Left the ward.
Duan Jiaxu turned his head to look at her. He changed back into his own clothes today, a military green short jacket, a white sweater casually put on inside, and slim black trousers.
He shaved clean and looked a lot younger, like a college student.
He leaned down slightly and looked at Sang Zhi at eye level. He seemed to find it very fresh to hear such words from her, so he curled his lips and said teasingly, "Get married as soon as possible."
Sang Chi also stared at him without blinking, "Didn't you take the lead first?"
Noticing that she was indeed in a bad mood, Duan Jiaxu raised his eyebrows, stood up straight and said, "I'm angry."
Silence for a few seconds.
"I'm not angry. It's just that, brother," Sang Zhi stopped and said seriously, "Don't joke like this again in the future."
Even though I know it's a joke.
But because she knew very well that he wouldn't really like her.
So, she didn't find it funny at all.
He could honestly treat this as a joke, and when he said those words, his expression was not unnatural at all. It was like he was using this method, without knowing it, to treat her little concern and her careful concealment as a joke.
Sang Chi lowered her eyes, wanting to say something, but she didn't. She suddenly lost her temper and continued to walk forward. "Let's go. I have something to do later."
Duan Jiaxu restrained his smile, slowed down his pace, and followed her. "I'm really angry."
"No."
"Brother has been in the hospital for too long, so he is a little bored." Duan Jiaxu rubbed the back of his neck with his palm and said, "Brother apologizes to you."
"No need." Sang Zhi whispered, "Just don't do this next time."
Seeing that she minded so much, Duan Jiaxu's eyebrows jumped, and his mood was a little indescribable. After a long while, he seemed to feel angry and funny, and suddenly said, "Brother is not that bad, right?"
""
"It can make little Sang Zhi so unhappy"
Hearing this, Sang Chi turned her head to look at him, her face expressionless. His eyes were slightly raised, his peach blossom eyes were deep and charming, and his tone was half-joking.
Seeing this, she inexplicably wanted to give him some trouble.
Sang Zhi said seriously, "Yes, I can."
""
"Brother, I didn't mean anything else. I just told you the truth." Sang Chi said in a gentle voice, "After I heard it, I went home and cried all night."
""
Duan Jiaxu's company granted him a half-month leave for his illness. After being discharged from the hospital, he can rest at home for a week to recuperate.
After leaving the hospital, the two hailed a taxi to Duan Jiaxu's house.
Duan Jiaxu only has one pair of slippers at home.
He glanced at her, saw that he was barefoot, and put the slippers in front of Sang Chi for her to put on.
Sang Chi didn't hesitate and put it on. She asked Duan Jiaxu to sit on the sofa for a while, and then threw all the clothes he brought back into the washing machine and put the other things back to their original places for him.
The slippers looked very big on her feet, and she walked a beat slower.
Afterwards, Sang Chi sat next to Duan Jiaxu and took out a stack of sticky notes from her bag.
Duan Jiaxu curled up on the sofa, playing games lazily.
Sang Chi opened her phone and searched the web for precautions, plus the doctor's instructions. She looked at them, then leaned over the coffee table and copied them down sentence by sentence.