"Bang", and in response to him was a pillow that smashed directly into his handsome face.

“…… Come on!! Zhao Xue saw that the situation was not right, so she quickly grabbed Hu Yucheng's hand and ran all the way out of the corridor.

Hu Yucheng's narrow eyes fell on the palms of the two people, and his heart was suddenly moved...... Whining...... His little snow baby is starting to know how to defend him......

Peaches looked at the backs of the two people who fled in the wilderness, and the originally indignant expression finally couldn't help laughing, these two guys, the feeling of being together, seems to be getting more and more harmonious......

Turning his head to look at Shen Mochen, who was still sleeping quietly, Peach stretched out a pair of white and slender little hands and held his hand tightly.

His fingers are slender and distinct, there are faint half-moon-shaped marks on his nails, there is a faint dent on the finger that often holds the pen, the lines of his palm are clear and clear, the lifeline is very long, Peaches covered his palm, watching the lifelines of the two people overlap together, and a warm feeling suddenly welled up in his heart.

The light in the ward gradually dimmed, the afterglow of the setting sun shone softly from the window, fell on the floor, dyed a warm orange, her ears were his even and peaceful breathing, her hand was he had been holding her hand, Peaches suddenly felt that the days have been like this, what a romantic thing it should be for the two of them to work together from youth to gray hair.

Peach fell asleep unconsciously on the edge of the bed.

Then, she had a long dream.

In the dream, it was a ruin, the whole city seemed to have been bombed by fighter jets, there was no one on the empty street, and the surroundings were barren, but in front of her was her familiar street, familiar scenery, she cried and shouted Shen Mochen's name in the dream, but she could only hear her own echo, the whole world was dead and silent, and no one answered her.

Peach was awakened by a cold sweat, drowsy and hazy, her fingers subconsciously bent and touched Shen Mochen's palm, his hand had become warm, no longer cold, as if it was the only warmth in her cold dream.

Peaches opened her eyes and looked at Shen Mochen lying on the hospital bed, he was still asleep, but the clock on the wall was already pointing to eleven o'clock at night, and there was a "cooing" sound from her stomach, and Peaches remembered that she hadn't eaten dinner yet.

But...... It's already this time, why doesn't Shen Mochen wake up......

Could it be that the measurement of those two sleeping pills is too much for him, right?

In the quiet night of the hospital, Momoko looked at Shen Mochen, who had his eyes closed, and suddenly remembered the dream he had just now, and couldn't help but reach out and push him, and whispered: "Shen Mochen...... Wake up soon...... How long are you going to sleep...... I'm here to stay for you, not to watch you sleep......"

Still nothing happens.

Momoko looked up at his quiet side face in the moonlight, his fair skin glowing with a layer of white and lustrous, and his long eyelashes blinking gently in his sleep, as if the wings of a butterfly flapped slightly.

I don't know why, Peaches suddenly remembered the sleeping beauty in the fairy tale, Shen Mochen's current appearance, it really looks like a prince who has been enchanted and can't wake up.