When Han Junze rushed to the hospital, he asked the attending doctor, and the attending doctor said that Rong Rong slept well last night.

Mo Shaozhen is in the gym, he wakes up every morning and soaks in the gym for two hours, exercising, stretching his neck bones, and the mental malaise caused by the illness transferred from Gu Lianlian will be gone, and his good spirit can last all day, which is more effective than infusion.

At this point, Han Junze felt unbelievable at first, in the past seven or eight days, he seemed to be used to taking a soak in the gym after Mo Shaozhen's illness, and he couldn't see the miraculous things of the pathology, anyway, Mr. Mo was originally a magical existence.

Han Junze rushed to the gym, Mo Shaozhen had already stretched his muscles, and planned to go back to the room to take a shower, and then go to breakfast.

On the way back to the room, Mo Shaozhen asked as if he didn't care: "Han Junze, will your live-in ex-girlfriend continue to be friends with you?" ”

Han Junze was instantly asked, thought about it, and sighed: "It's impossible." ”

"Why?"

"Two people who have truly loved each other, they can only forget each other in this life, how can they continue to be friends? Unless you don't really love at all, or ......"

"Or what?"

"I still want to rekindle my old feelings." Han Junze said.

Mo Shaozhen's eyes sank, and he still wanted to rekindle his old feelings? Oh, dream!

Han Junze felt the air around him drop rapidly, and he was reminded: "Sir, why did you suddenly ask this question?" ”

"Nothing, just ask."

Gu Lianlian was wearing pajamas, stretching her waist, and walked out of the sun room, just in time to see Mo Shaozhen walking with bloody steps, coming back from the gym, as if a typhoon was passing, not giving birth early, and the instinct to survive made her want to go back to the room immediately.

But Han Junze saw her and took the initiative to greet her.

"Xiaolian, morning, I had a lot of fun yesterday, finally someone came to visit you in the hospital, and when I got off work, you haven't come back yet."

Gu Lianlian could only bite the bullet, stop going back to the room, and stand there watching the typhoon approach little by little.

She smiled and said: "Yes, Ouyang is my senior in college, we used to live in the same host family in Milan, he took good care of me, and now he is the first friend to visit me in the hospital. ”

Han Junze is very experienced: "That's a good relationship, I used to go to Havard to study, and I lived in the same host family as my roommate, and I still keep in touch often, especially in a foreign country, I don't know the place well, and that friendship is even more precious." ”

Gu Lianlian thought deeply: "Brother Han, you think so too, right?" ”

Han Junze smiled and nodded.

The two were chatting, and next to them, an extremely discordant voice suddenly interjected: "That little white face is your roommate?" ”

"What little white face, Mr. Mo, no, Mo Shaozhen, how can you give my friend such a nickname?" Gu Lianlian was a little angry, little white face, didn't she say that others eat soft rice? Ouyang is not a little white face who eats soft rice.

Mo Shaozhen frowned slightly, "What are you doing so excited?" ”

So, what happened to them living together for a year and a half?

Gu Lianlian argued: "If I give you a nickname and call you Mo Lao Demon, can you be happy?" I have been roommates with Ouyang for a year and a half, and I know who he is, he is very masculine, and he will never be a little white face. ”

Mo Shaozhen glanced at her again, but a smile line flashed almost imperceptibly at the corner of his mouth, the typhoon around him inadvertently dispersed, and the movement of raising his legs and walking back to the room became extremely elegant and atmospheric: "No, it's not, for an irrelevant roommate, blushing with me, how big are the eyes?" ”