Zhao Zicheng panicked, she stammered a little and said, "You...... I...... You...... I'm ......."

It's just chaotic.

It was the first time she had been so close to a man.

She didn't know how to deal with such a man.

A pair of bright eyes, a haughty smile, a mouthful of snow-white teeth, and a shiny and fragrant hair...... The man was clearly several years older than her.

Chu Zhiyou smiled: "Don't panic, although I don't look like a good person, I am definitely not a bad person." ”

Zhao Zichen's face turned red.

She grabbed her hair and ...... Ran away?

She forgot to take back the chair she had brought out.

The next day, in order to get the chair back, Zhao Zicheng was emotionally entangled, thought about it for a long time, and finally decided to go to the lawn to get the chair back. As soon as he walked out of the door of the inpatient department, Zhao Zicheng saw the man named Chu Zhiyou yesterday.

He was sitting on a bench in the doorway, drawing the orange tree on the large lawn.

The trees he painted are beautiful.

Three-quarters of the way to the picture is the gorgeous orange tree, the grass on the ground is verdant, and the half of the sky behind the tree is pale blue, and half of the sky is rendered with purple glow.

The sun in the picture is like a tired bird, gently resting between the branches, passing through some dappled light and shadow.

Under the tree, a few fallen leaves shone in the light spots; In the meantime, there was a white lacquered chair, on which sat a woman in white, with long black hair, a long white dress, and a face like an oil painting, smiling reservedly and gently.

Zhao Zicheng was fascinated, and Chu Zhiyou suddenly turned his head.

Looking at each other, Zhao Zicheng's face turned red again, and his heart was pounding.

Chu Zhiyou recognized Zhao Zicheng, and he smiled slightly at her.

Zhao Zicheng felt hot all over his body, but he felt as if something in his heart had been growing upward, and it was difficult to stop it anymore.

Chu Zhiyou asked Zhao Zichen with a smile: "Beautiful little girl, do you have time today?" Go back to that chair for a while and let me make some more adjustments. ”

Under Chu Zhiyou's scorching gaze, Zhao Zicheng hesitated for half a minute before nodding shyly.

On this day, Zhao Zicheng had an inspection to do.

However, when it was time for the examination, the doctor could not find Zhao Zicheng in the ward, and they already knew Zhao Zicheng's habits, so they asked a little nurse to look for him on the big lawn outside, and the little nurse called Zhao Zicheng back.

After that, Zhao Zicheng stopped reading, and spent all day long in a daze at the window, sometimes looking out the door, and sometimes walking on the lawn outside.

She often looked at herself in the mirror, she was still a young and immature girl, but she said in her heart: "I can't tolerate it, it's too short, my hair is thinning, my face is bloodless, my nose is not strong enough, and my eyes are not big enough......"

Everyone saw it, and Zhao Zicheng had an extra secret in his heart.

She fell in love with someone

Many times, Zhao Zicheng is obviously looking for Chu Zhiyou's figure everywhere, but sometimes when she encounters it, she has to pretend that it was a coincidental encounter.

It's been a long time since I met Chu Zhiyou in the hospital.

Zhao Zicheng discovered that Chu Zhiyou, who often appeared in the hospital, would pass through a corridor where kapok was in full bloom, and then go to a ward in the second inpatient department.

After Zhao Zicheng's observation for several days, she found that there was a beautiful woman living in the ward.

Zhao Zicheng couldn't help but pay attention to this woman, she even remembered how many skirts and socks this woman had worn, she knew how many buttons there were on her shirt, and she also knew that there was a small hole in her white socks.

During that time, Zhao Zicheng died of melancholy in his heart.

Zhao Zicheng has a harmonica, which she didn't use much in the past, but during this time she would often stand in the depths of the lawn, playing the harmonica and playing any tune.

Once, Chu Zhiyou was standing behind her.

But Zhao Zicheng didn't know anything, she just cared about blowing down.

After blowing, hearing someone applauding behind him, Zhao Zicheng turned his head and saw Chu Zhiyou in the sun.

In the sun, Chu Zhiyou is like Apollo, the sun god in the West......

Zhao Zicheng was stunned, she was trembling, and tears were almost falling.

Chu Zhiyou had no idea what was going on.

And Zhao Zicheng ran away again.

In the early autumn breeze, Zhao Zicheng was running, she didn't know where to run, but she had to run until she couldn't run.

Because she was embarrassed, shy, and sad......

Zhao Zicheng's heart is about to jump out, which is completely different from the beautiful love like a fairy tale she originally imagined.

She originally thought that she could give up everything else for love, and even, she could muster up the courage to express herself to him and pursue bravely, but this person, he seems to be the hero in someone else's fairy tale.

She originally thought that for the sake of love, she would gallop without scruples and bear everything without burden, including gossip.

But in fact, she can't do anything, she doesn't have the courage to talk to him, she doesn't have the courage to look at him, and she doesn't have the courage to pursue and express it, not to mention, this person may already be someone else's, and whatever gossip bears is a joke.

She felt like a rat living in the shadows, timid and cowardly, who had been living in the camp.

She once thought that the fairy tale book she had held was love.

But then when she closed her eyes.

She remembered those bright eyes, that haughty smile, and that kind of hair that was shiny and ......

Zhao Zicheng feels that this is love.

didn't run far, Zhao Zicheng fell on the big lawn.

She cried on the grass, so sad, so desperate.

Chu Zhiyou chased after him, he squatted down, hugged Zhao Zicheng in his arms, and gently patted her back with his hand.

"What's wrong?" Chu Zhiyou asked softly.

Then suddenly, as if thinking of something again, Chu Zhiyou continued: "I'm really not a bad person, and I don't mean to pester you, you must not be afraid of me because of this, if I scare you, I will try not to appear in front of you in the future." ”

As soon as Chu Zhiyou finished speaking, Zhao Zicheng cried louder......

Zhao Zicheng didn't see it, Chu Zhiyou's face was not good-looking, he seemed to be worried about Zhao Zicheng, but it was difficult for Zhao Zicheng to dislike him.

He originally thought that that day, Zhao Zicheng was willing to sit on the chair for him, which meant that they were already friends, but he didn't expect that Zhao Zichen still didn't like him.

The next day, Chu Zhiyou really didn't come to the hospital again.

Zhao Zicheng was complicated and sad.

Then she got sick again, had a cold, had a fever.

Zhao Zicheng fell asleep groggily, and when he woke up, he found that there were bags of fruit on the small cabinet next to his bed, as well as a hyacinth and a note, which read: "I hope you get better soon, this time, I didn't let you see me." ”

Zhao Zicheng knew that the person who left the note was Chu Zhiyou, because he was the only one who had said such a thing.

Zhao Zicheng was very happy and happy, but also sad.