It's still snowing outside.
Mingxi leaned his umbrella against the wall and pushed open the door of the VIP ward to enter.
Fu Yangxi on the hospital bed was half leaning against the head of the bed, eagerly waiting for her to come.
But when he saw the door being pushed open and it was her who walked in, his face quickly turned red again, his whole body was stiff, and he quickly looked away.
Mingxi took off his coat, hung it by the door, and walked over, Fu Yangxi's face became more and more embarrassed and angry, and finally he gave up and pulled the quilt up and buried his head in it: "Don't come here, Zhao Mingxi, you are going wrong. The ward!"
Mingxi: "…"
"Young Master Fu, then I'll go out first." Li, who was next to him, looked around the two of them, and basically guessed something.
He smiled and nodded to Mingxi: "You talk first, call me if you have anything."
Mingxi said: "Okay."
As soon as Xiao Li went out, the ward became even quieter.
The windows were closed, the neat ward was empty, Fu Yangxi's coat was thrown on the sofa, some bandages that had not been taken away were scattered around the bed, and the air was filled with some embarrassing blush factors.
Mingxi leaned over to pick up the bandage, threw it into the trash can, and glanced at the left ankle he hung up. Before she came in, she asked the doctor. The doctor said it was no major problem, just a minor fracture. The boy's recovery ability is very strong, and the cast should be removed in less than 40 days. It's just—it's too careless.
Mingxi's eyes fell on the arched quilt again, knowing that he must not laugh at this time, otherwise he would be remembered by Fu Yangxi for a lifetime.
She tried hard to hold her expression, sat down on the chair beside the bed, and asked, "Where did you fall? Does it hurt? Apart from the fracture of the left ankle, is there anything else that broke?"
Fu Yangxi buried herself in the quilt and didn't speak. All that was exposed was a long leg bound in a plaster cast, and a little ear tip.
The tip of his exposed ear was redder and redder and was about to bleed.
Even if he was suffocated by the quilt, he would not come out.
What a shame!
He has never been so embarrassed in his eight lives!
How could this be? !
This has absolutely nothing to do with the cool and arrogant confession scene he imagined!
And she laughed at him! He broke his leg and she laughed at him!
She said she liked him on the front foot, and laughed at him on the back foot! Shouldn't she dislike him because he did such a shameful thing? !
Fu Yangxi buried her face in the quilt and turned into a tomato, suppressing the uneasiness in her heart, and her whole person was a little helpless.
Mingxi asked: "Huh? Why don't you talk? Have you ever made a movie?"
"Shoot." Fu Yangxi tried to save her face, trying her best to lower her voice magnetically, it sounded like the voice of a very mature handsome guy: "It's not my problem, the slippers are too slippery, I don't know Whoever mopped the ground last night can't do it in the morning in the winter!"
Mingxi said clearly: "That's for sure."
Fu Yangxi breathed a sigh of relief.
Mingxi smiled and rolled his eyes, prolonging his tone: "It must be because the ground is too slippery, not because you were too excited to hear me say 'I like you'."
Fu Yangxi: "..."
Mingxi: "Are you so happy to hear me say I like you?"
Fu Yangxi: "..."
Mingxi sighed lowly: "Fortunately, I didn't say too much, otherwise I'd be really worried that you would fall harder."
Fu Yangxi: "..."
Fu Yangxi clenched the quilt tightly, so embarrassed that she roared under the quilt: "Which eye of you saw me very happy? I'm not happy! What am I doing to be happy? Isn't it just a confession, what a big deal! You're a little kid! Lord, have I never been confessed since I was a child? Have I been through a hundred battles?"
"Really?" Mingxi smiled and said, "Did you break your face too? Open it and show it to me."
Fu Yangxi's face turned red, and he grasped the quilt with both hands, and he could only judge the outline of his head from the quilt.
Mingxi reached out and lifted it.
Fu Yang Xining refused to obey.
Of course, Mingxi's strength is not as strong as his, and he couldn't pull the quilt out of his hand after a long time.
