He pinched his thigh hard, like an ascetic monk.

Maybe it was his pinch, the movement was too big, and she turned over slightly, as if she had been awakened.

He was startled, held back the pain, and did not dare to move. After a while, he could hear her breathing completely even, and then he hugged her again and gently covered her with the quilt.

When he inadvertently touched her cheek, she rolled over again, and he quickly stopped moving, and when she didn't move, he simply tied it lightly, and then, holding her safely, let out a long breath.

The whole process is like a thief going to the central bank's vault, looking at the treasury full of gold and silver treasures, but having to return empty-handed, unable to tell whether it is disappointment or pain. I had to comfort myself and do Yanagishita Megumi once.

However, Megumi Yanagishita is not so easy to do after all, as soon as the flames come up, it is like a torture to extinguish them. All night, he felt completely stiff, his limbs were stiff, and when he got up in the morning, his eyes were blood-red like rabbits.

It was a rare sunny day after the New Year, and the sun shone through the glass on the terrace, but it cast a layer of extraordinary charm on the whole room.

This was the first time in several days that Feng Feng had really opened his eyes soberly.

Li Huan was very happy to see her eyes so clear, and immediately opened the curtains, wanting her to see the beautiful scenery outside and breathe in the fresh and clear air by the way.

Outside, in the hanging garden, the first thing that catches your eye is a cluster of blooming roses.

Ye Jia brought fresh roses every day, but every time he just turned around, Li Huan threw away his bouquet of roses. He doesn't mind either, he still brings it every day. Li Huan is still every day. The two of them happily repeated such a game, and it was not surprising that they did not find each other.

However, in the hanging garden outside this ward, roses are still planted, and Li Huan is always difficult to ask people to eradicate them, but he feels that roses are really ugly.

He saw Feng Feng staring intently at the bright flowers outside, and said softly, "Do you like it?" Do you want me to pick a few for you? ”

Then, without waiting for her to reply, he pushed open the door to the terrace, went out, and came in with a bright rose and placed it in a vase at the head of her bed.

Her gaze shifted from Rose to him, and she saw that he was dressed meticulously in a suit and leather shoes, not like he was in a hospital room, but like he was going to a presidential banquet.

She wondered a little why this person had been in such a strange habit? Why do you dress up like this all the time? Man, is this the crime? It wasn't like that before, was it?

It's just that his hair is all white!

Completely white!

What a stranger!

Who is this man?

Li Huan saw that her eyes were moving, and her eyes were more flexible, she was shocked, and called out again: "Feng Feng......"

She sat up suddenly, lifted the quilt, pulled the sleeve of her pajamas with her thin arms, and her voice was very clear: "I'm going home." ”

Her gaze, her expression, her tone of voice...... Li Huan understood that she was really completely awake.

When she saw that Li Huan didn't move, she didn't call him, but just looked around, as if she was looking for her clothes.

"Feng Feng, will you stay for a few more days?"

"No, I'm okay and don't want to stay in the hospital."

She said lightly, and was about to get out of bed immediately.