Ruan Yu's heart was so nervous that her mouth was almost dry, but Song Huaijin keenly grasped the point of her words at once.

"You went last year, too?" After a pause, "Then you also met with your high school president at the same table last year?" ”

The cool words made Ruan Yu chuckle in her heart again.

…… What is the strange point of this man's grasp?

Silent, Ruan Yu frantically organized the language in her heart, thinking about how to say it. But halfway through thinking about it, she vaguely felt that something was wrong, obviously she hadn't done anything sorry for Song Huaijin and the identity of the wife of the president of the Song family. Again, she and Song Huaijin are also married by agreement, and sooner or later they will divorce.

Song Huaijin is a person, everything is good, but the facial paralysis is too strong and the sense of oppression is too strong. If you meet a timid person, you can directly scare people into shutting down. Last time in the hotel, she was also led astray by him like this.

After figuring out this, Ruan Yu's waist immediately straightened a little, and the weakness in his eyes also dissipated a little.

"I haven't done anything to be sorry for you." Speaking of words, Ruan Yu was also a little more arrogant.

"I know." After speaking, Song Huaijin added with some disdain, "With your bold and incomprehensible appearance of unfemininity, I don't think you can do those things." ”

Ruan Yu: "......"

No, where does she understand the amorous feelings, where is there no femininity?

His hands subconsciously folded his waist, and Ruan Yu wanted to open his mouth to argue with him.

But Song Huaijin glanced at it with a cool glance again, her gaze just stopped on her crossed hand, and she twisted her eyebrows, "Put your hand down, don't use my body to do these strange and sissy movements." ”

Ruan Yu choked on the words in his mouth, and habitually lowered his hands according to his words for a long time, and put them on his side peacefully.

When he reacted, he was spurned again. Servility, this is a kind of servility that has been oppressed by Song Huaijin for a long time. If you put down your hand, won't your momentum weaken, phew!

Suppressing the unstoppable anger in her heart, Ruan Yu tried to reason with Song Huaijin sensibly: "Then since you know, why did you agree to Liu Mengting to go to the class reunion like you wanted to catch a traitor?" ”

"Help, maintain, relationships." After finishing word by word, Song Huaijin withdrew his gaze from Ruan Yu, looked down at Banlu's chest, which had been smeared with medicinal wine, and pulled up the half-faded skirt on his body to cover it.

Ruan Yu's face turned red all of a sudden, and Song Huaijin's action made her forget to complain about even the previous sentence of maintaining interpersonal relationships.

"Don't look at it!"

Song Huaijin calmly lowered his hand, withdrew his gaze, and raised his head to look at Ruan Yu again: "What's this, where haven't I seen on you now?" After a pause, "Besides, as far as you are concerned, what is there to take advantage of?" ”

The tone is frank and natural.

But it made Ruan Yu's face redder again, half angry, half ashamed.

"This ...... At most, it's not so plump, where it's flat, it's still a bit arc

Is the degree good? Ruan Yu argued.

Song Huaijin raised his eyebrows, looked down again, and even reached out to cover it and feel it. After feeling it, he put down his hand again and raised his head, "Are you sure this is a bit of an arc?" ”

The expression is more natural, and there is no ambiguity or other meaning in the eyes. It seems that he just did this action casually, in order to prove that Ruan Yu's chest is small, and he has no other ideas.

"You, I...... Okay, count yourself ruthless. Angry with Song Huaijin's hooliganism, Ruan Yu couldn't say anything else for a long time, so he finally had to drop that sentence, picked up the medicinal wine and cotton swabs on the table and walked out of the bedroom door.

That's called a walking with the wind, full of aura.

The ugly expression on her face scared even the Wang Ma downstairs.

"Are you alright, young master?"

After getting Ruan Yu's negative answer, Wang Ma silently took the medicinal wine bottle and cotton swab from Ruan Yu's hand and put them away.

At the same time, Wang Ma's heart was a little worried about "Ruan Yu". Looking at the young master like this, I hope I don't quarrel with the young grandmother.

……

Night.

After the lights were turned off, only the faint light came from the half-covered door, and with the surrounding white walls, white sheets, and some pungent smell of disinfectant water, it looked a little cold.

Especially tonight, when it was windy, the windows were not completely closed in order to keep the air fresh in the house. There was a gust of wind blowing in from the window, blowing the white curtains up and down, which looked a little weird.

Awakened by the pain of the wound, Tian Ying, who couldn't sleep, saw the fluttering curtains, and her heart was slightly hairy.

She is not afraid of the dark, and she does not believe in the theory of gods and ghosts. But when I think that this is a hospital, and that so many people have died in the hospital after all, even if I don't believe it, I still can't stop being afraid.

One of the two nurses went to rest, and the other nurse was sleepy, leaning on the bed next to him, napping slightly.

Tian Ying looked at the little nurse who was sleepy, and finally gave up the idea of waking her up to chat with her.

During the day, she also talked with the two little nurses, knowing that the two of them were poor and young, and it was not easy to make money in the big city, and they suffered a lot, and suddenly had a feeling of sympathy.

Now, seeing that she was sleeping soundly, and it happened to be the middle of the night, I couldn't bear to call her.

Besides, the hospital also told me during the day that after anesthesia, it is normal for the wound to hurt, and it will be over. Now wake up the little nurse, my wound is just as painful, and there is no other way to relieve it.

Resisting the urge to exhale, Tian Ying lay on the bed, in a daze, thinking about her thoughts.

Spring Trend Release, Design, Family, Future ...... These things or people flashed through Tian Ying's mind one by one.

Suddenly, a white light seemed to appear in front of him.

Tian Ying's eyes flashed, she felt a little uncomfortable, and closed her eyes. When I opened it again, there was no light, as if the light just now was just my own illusion.

Tian Ying was a little puzzled. Turned his gaze to the hidden door of the ward, but again

Nothing was found, the door was still there, and a white light came in from the outside, exactly the same as before, and did not move for more than half a minute.

Odd.

Tian Ying turned his head to the right again.

At this look, I suddenly saw a black figure standing outside the window, through the white curtains, I couldn't see who it was, I could only see the fluttering white hair that was blown up and the figure of a woman could be seen.

Tian Ying's breath froze instantly, and her already somewhat frightened heart suddenly twitched.

Who is the person outside the window, why is she standing there in the middle of the night, why does she always feel that the person is standing there staring at herself, is it her own delusion, does "she" happen to pass by where to stop or ...... Tian Ying didn't dare to think about it anymore, but she didn't even blink her eyes against the figure outside the window, for fear that she would miss it or see something she shouldn't see if she blinked.

Suddenly, the figure outside the window seemed to raise its hand and stretched out in the direction of the ward.

(End of chapter)