He couldn't see his face left or right, only his ears were so red that they were about to drip blood.
"Then I'm leaving." Mingxi said deliberately, and then stood up.
The chair was gently pushed against her knee, and the floor made a soft scratching sound of leaving.
As soon as Mingxi turned around, a slender boy's hand stretched out from the quilt, grabbing her wrist in a panic.
Five fingers clasped tightly.
As if afraid of her leaving.
The corners of Mingxi's mouth couldn't help rising, and he looked back.
Fu Yangxi lifted the quilt with the other hand, revealing a mess of hair and a handsome face with red eyes pressed against the pillow.
He was furious: "Zhao Mingxi, how can you be like this, you just finished your confession on the front foot, and then left when you said it on the back foot? This is not the beginning and the end, what is it?"
He must suspect that Zhao Mingxi's liking is fake! Say what the whole world likes him the most, want to have dinner with him and watch a movie, and want to hug him and hold his hand, how come it doesn't count after meeting him? How about hugging and holding hands? !
Before we said a few words, we were leaving!
"I won't leave, and I won't give up." Mingxi sat down again and said, "I just want to see your face, who kept you covered with a quilt."
Fu Yangxi blushed.
- Just wanted to see his face.
What a tiger's word.
After the small mask became enlightened, how could it be so, so...
"Did you not sleep last night?" Mingxi looked at Fu Yangxi's face carefully.
There were no bruises on his face, neither on his neck, nor on his hands, and she was relieved.
He was wearing a black wide-shouldered casual sweater, which made his face whiter and paler, his lips pale, and the delicate tear mole at the end of his right eye looked a little tired.
Of course, it may be the pain when the splint is on.
But there were also some blue and black under his eyes, and it didn't look like he was getting enough sleep.
Mingxi: "Brother Xi, I've wanted to ask for a long time, are you often unable to sleep?"
Fu Yangxi's attention was still on the hand that was holding Mingxi's wrist.
After he grabbed it, he didn't let go, and Zhao Mingxi didn't seem to pull out his hand.
Fu Yangxi felt that the wrist in his palm was cold and soft to the touch.
It's a girl's hand.
He lowered his eyelashes, his mood was overflowing like a loose-hearted egg, and he quietly and shyly wondered if he could hold hands now—she said she wanted to hold hands with him.
"Why can't I fall asleep so often?" Fu Yangxi raised her hand and gently tapped Mingxi's forehead: "Why do you ask that suddenly."
Mingxi adjusted his bangs, which he had messed up, and asked, "You picked it up as soon as I called. Don't you turn on airplane mode when you sleep?"
At six o'clock in the morning, no matter how you look at it, no matter how you look at it, it is still the dream time of a young master like Fu Yangxi.
Fu Yangxi was naturally turned off before, but things have been happening one after another recently. The Zhao family found Zhang Yufen. Zhang Yufen was being detained pending trial. Before the matter was settled, Fu Yangxi was always worried about what would happen to Zhao Mingxi. So I got used to not turning it off.
Fu Yangxi prevaricates: "No, I slept well."
"It's you who lost sleep?" Fu Yangxi looked at Zhao Mingxi.
If Zhao Mingxi didn't sleep well, it would be obvious that his long black hair would be frizzier than usual.
And although she works hard, she doesn't croak.
Every time she went down to the dormitory, it was almost seven o'clock in the morning. So today she suddenly called him at six o'clock in the morning, and his first reaction was that something happened to her.
Mingxi nodded: "Yes, I didn't sleep much all night last night."
Fu Yangxi was a little helpless: "I told you to rest for a few days. There is still a while before the finals. What's the hurry?"
Fu Yangxi raised her hand to rub Mingxi's hair: "Did you dream of doing math Olympiads again?"
Mingxi shook his head: "No."
Fu Yangxi paused: "?"
Mingxi looked at Fu Yangxi and said calmly, "I dreamed of you."
Fu Yangxi: "..."
