Chapter 112: Secretly Affectionate

As expected, he was as calm as ever, as if he was a quiet lake frozen by a thousand feet of ice, no matter how hard you threw stones or flowers into the lake, he was unmoved, and if you threw something too hard, not only would it not shake him by half a point, but it would hurt himself by the rebounding thing.

"I, I...! It's okay to ask you where your office is, I'm worried that I won't be able to find it when I come back later. Gu Qingshui's heart seemed to be half a beat slower, and when he asked her what was going on, what she wanted to say suddenly seemed to be stuck in a bottle and couldn't get out, so she hurriedly found a random explanation and sifted it over.

When He Yuwen heard her like this, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and calmly pointed to the end of the long corridor and said: "See, the innermost one on the right at the end of the corridor, but it's not on this floor, it's in the same position upstairs, do you remember?" If there's anything you can always go downstairs to find me, I'm there. ”

Gu Qingshui pretended to be nothing, and nodded as if he didn't understand, but he didn't know what he was talking about at all, just looking at him like that, he was already satisfied in his heart, and he was happy in his heart, and a flower slowly bloomed in his heart.

He Yuwen saw that he had heard clearly, so he turned around and was about to stride away, and as soon as he took a step, he heard Gu Qingshui's soft and weak voice floating over.

"Warm ......"

He Yuwen was stunned for a moment, then slowly turned around, and looked at Gu Qingshui with a puzzled and blank expression, Gu Qingshui's face was blushing as if it was covered with a layer of crimson flushing.

"I ...... Can you please stop calling me Miss Gu in the future? It looks so rusty and restrained, can you call me by my name? Like I just called you by name? Gu Qingshui stammered incoherently, lowered his eyebrows and looked pleasing to his eyes, sometimes looked down at his helpless hands, and looked up at his cold and handsome face shyly for a while.

He Yuwen was obviously surprised by what she said, but she didn't expect her to be like this, but she just glanced at her coldly, wanted to say something but didn't speak, her calm appearance seemed a little stiff, and in the end, she just urged her to go back quickly with lukewarm understatement, and didn't give her the answer she wanted, and the words in her words were intentionally or unintentionally alienating her feelings, which also made her miserable.

"It's not early, Miss Gu should go back quickly, don't call me like Fang Cai in the future, if you really want to call her name, then even take her name with her surname, otherwise let others listen to it and provoke gossip and ruin Miss Gu's reputation, He can't afford it, Miss Gu is everyone's lady who came to me before it is already extremely inappropriate, if you still don't avoid suspicion as always, I'm afraid it's still a little undesirable, Miss Gu is self-respecting."

He Yuwen's words were like being soaked in ice and snow, every word was like a patchwork of broken ice and frost, always rejecting the coldness of people thousands of miles away, and accidentally freezing to death people's enthusiasm, after listening to his calm words, Gu Qingshui's heart suddenly felt like stagnant water......

Watching him gradually disappear like a clear back like a cut of bamboo, farther and farther away took away the warmth, leaving only wisps of cold wind to flee in all directions, rushing into her clothes and heart, trying to escape only to find that there was nowhere to hide.

"Bang...!"

The door was gently closed, and the dazzling white light was isolated in the dozens of square meters of the ward, and it was useless to get out and not enter, and the light in the crack of the door was still struggling to escape, just like her tenderness and affection for him were in vain.

In this world, there are some things that you can't get by working hard, and everything that you can get by gritting your teeth is not a difficult thing, except for feelings This kind of thing is difficult in the world? It is pretentious and forcible to beg, some people are extremely poor and cannot be satisfied with its favor in their lives, and some people get it when they don't cherish it and want to find it again, it is already too late, because it is scarce so it is commendable, because it cannot be forced so it is pure loyalty, because it is gentle and charming, so beautiful, and because it is ruthless and cruel, it is also hurtful.

"She's gone?" He Yuhua asked casually with an expressionless face.

"Hmm!" He Yuwen slowly paced to the side of the basin, continued to wring out the towel that was already drenched to the fullest, and nodded gently in response to him.

"What kind of person do you think she should be?" He Yuhua came to such a sentence without warning, which caught He Yuwen off guard, and after a pause, he said slowly and indifferently: "If you don't understand, don't comment on it."

As he spoke, he took the unscrewed towel to Mo Xiaoxiao's bedside, slowly bent down again, and gently twisted the towel with his hand to wipe the dirt and cold sweat on her face, but before he touched her face, he was held by a strong hand and his wrist couldn't move, and he was shocked and raised his head slightly, and he bumped into He Yuhua who was smiling, looking at him with a hippie smile.

