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Seeing me covering my chest with a vigilant look on my face, Zhuo Yang's eyes seemed to twitch, and his voice was a little weak, "What are you thinking about? I just want to sleep... Don't worry, I am powerless now... Come here..."
Seeing that I was unmoved, Zhuo Yang's voice sounded a little pitiful under the quilt, "I... I just held your hand... Is that not okay?"
Just a handshake? I think that's acceptable.
then-
I let Zhuoyang hold my hand for the whole night, until my back and waist ached and my legs and feet twitched.
I don't know when I fell asleep, and when I woke up, I was already in the hospital bed. I lay in Zhuo Yang's arms on the small bed and slept soundly.
The man next to me woke up at some point and was staring at me.
"Ahem..."
I seldom had Zhuo Yang stared at me so intently. I was so frightened at the time that I was almost unconscious. I was immediately poured with a basin of cold water and became completely sober.
“You… you woke up… I… how did I get up here…” Isn’t it against the will of heaven to fight for a bed with a patient
Zhuo Yang didn't say anything, but just shook his numb hand and said something casually.
"You drooled all over my hand..."
“…” Holy shit!
I'm not sure if Zhuo Yang's look was one of disgust. But he seemed to be in a good mood, leaning against the morning sun, looking quiet and peaceful.
After I washed my face, Zhuo Yang kept that posture. I don't know if he was thinking of something pleasant, but the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned.
Is this kid's brain damaged? I was very confused. When I walked up to him, the man with the damaged brain had already spoken to me: "Are you hungry? I ordered you some porridge... and your favorite soup dumplings..."
After a night's sleep, I was really hungry.
However, as a patient, Zhuo Yang might be too considerate.
The person Zhuo Yang found was very efficient, and soon the soft century egg and lean meat porridge and the crystal clear Linglongji dumplings were delivered.
I was hungry, so I naturally wouldn't go against my stomach, so I picked up the spoon and started eating.
But Zhuoyang didn't move. I thought he wasn't very hungry, so I ignored him, ate by myself and prepared to leave.
The hospital is filled with top students who are good at saving lives and healing the wounded. What use can a useless person like me be? Especially under Zhuo Yang's ferocious gaze, I really can't stay there for a moment, so I'd better leave as soon as possible.
But…
Is this my illusion? Zhuo Yang's face became uglier and uglier.
finally-
When I put down the spoon in satisfaction, stroked my stomach and sighed, Zhuo Yang spoke.
"Didn't you notice anything?"
I ate with satisfaction, glanced around, and finally nodded solemnly: "I found out..." Seeing Zhuo Yang's face relaxed, I smiled and said, "I found out that the weather is good today..."
"..." Zhuo Yang's handsome smile darkened instantly, "An Yue... did you do this on purpose? You clearly saw that I ordered for two people..."
I nodded and looked at the other untouched portion on the table... This is an obvious problem.
"I didn't eat your food? Why are you so angry..." From beginning to end, I just ate my share, and I had no idea why this man was angry.
"You..." Zhuo Yang seemed to take a deep breath, "Don't you think you should feed me? An Yue! My dear wife!"
I think, even though Zhuo Yang's right hand is disabled, he should be able to hold the spoon with both hands!
However, after I carefully expressed my doubts to Zhuo Yang, he became furious.
"Last night you pressed my other hand so hard that it became numb... I couldn't even hold a spoon..."
"… "
Anyway, it's all my fault!
I sighed helplessly, and finally picked up the spoon resignedly. I took one last look at the man who had decisively become in a good mood, and said to him very calmly: "Actually, Zhuo Yang, if you want me to feed you, you don't need to make so many excuses... and you don't need to be so stubborn... Just because you saved me last night, I will do whatever you ask me to do..."
Zhuo Yang's mouth froze, and after a long while he spoke in a low voice.
"Including coming back to me... Will you do that?"
certainly-
Of course not.
Zhuo Yang saving me is one thing, but asking me to go back to that cage is another.
I immediately shook my head, "That won't work."
I refused very seriously. Zhuo Yang's face turned pale. After a long while, he took a deep breath as if to calm his sad mood.
