Zhuo Xiaoyi was woken up by the itching sensation coming from her shoulder and neck, day and night reversed, she was really tired these days, she slept grogily. The bell rang for a long time and he didn't wake up, but Gigi jumped on the bed and rubbed his neck, and it was itchy before he gradually woke up.

"Anseong, he's been discharged from the hospital." Zhou is clear voice came from the other end of the phone, and the flat narrative tone completely woke up Zhuo Xiaoyi, who was still half-asleep and half-awake.

Regardless of what time it was night, I grabbed a coat and ran outside.

The wind in the night stabbed his face, but Zhuo Xiaoyi couldn't care about it so much, Lin Ancheng was discharged from the hospital, where was he going? Is it disappearing again without saying goodbye? The rental on the street is not easy to call, and Zhuo Xiaoyi recruited it for a long time to get it.

When Lin Ancheng opened the door and saw Zhuo Xiaoyi, who had a coat on top of his pajamas, his hair was scattered, and he was dragging slippers, he was really shocked.

The temperature at night was lower than during the day, and Zhuo Xiaoyi's face was red from the cold, and her lips were purple.

"Why was you discharged?" Before entering the house, Zhuo Xiaoyi asked anxiously.

Lin Ancheng was stunned for a moment, she ran over so late in clothes and was not neatly dressed, did she just ask him why he was discharged from the hospital?

"Come in and talk about it." Lin Ancheng stretched out his hand to pull Zhuo Xiaoyi's wrist, and the cold touch made him feel shocked, how could it be so cold, she still couldn't take care of herself so much.

"Why was you discharged?" As soon as he entered the house, Zhuo Xiaoyi stared at Lin Ancheng and asked persistently.

He didn't answer her, but pulled her into the room, pressed her down on the couch, went and poured her a glass of water, turned around and went into the bathroom, and after a while came out with a footbasin. Zhuo Xiaoyi looked at him with some puzzlement, Lin Ancheng half-knelt down, dragged off the slippers on her feet, and gently put her feet into the warm water.

The slippers are the kind of half-exposed toes, so the toes are frozen like crystal purple grapes, and the heels are walking to know if they are walking too quickly, where the skin has been broken, oozing a faint blood, and freezing to the point of scabbing. At first, Zhuo Xiaoyi wanted to come to Lin Ancheng with all his heart, but he didn't find that his heels were broken, but now as soon as he entered the warm water, the blood melted, and suddenly there was a heart-piercing pain, and his brows suddenly frowned.

Lin Ancheng's slender fingers gently pressed the soles of Zhuo Xiaoyi's feet, allowing her to activate her blood and relieve the stiffness on the frost. Hanging his eyelashes and looking gentle, Lin Ancheng will still give people a quiet and elegant feeling when he does this kind of thing, without the slightest humility and lowliness.

Some people don't have to do anything, just standing there quietly, it will also make people's hearts pound, and Lin Ancheng is exactly like this.

"Hiss~~" Zhuo Xiaoyi grinned, although his movements were already very gentle, but the pain was unbearable, and she immediately burst into tears.

"Does it hurt? Then I'll be lighter, you don't wear a pair of shoes when you go out, I won't run here. When it was almost done, Lin Ancheng took a towel to wrap Zhuo Xiaoyi's feet and wiped it gently and carefully, like a collector wiping his beloved antiques, affectionate and gentle.

Zhuo Xiaoyi watched him calmly do this for her, as if he had done it skillfully hundreds of times, and the tears in his eyes couldn't help but run out.

Lin Ancheng wiped his feet and put it back in his cotton slippers. "I'll give you medicine to wipe it, crying like this, does it hurt so much?" As soon as he raised his eyes to her, he saw two lines of tears on her face, Lin Ancheng couldn't help but worry, and gently wiped away her tears with his fingertips.

Zhuo Xiaoyi suddenly bent down, hugged Lin Ancheng and buried his head in his shoulders and neck, and sobbed lowly.

"Don't be so nice to me...... "I'm afraid that I'll never forget you, why do you deliberately want me to never forget you, Lin Ancheng?"

patted him gently on the back, and didn't say anything to comfort him, just quietly waited for her to finish crying.

Tears and snot had reached his collar, and he felt wet and sticky, so Zhuo Xiaoyi left his arms embarrassedly.

Lin Ancheng just smiled faintly and didn't make fun of her, but his eyes kept staring at her crying cat-like face, and he took a few tissues to wipe her eyes that were still crying.

A woman with messy hair and crying like a cat is really beautiful, but Lin Ancheng thinks that Zhuo Xiaoyi is the most beautiful now. She came in a hurry because she was worried about him, and she was moved to tears because of his kindness to her, such Zhuo Xiaoyi should still be Zhuo Xiaoyi who loved him at the beginning.

Zhuo Xiaoyi turned his face uncomfortably because of his fiery eyes, and his face turned crimson with embarrassment.

"Okay, I'll get medicine for the little flower cat." Lin Ancheng stood up, his legs were a little numb, and he froze for a while before he went to get the medicine.

While wiping the wound with a cotton swab and blowing on the wound, the warm air spit out from his beautiful lips, and Zhuo Xiaoyi's face turned even redder when he saw it.

Dizzy, he forgot the purpose of his visit, slightly retracted his mind, and asked, "Why did you want to be discharged from the hospital?" ”

Zhuo Xiaoyi's persistence and awkwardness, Lin Ancheng couldn't understand it anymore, and the answer she wanted to know would definitely get to the bottom of it. Covered the medicine bottle, sat down opposite her, and said with a smile: "It's not that you don't know that I don't like the smell of the hospital, and I don't need to go to the hospital now that I'm fine." ”

"But they say you're sick ......," Zhuo Xiaoyi looked at him with red eyes.

Lin Ancheng suddenly held her hand, the warm palm wrapped her cold little hand, his eyes looked at her gently, as if he wanted to say to her in a thousand languages, and after half a ring, he said quietly: "Xiaoyi, you still ......" In the end, he paused, and his palm was clenched by a sharp object.

Lin Ancheng knew very well that it was a ring, a lifelong token promised by Zhuo Xiaoyi and others, and this ring had been shrouded in Zhuo Xiaoyi's body with a huge circle of light, making it impossible for others to get in.

Zhuo Xiaoyi is no longer his, he took the initiative to push him away, what qualifications do you have to ask her if she still cares about him?

"It's okay, my body knows it." Let go of his hand, skimming his face and saying lightly. Lin Ancheng's feelings are always subtle and introverted, and he loves him too much but is afraid of approaching. Zhuo Xiaoyi had always been close to him before, and he responded lightly, actually liking it in his heart, but he was not enthusiastic on the surface.

"Ancheng ......" Zhuo Xiaoyi looked at him worriedly.

"It's really fine." Lin Ancheng's warm smile like a spring breeze has always been able to stabilize people's hearts.

"I'm still not at ease, I'll stay tonight."