When Rong Ji returned to the hospital, he found that Shi Miao hadn't slept yet.

She was talking to someone with a tablet, her voice low but sounding pleasant.

- at least the ease he hadn't seen in her for a few days.

Rong Ji immediately frowned, and at that time, the man's answer came from the tablet, "That's okay, isn't it?" Is it right to put your fingers like that? ”

Men's voices!

Rong Ji's face changed instantly, and then he rushed forward without thinking about it, and snatched the tablet from Shi Miao's hand!

It was a video call, and Shi Miao didn't have the camera on his side, but the people over there could clearly see that it was a little boy holding a cello.

Maybe I haven't heard an answer for a long time, and the person over there asked a little strangely, "Are you still there?" Teacher? ”

"She slept."

After Rong replied stiffly, he hung up the video directly.

When he turned his head, he saw Shi Miao looking at him, except for a slightly frowning brow, there was no expression on his face.

There was silence in his eyes.

Rong pursed his lips, "Who is this?" ”

"A child from a former tutoring class." Shi Miao replied.

"Didn't you teach Qi He alone?"

"He is Qi He's classmate, and he occasionally comes to class."

Shi Miao's voice was clear-eyed, and she didn't say a word about what she answered.

After looking at her for a long time, Rong Ji raised his hand to put away the tablet and said, "You are still recuperating from your illness, I asked you to give you the tablet to kill time, don't do this kind of thing that wastes your spirit." ”

His words sounded so high-sounding.

But Shi Miao heard it clearly—he just didn't want to make any contact with other people.

She didn't refute either, just hummed.

That well-behaved and supple appearance is still the same as before, which is what Rong Ji wants to see the most, but I don't know why, looking at her at this time, he is irritable in his heart.

After a few endurances, he sat down on her side of the bed and grabbed her hand, "You still want to play the violin, do you?" The rehabilitator told me that your hand is recovering well, and there will definitely be a chance in the future. ”

"When the time comes, I can help you with any orchestra you want to go to, as long as you are obedient."

Shi Miao looked up at him, and only sighed.

Rong Ji looked at her like that, and couldn't help but tighten up a little bit in his hand.

His reaction made Shi Miao pause slightly, and added, "I know." ”

The corners of Rong Ji's mouth tightened, and after looking down at her, he directly pressed her person against the bed screen and bit her lip.

Only in this way can he feel her presence.

Only in this way can he suppress the uneasiness and anxiety in his heart.

Shi Miao didn't push him away, her hand hung down at her side, and she let Rong Ji hug her tighter and tighter.

I don't know how long it took, he finally let her go, put his hand on her face, and gently wiped the corners of her lips with his fingertips, "San'er, you are obedient, I will give you whatever you want." ”

What do you want?

Shi Miao didn't know what else he could want now.

Like a walking corpse, sometimes you can't even feel the pain.

She was in the hospital for three days.

After the child's condition stabilized, Rong Ji discharged her from the hospital.

Until he got into the car, his hand was still tightly gripping hers, and when Shi Miao moved slightly, he would tighten it a little more.

In the end, Shi Miao stopped struggling.

After the car drove forward for a while, Rong Ji suddenly said, "I have a banquet tomorrow night, you accompany me to participate." ”

Shi Miao was stunned for a moment, and replied softly, "It's not suitable, right?" ”

"How is it not appropriate?" He took her hand and said in a calm voice, "There is no one more suitable but you." ”