He Yuwen looked unhappy and puzzled, I don't know what he meant, He Yuhua saw him so serious and slowly let go of his hand, and said with a calm and quiet smile: "Big brother, don't be so nervous, men and women don't kiss each other, it's better for me to do this kind of thing, in case she wakes up and sees your fierce and cold face, don't be scared to death, this kind of fine work, or leave it to me, a gentle and beautiful man." ”

Saying that, he still winked at him, his peach blossom eyes with the smell of ruffians flickered, and He Yuwen suddenly felt a feeling of displeasure in his heart for some reason, as if his things had been robbed by someone else.

"Why? Aren't you like this, aren't you a man and a woman not kissing? ”

He Yuwen retorted indifferently, but he clutched the towel tightly again and again, for fear of being snatched away, his attitude was nervous and cold.

He Yuhua grinned, Nunu's eyebrows unconsciously raised up, and he looked at He Yuwen, who was a little unnatural in front of him, with a wicked smile, and teased: "That's naturally different, isn't it...... Hehe, does the eldest brother like Miss Mo? That's why you care so much about nervousness, don't you? ”

As soon as He Yuhua's voice fell, He Yuwen's face suddenly turned blue and darkened, as if someone had revealed some private secret, he stood up angrily, threw the towel into He Yuhua's hand, his eyes were cold like a sharp sword, his eyebrows were straight and his eyes were fierce, and he smiled without saying anything: "It's extremely boring, wipe the nonsense for yourself!" ”

After saying that, he brushed his sleeves away, Qingyue's back paced out of the room, and gently closed the door, leaving only He Yuhua and Mo Xiaoxiao in the room.

Looking at He Yuwen's annoyed and embarrassed appearance and walking away, He Yuhua couldn't help but laugh secretly, looked at him with a smile, and said to himself: "It's good if you don't like it, it's good if you don't like it!" ”

Then the room fell into a quiet and peaceful again, there was no sound around her, there was no wind, and you could clearly hear the sound of your own tinnitus buzzing, and the sound of spitting was so strong, I didn't dare to do anything, for fear of waking up the person in my sleep, I gently took the towel to a small corner, carefully wiped the sweat beads on her forehead, and stained the dirt on her cheeks one by one on the towel, and after a while, the dirt on my face was removed, and a pale and clean plain face flashed under his eyes.

He is extremely gentle, even his hair is stained with tenderness, and the light smile at the corner of his mouth makes the cold atmosphere seem so warm, the moonlight on the ground has gradually faded, and he suddenly realized that it was already night, and the brightness of the moonlight was replaced by the bright lamp that was still shining with a cold white light was still flickering.

He Yuwen went out, pacing in the corridor with his hands behind his back, the corridor in the middle of the night was quietly empty, and he couldn't hear a sound, as if the whole world was darkened and old, without a trace of life, the only cold air was surging secretly, and the night was the most active time for thousands of emotions, always surging and roaring at this time, knocking people into bleak memories.

The corridor in the middle of the night is extremely dark and terrible, not that I am afraid of any ghosts and ghosts coming out to harm people or anything, it is the kind of empty loneliness and ethereal loneliness, which makes people afraid of silence without a trace of sound, thinking that it is terrible to leave the world and be abandoned by everything, thinking about He Yuwen, he got out of the hospital and walked to the street outside the hospital.

Out of the hospital, only to find that it was close to the atmosphere of the New Year, the street did not at all because it was a cold night and cold and lonely, everywhere the lights were colorful and bright, the colorful lanterns fluttered in the wind, the swaying tassels were like the hairline in the ears of the running girl, adding a bit of vivid breath to the lights, although every family fell asleep behind closed doors, but the excitement in front of the door was not affected at all, the lights of thousands of homes flickered like stars falling from the sky, and the eyes that saw the lights were the silhouette of the moonlight.

There is a wind in the ears, and there are some dead leaves on the dry trees beside him that are shaking and noisy, so that people can't help but look up to watch, maybe they are walking in a hurry when they come out, and they have time to wear glasses in the future, and they look up at the light and shadow staggered lights, and some sparse leaves dissolve in the lights, shining with golden brilliance, giving a warm yellow light to the cold night.

Looking at the quiet and noisy lights on the street, looking at the noisy and calm leaves, He Yuwen's mind was stretched out, at this moment, it seemed that the body and soul could be separated, and what he recalled was only someone else's business.

I don't know why, I am suddenly very afraid that others have expectations for me, afraid that others will have affection for me, and I always feel that my thin heart no longer has the ability to love someone, I just want to do what I can do alone, and I don't want to give others too much hope and love, but when He Yuhua asked rhetorically, he actually had a complex ambivalence in his heart, and even he didn't know what kind of emotions he had for her.

Strange to say, when many people love someone, they are often the first to find the clues.