Liang Chan was slightly stunned, knowing that the reward he wanted was not a good thing, so he looked left and right and said to him: "You eat quickly, the food is going to be cold." ”

Jiang Qishu relied on himself to be injured, and Liang Chan had been obedient to him recently, so he easily got an inch, poked the rice, and whispered, "I don't have an appetite." ”

Liang Chan was not fooled: "If you don't have an appetite, drink some soup first." ”

"Liang Xiaochan, did you do it on purpose?" Jiang Qishu's black hair grew long, the tips of his hair swept at the end of his eyebrows, and he was about to cover his eyes, he lifted his thin eyelids, his clear eyes flowed, he looked very aggrieved, sighed and said, "Forget it, I'll barely eat a few bites." ”

In the past, Chen Xiaoyin said that Liang Chan's "shortcoming" was that he was too soft-hearted, and soft-heartedness meant that he was easily manipulated.

She was right, Liang Chan was indeed so.

She couldn't see Jiang Qishu's pitiful appearance, especially when his head was bandaged and his right leg was wrapped in a plaster cast and he couldn't move. She softened and asked, "And what reward do you want?" Let's start with it, don't go too far. ”

Jiang Qishu couldn't help laughing: "What you said." ”

Liang Chan regretted a little, and he almost pasted the words "ill-intentioned" on his head when he held back his smile.

"I want you to kiss me." After Jiang Qishu finished speaking, he was afraid of being rejected, so he immediately added, "This request is not too much." ”

The first and only time she took the initiative to kiss him was on the night of his birthday. Because he didn't reveal his birthday in advance, she didn't have time to prepare a present, so he asked her for a kiss as a birthday present, and she agreed. It was also the first kiss between them.

Liang Chan had expected that the reward he wanted was related to this aspect, and his expression was not stunned, only calm. If you look closely, you will find that her calmness is disguised, and what is hidden underneath her is shyness.

After a long time, Liang Chan asked: "You...... You close your eyes. ”

Stared at by him, she was about to spontaneously combust.

Jiang Qishu obediently closed his eyes, and his thick black eyelashes trembled slightly. The indoor temperature was suitable, and he was wearing a loose blue and white striped hospital gown, after all, he had undergone an operation, even if he took excellent care, it was still a little less than before, and the unbuttoned neckline exposed the craggy collarbone.

His lips pursed slightly, his neck tilted slightly, and his sexy Adam's apple slid down, revealing his anticipation everywhere.

It was just a kiss, and Liang Chan didn't understand why he was so nervous, and his clenched palms were sweaty. As if he was doing something bad, he got closer and closer, only two centimeters from the tip of his nose, and could feel his burning breath, entwined with her exhalation, causing the constant temperature of the ward to gradually heat up.

The two lips were close to each other, and they couldn't tell who trembled first, but they knew that Jiang Qishu couldn't bear it first, and his hand clasped the back of her head, deepening the kiss.

When it was over, neither of them spoke, and the silence dispersed.

Until there was a crisp knock outside the door, Liang Chan was slightly startled, as if his heart was empty, he lowered his head to arrange his hair and clothes, and got up to open the door.

The nurse on the ward rounds poked her head in, smiled and said, "I'm eating." ”

Jiang Qishu's gaze swept over Liang Chan's face, saw her shyness, smiled lightly, and replied to the nurse: "Well, my sister came really early today." ”

"It's alright." The nurse had a routine check-up, filled out the medical record, and remembered an anecdote that circulated among the nurses, which was related to Jiang Qishu, so she told him as a joke, "Do you know? You just woke up from anesthesia and said nonsense. ”

Jiang Qishu, who had just finished measuring his blood pressure, was stunned, and had a bad premonition: "I won't say anything shocking, right?" ”

Liang Chan was also aroused by curiosity when he heard this, waiting for the nurse to reveal the answer.

The nurse smiled and said, "You have been talking about rock sugar gourds in your mouth, and the nurse who heard it said that when you are well, tell your family members to listen, and let the family members fulfill your wishes." Eh, have you ever eaten a sugar gourd? ”

Rock sugar gourd?

Liang Chan's memory rewinds, back to the day of Jiang Qishu's accident, when he was crossing the street, he stopped the car and bought her a string of rock sugar gourds. She likes to eat strawberries, so he buys the one with strawberries wrapped in crunchy syrup, and each strawberry on the skewer is bright red and plump. He waved to her across the road, as if to say, you'll be ready to eat in no time.

But there was an accident, and the string of sugar gourds was crushed by the tires of the car into a viscous unidentified object, like plasma.

