Han Mo went to the bathroom, and when he came out, I had already had a needle, lying on the hospital bed dizzy, almost asleep.

I was still woken up when he pulled up the chair and sat down, and I opened my eyes to look at him, and only then did I see the corsage on his pocket.

I was really not in a state just now, so I didn't look at Han Mo seriously at all, and at a rough glance, I knew that Han Mo seemed to be dressed a little more seriously than usual.

Han Mo doesn't seem to like to wear formal clothes, many times I see him in more casual clothes, and occasionally once or twice a suit or leather shoes are not as orthodox as black.

Today he wore a burgundy suit, with a corsage pinned to his pocket, and a red ribbon on it.

I frowned and looked up at him, "You're dressed like this, are you going to the wedding scene?" ”

Han Mo glanced down at himself, raised his hand to tear off the corsage pinned to his chest, threw it into the garbage basket on the side, and looked at me while pulling his tie down: "You don't care where I go, close your eyes and sleep with yours." ”

“……”

I know that I can't be cheap, I have nothing to ask where Han Mo went, wouldn't it be good to turn a blind eye.

When his phone rang, I just thought that he could go back, and I would just lie down and sleep alone, but his phone rang and snatched my words directly.

Han Mo took out his mobile phone and glanced at me, and glanced at me before going out to answer the phone.

When he looked at me, he had already gotten up, walked to the door of the ward, and looked back at me with a slight frown, as if I had now been reduced to a mentally retarded child, and he needed to worry so much.

He walked out anyway, and before closing the door, I heard him pick up the phone in a not very good tone: "What's the matter?" ”

"I didn't say I had something, now-"

His voice was not small, but the person was getting farther and farther away, and I couldn't hear it.

Han Mo's tie of the same color as his clothes was placed on the cabinet next to the bed and curled up casually, I looked a little obsessive-compulsive, I couldn't help it, and reached over to help him straighten.

As soon as I withdrew my hand, Han Mo pushed the door in, the cold color on his face had not been withdrawn, and he looked at me like a cold thorn, so shocked that my hand shook slightly, and swept all the medicine and the tie that had just been straightened on the side to the ground.

Han Mo frowned: "Why do you still have the strength to toss?" ”

The tone was particularly unkind, and he walked up to the side of the bed, picked up something, and glared at me by the way.

I don't know whose call it was that provoked Han Mo like this, but at this time, he asked me to bear his anger.

I pursed my lips and watched him cautiously speak: "Do you have something to do, I really don't have anything to do, I can close my eyes-"

"Fu Yao!"

He interrupted me in a sudden and angry manner, and the expression on his face was the same as if I had dug up his family's ancestral grave.

I blinked, not knowing what I was saying wrong: "Huh? ”

"Don't you particularly want to see me?"

My heart froze, "I-"

I don't know what I'm going to say, if I had said it before, it wouldn't have been difficult at all, and if I was honest, I just said, "I just don't want to see you, I can't even sleep well when I see you."

But now, I don't know why the words are stuck in the middle of my throat, and I can't say anything.

It's really hard to say.

The atmosphere suddenly cooled down, and I didn't know why I felt my eyes a little hot, so I looked away, watched the drip come down, and didn't speak.

The chair moved, Han Mo sat down, and I still didn't turn my head to look at him.

I was silent like this, and I don't know how long I was silent, and then I couldn't stand it anymore and fell asleep directly.

When the nurse came to change the hanging bottle for me, I woke up once, and Han Mo was still sitting there, looking at me with a very clear look.

I slept for more than an hour, and my spirit was better, but my throat was a little dry, and when I opened my mouth, my voice was a little hoarse: "Han Mo, aren't you sleepy?" ”

"Do you want to drink water?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, it was full of the smell of nicotine, and Han Mo didn't answer my question directly, but just from the smell of smoke in his face, I knew that this person was probably sleepy and ran to smoke.

Before I could speak, he poured me a glass of water.

The air conditioner was turned on in the room, and after sleeping for a long time, the whole person was dry, and I drank it all in one breath when he handed it over with water.

"Do you want to?"

I nodded, Han Mo rarely let me send it, so I'm not welcome.

When I drank the second glass of water, I wanted him to go back, but my eyes fell on his face, and I finally swallowed the words back.

His face was not very good, and the dark circles under his eye sockets were very obvious.

I felt as if my heart had been pulled by something, and I felt a little uncomfortable, but I didn't know where it came from.

He reached out and brushed the hair on his face, "Sleep." ”

I looked at him in a daze, and the next second his hand directly covered my eyes.

I guess he stayed with me in this air-conditioned room for a long time, his palms were dry, and some rough bumps pressed on my eyelids, and it was so dark that I couldn't see anything, and I quickly fell asleep.

