Shu Nuan opened her mouth slightly, but finally couldn't help but walked over.
Seeing her coming, Sheng Qianmo stood up and gave her the seat next to the bed.
Shu Nuan didn't look at him, and sat down on the edge of the bed. He gently half-hugged the little guy in his arms, and then raised his head to look at him coldly.
Sheng Qianmo understood something and fed their little daughter medicine in this posture.
The room became very quiet for a moment.
It was obviously still pouring rain outside, but now it was quiet beside the bed, the only sound left was each other's breathing.
Shu Nuan lowered her eyebrows, looking at his slender fingers holding the spoon and his young hands, her eyes wandering, blurry, and hot.
After he finished feeding him the soup, Shu Nuan finally slowly raised his head, looked at him, and said in a calm and light tone: "Don't you recognize me?"
Sheng Qianmo looked at her with calm eyes and said nothing.
"Don't you know who I am?"
Shu Nuan looked at him and smiled softly: "Speak."
Sheng Qianmo looked at her, finally blinked slowly, and said softly: "It's not safe for you to come out with a child in your arms in the middle of the night."
Shu Nuan took a deep breath, her eyes turned red again, and she said word by word: "You mean, you are just kind-hearted and helping me?"
Sheng Qianmo lowered his eyes expressionlessly and nodded.
Shu Nuan stared at him silently for a moment, then turned to look at the ground. His voice was soft, but the three words that came out of his mouth were cold to the bone: "Go away."
Sheng Qianmo wanted to play her like a monkey, but she was unwilling to cooperate.
He can tell.
He can obviously talk about it.
No matter what kind of difficulties he had, he could tell her.
The way he looked at her, he held her hand and said to wait for a while. He kicked open the door of the medical center more eagerly than she did. He carefully and hurriedly fed Qingzhi medicine...
Sheng Qianmo, I’m not blind!
…
But he still said he didn't know her.
Shu Nuan is a proud person to begin with, so why bother letting herself lower herself in front of him...
What chilled her was that since he had no intention of recognizing her, why would he appear in front of her again and do these things...
It would only chill her even more.
But not long after she finished speaking, the little guy lying in her arms moved his little fingers and slowly opened his hazy eyes.
Qingzhi opened her eyes, her eyes wet, and looked at the gradually clear outline of the person sitting in front of her in confusion.
Qingzhi seemed to think that she was dreaming, so she stretched out her little finger and slowly stretched it out bit by bit.
Sheng Qianmo didn't move at all.
Until Qingzhi's soft little hand gently hooked one of his fingers. The little guy grabbed his hand and held it softly.
Then looked at him innocently.
His eyes were clean and covered with a thin layer of mist.
The little mouth was also red, and he looked weak and still sick.
But she knew she had to hold on to him.
Shu Nuanbie started to look away, closed his stinging eyes slightly, suppressed his unsteady voice, and pretended to be calm and whispered: "Qingzhi, let go."
Qingzhi raised her head from Shunuan's arms to look at Shunuan for no apparent reason, but Shunuan didn't look at her. Qingzhi hesitated for a moment, then chose to listen to Shunuan's words, and reluctantly took back her little hand, her eyes watery. He looked at the man beside the bed.
In Qingzhi's mind, Uncle Wenwen said he was leaving before, but now that he has appeared in front of Qingzhi, he will not leave again.
But Shu Nuan didn't like this uncle.
What, what to do.