While Ye Zhifu was thinking, Rong He suddenly got up from her and took a few boxes of medicine from Ye Zhiyi's hand.

Ye Zhilu's heart was empty, so he sat up, watched Rong He squeeze out a few pills, fed them to his mouth, and swallowed them directly.

Ye Zhiwei looked at the glass water cup that was already empty on the bedside table, and got out of bed while squirming, and said, "I'll help you get a glass of water." ”

Before his feet touched the ground, his wrists were grabbed by Rong You.

Ye Zhilu paused, turned his head and looked at Rong He with an inquiring gaze.

"No need." Rong He replied lightly.

Ye Zhilu slowly lowered his eyelids, and his gaze fell on his slender ten fingers.

Obviously, he was fine when he ate hot pot tonight, but if he was in a bad mood because eating hot pot caused him to have a stomachache, then he wouldn't eat it next time!

Why bother sulking, it's not your body that is angry in the end!

Thinking of this, Ye Zhiwei wanted to ask several times, but the words came to his mouth and swallowed back.

Ye Zhiwei felt that he knew Rong He better, as long as he didn't mention it, it meant that he didn't plan to say it at all.

No matter how you ask, it's a waste of saliva.

Just like when he left without a word, he didn't plan to tell himself at first, and until the day he left, he was still silent, and he didn't even bother to say goodbye to her.

Ye Zhiwei was not angry with him leaving, but angry that he never put himself in his eyes, she felt that even if he didn't like herself, as a neighbor who grew up together, he should say goodbye to her instead of running away!

In fact, Ye Zhilu can't understand Rong He many times, and sometimes he is very good to himself.

Sometimes, many of his indifferent behaviors and words make her feel that he doesn't care about herself at all! Not to mention liking!

There are many things, he doesn't say, she thinks wildly, and the more she thinks about it, the more she pushes herself into a dead end.

But Ye Zhizhi loves to hang himself on a crooked-necked tree with a tendon, and likes a person, even if the other party is a hot potato, she still won't throw it!

She is purely the master who forgets the pain of the scar, and only thinks about Rong He's good afterwards, and forgets all his bad, so she can stand Rong You's sullen temperament!

Thinking about it, Ye Zhifu fell asleep.

But not long after closing his eyes, he felt someone scratching his hair.

Ye Zhiwei felt that he knew Rong He better, as long as he didn't mention it, it meant that he didn't plan to say it at all.

No matter how you ask, it's a waste of saliva.

Just like when he left without a word, he didn't plan to tell himself at first, and until the day he left, he was still silent, and he didn't even bother to say goodbye to her.

Ye Zhiwei was not angry with him leaving, but angry that he never put himself in his eyes, she felt that even if he didn't like herself, as a neighbor who grew up together, he should say goodbye to her instead of running away!

In fact, Ye Zhilu can't understand Rong He many times, and sometimes he is very good to himself.

Sometimes, many of his indifferent behaviors and words make her feel that he doesn't care about herself at all! Not to mention liking!

There are many things, he doesn't say, she thinks wildly, and the more she thinks about it, the more she pushes herself into a dead end.

But Ye Zhizhi loves to hang himself on a crooked-necked tree with a tendon, and likes a person, even if the other party is a hot potato, she still won't throw it!

She is purely the master who forgets the pain of the scar, and only thinks about Rong He's good afterwards, and forgets all his bad, so she can stand Rong You's sullen temperament!

Thinking about it, Ye Zhifu fell asleep.

But not long after closing his eyes, he felt someone scratching his hair.