When it was almost dawn, I was still awakened by a soak of urine, and when I woke up, I found Han Mo asleep on the side of my bed.

The needle in my hand had already been removed, and I looked at him in a daze, and I didn't know how to describe how I felt now, but I forgot what I wanted to do when I woke up.

It wasn't until Han Mo suddenly opened his eyes and looked at me that I suddenly realized that I was very anxious.

When I saw him sit up, I jumped out of bed and rushed to the bathroom, and when I came out again, Han Mo had already woken up, looking at my dark eyes and the sleepy-eyed look when I just woke up.

I sat back on the bed, and he reached over and poked it straight above my head: "The fever has subsided." ”

I reached out and touched it, and nodded: "Retreat." ”

Han Mo took a look at his watch, and it was only then that I noticed that he had brought a watch, which looked quite expensive, and it was not a brand I knew.

"It's past five o'clock, what do you want to eat for breakfast."

"I want to go back."

He looked at me for a few seconds: "Then go to sleep." ”

I knew that this was Han Mo's compromise, so I didn't speak, nodded, pulled up the quilt and lay down again, intending to sleep for a while, although I don't know how long this time will last.

But I found that I couldn't sleep anymore, lying on my side with my eyes closed, my mind full of the situation when I woke up just now and saw Han Mo lying on the edge of my bed asleep.

I'd like to ask him why he didn't go back, how did someone as hedonistic as he sleep on his stomach on the edge of my bed.

But after going to the bathroom and looking at his sober eyes, I still couldn't help it, I felt that if I asked this question, I would probably have to tear it up again between me and Han Mo.

It's a little uncomfortable, since it's not given to you, then you don't have to look for it yourself.

This is a shit, you have to know.

Later, I still fell asleep, and was woken up by the breakfast cart coming and going back and forth in the aisle at about seven o'clock.

Han Mo washed his face and came out of the bathroom to look at me: "Send you back." ”

I was in a much better state of mind, and finally felt alive again, put on my shoes, took medicine, and followed him out.

I didn't mention the hospitalization fee and medical bills, as far as Han Mo's character is concerned, if I mention it, I guess he will kill me.

We didn't talk much along the way, and when the car stopped downstairs at my house, there was the shouting of the breakfast stalls everywhere.

I buckled my seat belt and looked back at Han Mo, "Thank you, Han Mo." ”

He raised an eyebrow, looking at me with obvious meaning.

My heart jumped, and I smiled wryly, avoiding his gaze: "I'll invite you to dinner another day." ”

I think it's better to avoid some distances a little bit.

His eyes sank, but he didn't say anything: "It's just the weekend, I'm free on the weekend." ”

"......" is so shameless, it's really Han Mo.

I nodded and closed the door.

Han Mo hadn't driven yet, and looked at me with his head propped up in his hands.

I walked a few steps, but I still couldn't hold back, and took a bottle of eye drops from my bag and gave it to him: "You didn't sleep much last night, why don't you try it, drive smarter?" ”

This is what I used when I dozed off in class, and I did wake up a little bit, but it didn't last long.

Han Mo sneered at me, reached out to take the gadget, and stared at it for a few seconds: "It's six o'clock in the afternoon on Sunday at the gate of your school." ”

I didn't react for a moment: "Huh? ”

Seeing that his face was about to change, I quickly nodded: "I know!" ”

His eyelids twitched, I took a few steps back, and he started reversing, and in a matter of seconds a cart of exhaust was left for me.

I stood there and watched in amazement, until someone came up and asked me if I wanted to buy breakfast, and then I suddenly came to my senses, shook my head, and just wanted to say no, and then ordered two more breakfasts.

When I went back, Zhao Miao hadn't woken up yet, so I tiptoed to the bathroom to take a shower.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I came out, I saw Zhao Miao sitting at the dinner table, carrying my medicine and reading: "You were in the hospital last night?" ”

I thought Zhao Miao should have slept quite late last night, and we didn't have classes this morning, so she estimated that she would have to sleep until more than nine o'clock, but she didn't expect her to wake up so quickly, and she didn't have time to hide anything.

After the incident happened, I could only confess and be lenient: "Well, I have a fever." ”

"Who sent you there?"

I pursed my lips and wanted to say that it was sent by Brother Hao, but she interrupted me stiffly: "Han Mo, right?" ”

She said it all, and I couldn't say a word.

Zhao Miao stared at me for a while, then took a cigarette from the root of the ear and put it in his mouth, I reached out and pulled it out: "Miao Miao, how long have you been, don't smoke!" ”

Both of us don't smoke, and I don't know when Zhao Miao became obsessed, I always can't help but smoke during this time, I see that it's okay, and I can control it, when I'm not there, the house is full of smoke.

She didn't move again, staring at me for a while: "Fu Yao, my fate is not good." ”