Fu Yangxi was caught off guard, and her ears suddenly turned red.
He tried his best to pretend that nothing had happened, and told himself that it was all trivial, but the corners of his mouth still couldn't restrain himself from rising.
"Yes, yes? Dream, dream of what?"
"Just some random thoughts." Mingxi said, "I almost wanted to confess last night."
But last night was so short of courage. It wasn't until this morning that I saw something caught in a book that made my head heat up. It turns out that it seems that some window paper piercing is not so terrible.
Mingxi lowered his eyes and looked at Fu Yangxi's hand that was holding his wrist and was quietly moving his fingers up, and couldn't help laughing.
As soon as Fu Yangxi was noticed by her, she didn't dare to move her fingers.
He tried to calm himself down, but the physiological redness on his face was completely uncontrollable.
He braced his ears, waiting to hear the little mask say something nice.
As a result, Zhao Mingxi was not too embarrassed, and hurriedly changed the subject: "Brother Xi, are you bored? The indoor heating is quite enough, or I'll open the window to ventilate."
Fu Yangxi: "..."
Mingxi stood up, intending to release her hand to open the window, but took a step towards the window and didn't move. Fu Yangxi held her wrist and did not let go.
Mingxi glanced at his hand.
"What's the matter? I'll open the window."
Fu Yangxi's head was stuffed, reluctantly, she finally held her hand, she went to open a window and came back, what excuse did she have to hold her hand
Fu Yangxi said, "Don't be bored, don't leave."
"Then I'll peel an apple for you, have you eaten breakfast yet?" Mingxi said, seeing the fruit that Xiao Li bought and put there over the coffee table, he wanted to go to the coffee table beside the sofa: "I'll come I've eaten it before, if you're hungry, ask your driver to buy some?"
But he still couldn't move, and his wrist was still tightly clenched.
Fu Yangxi's fingertips were warm and stubborn.
The strength is not great, but it just makes her struggle.
Mingxi was a little dazed and turned to look.
Fu Yangxi lowered her head and didn't look at her. He looked a little tense all over, as if he finally got the most precious thing, and he didn't want to let it out of his sight for a second. He held back his breath and couldn't help but blurted out: "Little mask, can you please not go anywhere."
Fu Yangxi raised her head: "Can you sit well?"
Mingxi: "…"
Mingxi's face suddenly became hot.
She scratched her head and sat back in the chair again, with her hands on the bedside.
Fu Yangxi released her fingers from her wrist.
Just when Mingxi was stunned for a moment, the boy's hand quickly covered it, his movements were light and swaying.
He and her finally held hands, clasping their fingers together.
In winter, the skin is dry, and the palms and finger pulps of the two are close to each other, and they can feel each other's temperature, breath, and blood.
Fu Yangxi held her hand, the tips of her ears were red.
Mingxi glanced at him and saw that he was smiling with his lips lowered, his handsome brows relaxed.
The corners of Mingxi's mouth also curved slightly.
Weird and tacit, the ward fell silent for a while.
Neither of them spoke.
The air is filled with vague ambiguity and scorching heat.
…
Fu Yangxi still felt unreal.
On such a silver-clad, snowy morning, the sky was still bright and the whole world was sleeping, he received a phone call from Zhao Mingxi in a daze.
Electricity hummed in her ears along with her voice.
At this moment, Fu Yangxi is still circling in his mind.
When she asked the first question, he thought she was going to say something that would send him to hell.
But she never expected that she said she liked him too.
It's like being let go by a hand for too long, so long that the confidence has dropped to the bottom. When he was held back again, he couldn't believe what he had been longing for, and it came to him so suddenly and pleasantly.
little mask says -
like him.
The world loves him the most.
She finally fell in love with him.
The hot fire that had disappeared for a long time seemed to be back.
And it's even more lively and real than before.
What he feared was just washed away.
Fu Yangxi suddenly felt fortunate that she had been waiting. After waiting long enough, what he had hoped for finally fell into his arms.
Zhao Mingxi likes him, he is not afraid of anything now.
