Nanxun was clutching the quilt and was sad about the spring and autumn, but the door of the ward was suddenly knocked again.

It's a little bit of a rhythm.

She choked, thinking to herself that this time it wouldn't be another bull ghost and snake god, right?

After thinking about it, she got into the quilt, covered her face with the quilt, and said nothing.

It didn't take long for the knock on the door to suddenly stop.

Nanxun rolled his eyes in the quilt, thinking that he should leave this time, right?

But before she could relax, she heard a "click", the sound of the door opening.

Nanxun: "!! ”

Immediately afterwards, Nan Xun heard the sound of shoes stepping on the ground, soft and undisguised footsteps.

Jiang Xiubai looked at Nanxun, who was wrapped in a ball, his crimson lips were upturned, and his delicate but cold eyebrows were dyed with a layer of mist at this moment, making it impossible to peek into the look under his eyes.

The slender and bony fingers were like a piece of cold white jade, gently falling on the top of Nanxun's head.

Nanxun's body stiffened suddenly.

Miscellaneous...... What's the situation?

Jiang Xiubai felt Nanxun's stiffness, his movements paused, and then the smile on the corner of his lips became more and more intense.

Pretending to be asleep......

Xun'er, you're getting more and more interesting!

The top of Nan Xun's head was bandaged, and at this moment, the quilt covered Nan Xun's entire face, but directly exposed Nan Xun's head.

Jiang Xiubai's fingertips fell to Nanxun's wound, and then sighed.

Nanxun suddenly felt that this sigh was so familiar.

"Xun'er, when you were pushed down, you must have been in pain, right?"

Nanxun: "!! ”

She's beeping inside - it's DOG!

Isn't Jiang Xiubai already gone?

How did you bring this back and forth?

Don't bring it like this!

But before Nanxun could digest it, Jiang Xiubai said again:

"I also hurt, my heart hurts."

His voice was soft, but indescribably soft.

Nanxun listened, and suddenly felt her ears itch, and her fingers shrunk in the quilt couldn't help but scratch the hem of her clothes.

"After you fainted, Jiang Zhen called me and asked me to take care of my girlfriend."

Jiang Xiubai's voice became hoarse again, and it sounded very innocent and aggrieved, but no one could see that Jiang Xiubai's dark and beautiful eyes gradually became entangled with layers of treachery and gloom.

"I had just finished an operation, and when I got the call, I kept coming to you."

"But you know what? When I saw you lying on the ground covered in blood, your face so white that it seemed like it would disappear in the next moment, I wondered what I would do if you died...... What should I do......"

Listening to these words, Nan Xun only felt as if something was clenched somewhere in his heart, and a suffocating feeling stretched out from the depths of his brain and spread.

In her eyes, Jiang Xiubai is the hero of a book.

Her understanding of Jiang Xiubai is only limited to the descriptions in the book.

But now—

When Jiang Xiubai used this desperate and painful voice to tell his anxiety and grief, Nan Xun suddenly felt a little touched.

Jiang Xiubai still loves Nanxun very much at this time, right?

It's just—

It was too deeply wounded.

So later, in the face of the gentle and considerate heroine Ye Qianshu, Jiang Xiubai would not hesitate to fall into it.

Nanxun thought and shrunk his neck again.

No, since the ending is already doomed, Jiang Xiubai is destined to be with Ye Qianshu, what else would she soften when she is such an ultimate cannon fodder.

- She's going to be crushed in the end.