The local tyrant seems to be very cold.

After hesitating for a while, Lian Zhenzhen sent a "bye-bye" emoji, and then exited the webpage and closed the codeword.

Feng Yu stared at the "bye-bye" emoji, and typed out a series of words, but in the end, he didn't have time to send them out, and chose to delete them one by one.

He typed a lot of words every time and wanted to send them, but he deleted them again and again, leaving only the simplest words to send over.

He didn't know how to communicate with her.

Or maybe he doesn't know how to communicate with outsiders.

He threw his phone aside irritably, folded his hands on his chin, and was silently in a daze.

His eyes are dark as ink, and his breath is restrained and deep.

Witnessing the whole process, he secretly stroked his eyebrows.

Will he have to increase his workload in the future to help the prince pursue Lian Zhenzhen?

He had a bad feeling that he wouldn't stay out of it for long.

After Lian Zhenzhen finished updating the novel, he ordered takeout at noon.

Then I drove to the hospital to visit my brother Liancheng.

She pushed open the door of the hospital room and suddenly saw a woman in a long white dress sitting on the edge of the bed.

When the woman heard the sound, she turned her head in slight surprise.

"Are you ......" Lian Zhenzhen furrowed his brows, glanced at Liancheng, who was still asleep, and then looked at the woman.

The woman was holding a storybook in her hand and seemed to be telling the story to her brother.

Seeing this, Lian Zhenzhen couldn't help but be embarrassed.

The woman quickly got up, a little embarrassed, and weakly explained, "I...... I passed by and saw him sleeping here, so I couldn't help but want to come and talk to him......"

Lian Zhenzhen saw that she was a weak woman with a pale complexion, and she didn't think about what she would do to her brother, so she didn't care, and said with a smile, "It's okay, are you telling my brother a story?" ”

"Hmm." The woman took back the book, ashamed, "Hello, I'...... My name is Song Silan. ”

"Hello, my name is Lian Zhenzhen." Even True Allah stretched out his hand, and Song Silan shook it back.

Even Zhenzhen noticed that Song Silan's bones were slender, there was no flesh, and the whole person did not have much flesh, like a walking skeleton.

Thinking of this, Lian Zhenzhen suddenly felt rude, and those who can stay in the hospital for a long time are either seriously ill or seriously injured.

Lian Zhenzhen didn't ask much, and quickly smiled, "Thank you." ”

"Huh?"

Song Silan looked at her with stunned eyes, thinking that he had run to Liancheng's ward without permission, and Lian Zhen would really be angry.

Song Silan was already ready to be interrogated, or even blamed, but he didn't expect that Lian Zhenzhen would thank him.

In fact, she didn't do anything, just when she was bored, she talked to herself, pretending that Liancheng could hear herself.

"Well, thank you. I've always felt that my brother was in a vegetative state, but he would be able to hear what we were saying. So I really want to be there for him and talk to him a lot, but I'm busy with work. Now that you're willing to talk to him, I'm really happy. ”

Song Silan looked shy, "You don't mind." ”

Lian Zhenzhen and Song Silan then chatted a little more, and learned that Song Silan liked Liancheng very much, even though Liancheng was a vegetative person, but Song Silan's heart fluttered and beat non-stop when he saw him for the first time.

Lian Zhenzhen couldn't help but laugh in his heart when he saw Song Silan speak, with a little star in his eyes.

Song Silan is also a face control!

Although Liancheng has thin cheeks and is slightly malnourished, his facial features are delicate and prominent, and he is a handsome guy among handsome guys.