"So now—" Fu Yangxi said in a hoarse voice.
He still has a lot of uncertainty in his heart and wants to say, so now she and him are in love with each other? Will she not regret it later? Won't you say things like treating him as the boss again? Will she not leave him
"Now I don't remember what Shen Liyao looks like." Mingxi knew what he was going to say as soon as he heard his head start, he quickly raised the hand that was not held by him to swear, and said sadly: "Now I am in my heart. Only you. Puppy love, I only have puppy love with you!"
Wait, turning eighteen should not be considered puppy love.
Fu Yangxi seemed to be comforted, and the corners of her mouth curled up involuntarily.
But he stared at Zhao Mingxi, and the words he said were still sour, with a bit of resentment: "I don't remember what the surname Shen looks like, but I still remember his name clearly, and I still remember the movies I watched with him..."
"I forgot! What is Shen? Shen Dongmei? What is Dong? What is Mei?" Mingxi said, "Oh my God, I have amnesia, why have I forgotten all the movies! Next time you go to see it!"
Fu Yangxi's ears were all red: "Then you disliked me for being fat before—"
Mingxi swears to God that she never dislikes Fu Yangxi's fatness!
She is more wronged than Dou E!
"Fu Yangxi, you can't rely on me to make up your own mind!" Mingxi exclaimed: "Look at you, isn't it right, you are 1.88 meters tall, thin in clothes, and fleshy when you take off your clothes, which completely hits my aesthetics. Orientation! No more, no less!"
The little bird's tail in Fu Yangxi's heart was already up.
He said: "Are you sure that it completely hits your aesthetic orientation? What about Shen Liyao, he doesn't fit your aesthetic, you still chase him? You still go to the broadcast room every week to guard him, and you have so many pictures with him, you Also-"
As he spoke, Fu Yangxi was filled with righteous indignation: "You still know what flavors he likes, and he was photographed recruiting students with him, handing him milk tea, and eating at western restaurants..."
"..." Mingxi was messy in the wind, she suspected that 'Shen Liyao' would never be the case in her life!
Mingxi wants to go back to the dark shark to chase after Shen Liyao's self!
When you are young, you don’t know how expensive your first love is, and you will regret it forever if you make a mistake!
"Wait, how did you know these things?" Mingxi's mind turned around in an instant, looking at Fu Yangxi, he couldn't help laughing suddenly: "You checked it out? Did you like me a long time ago?"
Of course Fu Yangxi beat him to death and refused to admit it: "Zhao Mingxi, talking about you now, don't try to change the subject."
Seeing his face turning red, Mingxi thought it might be the case. He couldn't help but ask, "Since when did you start liking me?"
"Could it be—the day you took me back to Tongcheng—?"
"No." Mingxi guessed happily: "Maybe it started before that, otherwise why are you so nice to me."
At that time, Mingxi only thought that Fu Yangxi treated her brothers so well. She had seen him treat the girls who confessed by pinching Qianzhihe directly. She didn't think about that at all.
"Could it be the day you gave me the phone case?"
"Wait." Mingxi suddenly realized: "What kind of gang phone case, you wanted to get a couple phone case at that time, but I'm embarrassed to say it?!"
Fu Yangxi: "..."
Fu Yangxi's face became more and more red, and she turned her head away.
Mingxi was dying of laughter, he couldn't help kneeling on the bed with one knee, and poked his handsome face with a finger: "What are you hiding?"
"What else 'My driver bought a lot of them, I can't eat them all, I'll let you help with the rest'." Mingxi imitated Fu Yangxi's tone vividly.
Thinking about it now, these things are still very clearly in her mind.
She smiled in shock: "So you bought me breakfast that day, right?!"
"Enough! Small mask." Fu Yangxi was forced by her to have no way to escape. She leaned back and leaned against the wall by the bed, her face flushed with blood.
Seeing that Zhao Mingxi was still laughing, Fu Yangxi could not wait to lift the quilt to cover his head again.