She didn't expect that Jiang Qishu was unconscious after anesthesia and surgery, and he still remembered the string of rock sugar gourds that she hadn't eaten.

Liang Chan excused himself to go to the toilet and hurriedly left the ward.

She didn't go far, leaning against the wall outside the ward, her low-hanging eyelashes a little wet. The wholehearted preference she had been longing for turned out to be within easy reach.

She also loves to cry too much. Liang Chan raised his sleeve to wipe away his tears, and couldn't help but think.

When she cleaned up her emotions and returned to the ward, the nurse had already left, Jiang Qishu was eating obediently, taking a bite of a piece of beef, her cheeks bulging, looking at her and saying, "It's really delicious." ”

*

After Jiang Qishu was discharged from the hospital, he couldn't stay at home for a day and insisted on going back to school. He fell behind in too many classes, and he was anxious every day when he watched the homework sent out in the class group.

Xu Qian and Jiang Zhengyuan couldn't resist him, and after weighing it, they got him a wheelchair and asked his roommate to take care of him in class. After the day's lessons, they drove him home to live. He had a plaster cast on his leg, and the bed in the school dormitory had to climb up and down, which was really inconvenient.

Eating in the cafeteria at noon, Liang Chan went to find him after class.

In the past, Jiang Qishu was a popular figure in school, and he would be eye-catching wherever he went, but now his wheelchair style is even more difficult to ignore, and where he sits is the focus.

Liang Chan sat down next to him under the pressure of being watched: "Is it convenient for you to go to class?" ”

After Jiang Qishu was discharged from the hospital, his hair was cut shorter, shorter than any time before, almost equivalent to an inch head. There is no hairstyle to cover, the facial contours and facial features are displayed to the greatest extent, the eyebrows are sharp, the eyes are sharp, there is less gentleness, and there is more anger that is not easy to provoke.

However, as soon as he spoke, he was exposed, and he was still the sunny and smiling Jiang Qishu: "Don't mention it, it's better to have an elevator in the teaching building." Some classes were in the lecture hall, and Li Aoran and several of them took turns to carry me up as if they were carrying a sedan chair, which killed me. ”

Liang Chan could imagine that picture and couldn't help but laugh.

At this time, Li Aoran and the others came over with a dinner plate, and just heard his words, their eyebrows were crossed, and they were unhappy: "Do you have a conscience, Brother Shu, even if we don't get any benefits from becoming a sedan chair man, we will be scolded." He pointed his finger at Jiang Qishu in the air, turned his head and complained to Liang Chan, "Do you say that this person doesn't have a sense of gratitude?" ”

Liang Chan didn't speak, and saw Jiang Qishu roll his eyes.

In order to retaliate against Jiang Qishu's complaints about them, after the afternoon class, Jiang Zhengyuan couldn't come to pick up Jiang Qishu for the time being, and Xu Qian was not available, so Li Aoran pushed Jiang Qishu around the campus.

Uncle Jiang Qishu sat in a wheelchair like an uncle, his legs on the pedal: "Where are you going to take me?" ”

"You don't recognize the road to school?" Li Aoran snorted coldly.

Lin Hao and Liang Bin, who were following behind, laughed so hard that their shoulders shook.

Li Aoran pushed Jiang Qishu to the basketball court, stopped, and then shouted gracefully, and several boys who had played together before flocked to him.

The whistle blew, and a group of boys played basketball in the sunset.

Jiang Qishu, a basketball enthusiast, could only sit on the sidelines and stare dryly. He gritted his teeth, and Li Aoran had this trick. Before he was still in the hospital, Li Aoran sent a small video of them playing basketball every once in a while, but now he has intensified it and directly pushed him over to watch the live version.

Jiang Qishu clasped his arms with both hands, and his eyebrows and eyes became sharper with anger.

He watched for a while, his hands and feet itching, and he wanted to go up and replace the striker who couldn't pitch.

Li Aoran finished half the game, his hair was all sweaty and drenched, and he gave Jiang Qishu a middle finger outside the court, and said provocatively: "How about it, Brother Shu, it's okay to stand up and take two steps." ”

Jiang Qishu bit his cheek, didn't talk at all, took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, and asked Liang Chan for comfort.

Jiang Qishu: "I'm on the basketball court. ”

Jiang Qishu: "Li Aoran, they bullied me. ”

Li Aoran strode over with his hands crossed on his hips, bowed over to him, and saw Jiang Qishu's mobile phone that he didn't have time to put away. The two lines of words on the screen were sent to Liang Chan's WeChat, and his teeth were suddenly chattered with acid.