An hour later.

Hospital wards.

Song Shinian sat in front of the hospital bed, watched the doctor check Shi Wenzhou to make sure that he was not in danger, and watched the nurse leave after giving him the medicine and hanging up the drip, and finally relaxed.

It's like falling apart.

Tired, weak and painful.

And her neck, because she was scratched by the knife in his hand when she escaped from the gangsters, leaving a wound the length of a little finger, was asked by the big guy to tie a thick layer of gauze, and then wore a white neck brace.

So Song Shinian could only look up with his little face up the whole time and turn his head stiffly.

It's like being mentally retarded.

But the good thing is that everything is dangerous.

She stared intently at the man on the bed.

Shi Wenzhou was lying quietly on the hospital bed at this time, his face was pale and still wrapped in gauze.

Fortunately, he was fine, otherwise she would have a troubled conscience for the rest of her life.

Behind her, Yan Yu looked at the scene in front of the bed with a gloomy face.

Especially when Shi Nian stared at Shi Wenzhou without blinking, he was particularly unhappy.

But Shi Wenzhou did his best to protect her.

There's not much to say about that.

But—

Didn't you say that you had saved her many times?

How could he never have seen Shi Nian look at himself so intently.

No conscience.

He pursed his thin lips and said, "At that time, I was gone." ”

"Hmm."

A perfunctory response.

He stared at the back of his head that hadn't moved, and said in a deep voice, "At that time, can you find your way back to Xiaojingwan?" ”

If you can't find the road, just take a taxi.

When did the big guy become so verbose?

Song Shinian turned his neck stiffly and looked at Yan Yu who was standing behind him, and saw a subtle dissatisfaction flashing on his expressionless face.

Forehead.

Did the big guy get angry when he saw that he cared so much?

After all, it was his appearance that saved himself and Shi Wenzhou, but now he only remembers Wen Zhou at this time, but ignores him, the life-saving benefactor.

No wonder he's dissatisfied.

"Big guy." Song Shinian looked at her and shouted softly.

Yan Yu glanced down at her, "Hmm." ”

Song Shinian was silent for a while, then reached out and hugged the man's thigh, rubbed his pants with his face, and whispered, "Thank you." ”

Yan Yu twisted his eyebrows and looked at the little head on his lap, his eyebrows and eyes stretched slightly, and he immediately frowned: "What is there to thank for." ”

So modest.

As soon as Song Shinian wanted to laugh, he heard him say: "I didn't save you." ”

Burst.

How could she smell the sour smell of jealousy from the big guy's tone.

Song Shinian slowly raised his little face, wanting to laugh, but tears couldn't help but flow out.

What's going on?

After she was rescued, she only had the joy of the rest of her life after the catastrophe, and she longed to set off two firecrackers to bombard.

How did he get to the big guy and shed tears.

She hurriedly wiped away her tears, but the more she wiped them, the more she wiped.

When Yan Yu saw it, the depression in his heart disappeared, replaced by a slight pain.

He squatted down with his legs bent, looked at Shi Nian, saw her crying and laughing, and chuckled:

"I was so bold just now, and now I know I'm afraid?"

Song Shinian sniffled, didn't speak, just leaned his head on his chest.

Listen to the powerful heartbeat in his chest.

Of course you will be afraid.

How is it possible not to be afraid?

She tried her best to hold back her tears, her voice aggrieved and tired: "Yan Yu, why did you come?" I was scared to death just now, do you know? ”

And then, like a flood opening the floodgates, a cry came out.

The sky is falling apart.

Wronged to death.