to the small hand exposed on the edge of the bed, playing with the girl's slender fingers, slowly touching the scar on the wrist, and the fingertips trembled imperceptibly.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the ward, and someone pushed it open.

Xiao Feng wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, carried a lunch box in his hand, and walked in silently.

He glanced at the man on the bed who was not awake.

Then he looked at the cold-looking man beside the bed, and said softly: "Brother Han, you can eat some of the breakfast you just brought from Zhai Ye." ”

Fu Shihan moved his lower lip slightly, "When will she wake up?" ”

I slept for nearly twelve hours.

"I just talked to the attending physician and may wake up later."

Xiao Feng walked towards the sofa as he spoke, and put the breakfast in his hand on the coffee table.

Glimpsing the impatient look on Fu Shihan's face, thinking of the sudden fainting of Lausanne last night, he came to the hospital when he learned the news, and saw the appearance on Brother Han's face, which was no less than the situation when Lausanne committed suicide half a month ago.

Xiao Feng thought about it, maybe he was afraid that he would really lose, so he was so worried.

But his paranoid possessiveness disease, the psychological problems caused to Lausanne, only gave her the idea of escaping.

Xiao Feng glanced at Lausanne on the bed, and then looked at Fu Shihan: "Brother Han, you eat breakfast while it's hot first, and I'll go out for a while." ”

……

The voice faded into her ears, and Lausanne, who was lying on the bed, felt that someone had been playing with her left hand.

She retracted her hand, narrowed her eyes, slowly lifted her eyelids, and stared at the white ceiling for a moment.

After half a month, I returned to the familiar ward again.

How is she in the hospital?

Remembering that someone was touching her hand just now, she turned her head slightly, and crashed into a pair of dark and deep eyes, and the man stared at her without saying a word, and there was no sound for a long time.

Long......

A gloomy and cool voice came, "Do you remember what happened last night?" ”

Lausanne: The phrase "......" proves that she doesn't remember what happened after she drank alcohol.

So...... What did he say last night?

Lausanne glanced at Fu Shihan's chest, his shirt unbuttoned two buttons, slightly revealing his smooth skin, she paused and looked away.

lowered his eyes and glanced at his body, his clothes intact.

The man looked at the girl and stared at the clothes on his body for a while, and then looked down at himself, Fu Shihan didn't know where to think of a sentence, and said casually: "Don't you want to be responsible afterwards?" ”