It was a text message, and in the quiet room, the reminder sound seemed clear to the ear, and Qin Yinan turned his head and looked at the sofa.

He was unable to move, and Song Qingchun helped to take the mobile phone, and when he unplugged it, the mobile phone screen lit up, and Song Qingchun inadvertently saw the content on the screen.

The text message sent by "Nuan Bao" was only a few words: "Are you hospitalized?" ”

Nuan Bao ...... Is it Tang Nuan?

Song Qingchun lowered his eyelids, calmly took the mobile phone to the bedside, handed it to Qin Yinan, and then went to call the nurse to deliver the meal.

Qin Yinan took the phone, didn't unlock it, just pressed the phone with a black screen, and when he saw the content of the text message on it, the corners of his lips tightened significantly, and he paused for about half a minute, never replying, and finally put the phone directly next to the pillow.

When Song Qingchun brought dinner into the ward, Qin Yinan was lying flat on the hospital bed, staring straight at the ceiling, as if thinking about something.

Song Qingchun pushed the mobile table to the hospital bed, Qin Yinan didn't react, until Song Qingchun stretched out his hand and pushed him, he let out an "oh" and sat up quickly.

In the process of eating, the two of them did not have any conversation, in the quiet room, there was occasionally a crisp sound of chopsticks touching porcelain, after dinner, Song Qingchun packed up everything, and after pouring a glass of water to Qin Yinan, the room fell into an unprecedented silence.

The silence made the atmosphere a little eerie.

Song Qingchun could see that Qin Yinan was in a bad mood, and she more or less understood in her heart that it was probably related to Tang Nuan.

In the past, when she was crazy about him, every time he was lonely because of Tang Nuan, she would always try her best to make him happy.

But now, she herself is forcing a smile, where is she still in the mood to make others happy.

With people who are in a bad mood, the bad mood will become even worse, and in the end, Song Qingchun's inexplicable eyes began to pantothenic, she was afraid that if she stayed any longer, she would cry as much as in the taxi, so she simply said goodbye to Qin Yinan directly: "Brother Yinan, it's not early, you rest early, I'm going home too." ”

Qin Yinan heard her voice, and after a long time, he slowly turned his head and said "oh", as if he didn't know what she had just said.

Before leaving, Song Qingchun thought of what Cheng Qingli said to him at the entrance of the inpatient department in the afternoon, and asked again: "Brother Yinan, is there a person named Miss Cheng Qingli who has put a thing of mine here with you?" ”

"Yes." Qin Yinan nodded, and pointed to the box on the bedside table with some absent-mindedness.

Only then did Song Qingchun notice the box on the table, it was her former treasure, and she was thinking about it almost all the time, but today, she had been here for several hours, and she hadn't noticed it.

Song Qingchun picked up the box, said "goodbye" to Qin Yinan, and walked towards the door with the bag.

When Song Qingchun opened the door, the sound woke up Qin Yinan, he looked at the box she was holding in her arms, and suddenly shouted her name: "Song Song? ”

Song Qingchun tilted his head, "Huh?" "Yes.

Qin Yinan seemed to be about to say something, looking like he wanted to say something, but in the end, he moved his lips, and just smiled gently at her: "Slow down on the way home, remember to give me a letter when you get home." ”