Volume I, Chapter 3
Chapter III
The door of the ward on the second floor opened, and the furnishings inside did not look like a ward at all, but more like the courtyard of a large family, and a man in a suit and leather shoes squatted beside the old lady's wheelchair and coquettishly.
Yu He stood far away, smiling and watching the old man enjoy the joy of family.
"You're just angry! Grandma," the man frowned, pretending to be sad, "I was brought up by you, and if you don't see it, you'll live in vain!" ”
The man stood up, walked behind the old lady, wrapped his sleeve around the old lady, rested his head on her shoulder, and looked at her tenderly.
The sun shines through the window, shining on his face, handsome and handsome, deep eyes, long eyelashes, straight nose bridge, well-defined face, slightly upturned lips pursed, revealing a gentle expression.
"I've been here for half an hour, why don't you talk to me?"
The old lady glanced at Yu He: "Let this little thing out, I don't want to see him." ”
Yu He smiled, turned around and walked out of the ward by himself.
The old lady behind her slapped the table and got angry: "Yu He! You're getting more and more out of me! Gu Xiujin, go away! ”
Different from the simplicity revealed by a man when he is coquettish, he has an innate warmth, he is sunny, and he exudes the handsome and elegant temperament of a mature man.
On any occasion when you see him, you should be the brightest bit of starlight in the crowd.
Soon, the noise in the house was replaced by the laughter of the old man, and Yu He walked into the room at the right time to refill the tea for the two.
"Grandmother, I came home this time and brought you a lot of gifts, don't you want to take a look?"
"You know best what I want as a gift, don't show up those messy things!" The old lady watched dotingly.
"And what do you want?" Gu Xiujin asked knowingly with a cheeky face.
"You get married and have a child for me to play with?"
Gu Xiujin smiled: "I just came back, you have to give me some time." ”
The old lady nodded: "Okay, I'll give you time." ”
She glanced in Yu He's direction, and Yu He immediately understood, turned around, and went out, bringing Le Ying in.
Le Ying is still haggard, the blood on her face is still very simple, her eyes are red, her eyelashes are still stuck together by tears, her hair is loose but not messy on her shoulders, thin, humble, wrapped in a large hospital gown, still exuding an unapproachable coldness.
Yu He brought Le Ying to the old lady and said, "Miss Le Ying, this is my old lady." ”
Le Ying nodded and bowed very tutoredly, "Hello madam." ”
Then he looked sideways at Gu Xiujin: "Hello, this gentleman." ”
"What are silly children crying about?" The old lady took her hand and motioned for her to sit down beside her, Le Ying saw that there was no chair she was sitting on, smiled, squatted down at the old lady's feet, looked up and smiled softly and nodded.
"Some things are over, no one's life is smooth, bumpy and bumpy, at my age, there are memories to say."
"Hmm." She replied softly, as patiently and gently as an old man who accompanied her. "Thank you, I'm fine."
"It's me who is abrupt, looking at you alone downstairs, it's very lonely, I'm also alone here, let's chat, you talk and laugh"
Gu Xiujin looked this girl up and down, the distance was very close, but he felt that the aura of rejection emanating from this person was thousands of miles away, and that kind of desolate beauty and sadness were written all over her body.
When she chatted with the old man, she kept looking at each other with sincere eyes, sometimes nodding, sometimes smiling, and squatting on the ground for a long time, she gently lowered one leg and knelt on one knee, but did not say a word to sit down.
Looking at her weak appearance, it seems that she is still recovering from a serious illness,
Gu Xiujin stood aside, a subtle smile on the corner of his mouth.
"By the way, I've been talking to you for so long, and I still don't know what your name is." The more the old man looked at it, the more he liked it, and he didn't let him go, and when he saw a little sweat oozing from Le Ying's face, he remembered that she had been squatting on the ground, and hurriedly asked someone to bring a chair.
"Le Ying, the music of music, the Ying of Jinsha and spit out Ying."
"Le Ying, what's your last name? Is the surname Le? The old man thought to the words.
Le Ying lowered her head, and for a long time, she came out with two words: "Last name...... Nguyen. ”
Even the old lady, who had been in the ward all along, knew a series of things that happened behind this surname, and her movements were stunned and sighed: "Child, remember what I told you." ”
"Le Ying," the old lady repeated the name again, smiling and turning her head to look at Gu Xiujin, "Xiujin, what do you think of this girl?" ”
The old lady had a smiling expression on her face, but her tone was a threat in place, and this feeling of being on her back made Gu Xiujin very embarrassed.
"Well, very polite."
The old lady glanced at her with disgust and added: "Not only is he very polite, but he also has a good personality, and this look is very temperamental." The old lady pointed at Gu Xiujin and said, "Le Ying, this is my grandson, his name is Gu Xiujin, you get to know each other." ”
Le Ying first nodded to the old lady, then got up, put her hands in front of her, pulled them together, leaned over slightly, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and pulled out a faint smile.
When Le Ying looked up, what she saw was the man's tall body, his mountain-like arms, gently drooping, his hands naturally in his pockets, and his suit was delicate to the cuffs, meticulous.
Le Ying seemed to find a little familiar feeling from this look.
Does this person know me? Or do I know this person?
She frowned slightly, but still dismissed the thought in her mind.
At first glance, he is a successful person, how can she know such a person?
"Won't you introduce yourself?" The old lady arched Gu Xiujin on the side.
"Hello, my name is Gu Xiujin." Gu Xiujin stretched out his hand.
"Hello, Le Ying." Le Ying just bowed slightly in place, and pushed back very restrainedly, opening up the distance to normal interpersonal communication.
It may be that she didn't stand firm in this step back, or it may be that she didn't have any strength in her knees after squatting for a long time just now, and Le Ying stumbled and fell back.
Gu Xiujin stepped forward, grabbed her arm with one hand, and grabbed her waist with the other, moving quickly, but it didn't hurt her, and it was still a gentleman's hand.
She watched in horror as her social distance was broken, and she leaned into the arms of a man, but this person was not Lin Jin.
"I'm sorry." Le Ying hurriedly apologized.
Seeing her standing firmly, Gu Xiujin immediately helped her sit down and said, "Your body is still very weak, so you should rest more." ”
"I'm sorry." Once again, she apologized.
"Why do you always apologize?" Gu Xiujin was happy, "It's not your fault that you didn't stand firm." ”
Le Ying hugged her arms tightly, and said to the old man and Gu Xiujin more solemnly: "I'm sorry, I may be a little tired today, I'll go back to rest first, and come back another day, I'm sorry." ”
Then she got up from the chair again, this time it was fierce, she didn't stand firm again, she knocked over the old lady's tea, and was caught by Gu Xiujin again and leaned into his arms.
Second.
In less than five minutes, she lay in the arms of the strange man for the second time.
The sickly fair face finally showed shame, and it was red all the way to the root of the ear.
Lin Jin hasn't held her hand for a long time, and she hasn't hugged her, she has always been clean, a modern woman lives like a feudal lady.
Now she was lying in this man's arms, and she could feel his warm and comfortable embrace, and even she had a hint of greed.
"I'll help you back."
This voice seemed to be magnetic, intoxicating her, so that she, who had just experienced life and death and betrayal, could fall here if she wanted to, and never thought about it.
She raised her head and saw eyes full of concern, if only this person were Lin Jin.
Thinking to herself, she lowered her head and gently wiped away her tears.