"Forget it... I won't force you now... One day..." The corners of his mouth moved, but his voice was very low. I didn't pay attention to it. I just took the spoon and slowly fed him porridge one spoonful at a time.
After dinner, I got up to leave.
Zhuo Yang held my hand, "Don't go... Stay with me... Stay with me for a while..."
Maybe it was because I rarely saw him so vulnerable and yet so easy to talk to, I felt that I needed to talk to this man.
"That's fine... Let's have a good chat while we're at it. Do you want some water?"
Zhuo Yang originally shook his head, but he didn't know what he thought of. His eyes flashed and he nodded obediently, "My throat is a little uncomfortable... Can you make me some loquat paste?"
Master! How could the hospital have these things? But there should be a lot of finished loquat paste...
I rolled my eyes and finally put a glass of boiled water next to him.
"Drink if you want."
Zhuo Yang really didn't touch the glass of water. I was just about to try to persuade him not to waste his time on me. There were lots of flowers waiting for a successful man like him outside. Why should he waste his most precious time on a withered flower like me
But…
Zhuo Yang didn't think so. He looked at me and suddenly asked me, "What did you eat for lunch?"
"…" Damn! Isn't this topic coming up too suddenly
It took me a second to react before I shook my head honestly and told Zhuo Yang, "We just had breakfast."
"I know." Zhuo Yang lowered his eyes, "I just want to eat the taro duck you cooked."
Once the arrogant man lowers his noble head and slowly shows weakness to you, appearing gentle and lovely, my heart aches and I almost kneel down under this man's trousers again regardless of everything.
However, my remaining self-esteem pulled me back in time.
Since the topic started like this, let's talk about it thoroughly.
"Zhuo Yang, what are you doing?"
Zhuo Yang's lips moved, and his eyes, which were originally looking at me, suddenly turned away, and an extremely abnormal blush appeared on his face.
I thought this was his limit. How could someone with such a reserved personality like him open up to me under normal circumstances
But to my surprise, he actually answered me.
"I'm getting my wife back."
This one sentence made my eyes red, and it seemed like tears were about to fall.
I sniffed and smiled to ease the mood, "Don't say you fell in love with me after the divorce... That's ridiculous... I thought you always loved Sister An Ran..."
When talking about An Ran, Zhuo Yang felt a little unnatural. But soon, he returned to normal and shook his head: "An Ran and I grew up together. We are each other's first love, but rather than saying that we are in love, it is better to say that we are family members who support each other... Especially..."
The most beautiful first love, the first time in a lifetime...
I laughed, very stiffly.
I must admit that at this moment, I still care.
This is different from other people. Even if it was Hu Ling, I could just slap him and tell him to get lost wherever he came from. But An Ran is different...
I can’t forget…
It turns out that these two people were originally together.
"You don't have to say it... I don't want to know about the beautiful memories between you and her..."
I interrupted Zhuo Yang, who looked at me in surprise, then seemed to understand something and curled his lips, "Do you mind? Are you jealous?"
Mind your sister! Jealous hair!
I threw away the hand that was wrapped around me, and said angrily, "Let go! I'm leaving!"
Zhuo Yang, this rascal, refused to let go. Instead, he held my hand and laughed stupidly.
His smile made my face flush, and I couldn't stand it anymore, so I slapped him.
"Have you laughed enough?!"
Zhuo Yang actually had an excellent reaction speed. When he saw me swinging my palm towards him, his godly reaction speed allowed him to dodge my clutches in time.
It seemed that seeing that I was angry and embarrassed, his male chauvinism was extremely satisfied. Before I gave the final ultimatum, he continued in a good mood: "I can't admit it... I will always feel guilty and sorry for An Ran in my life... But An Yue... You have to understand that the woman who has been with me for seven years is me... The person who accompanied me when I was in the most difficult time was also you... An Ran... She has long become a thing of the past..."
My mind went blank.
"You...what do you want to say?"
I suddenly didn’t understand.
Zhuoyang...
Is he serious
Or is this just another one of his scams
"No. Nothing..." Zhuo Yang suddenly raised his hand, pulled me to lean on his chest, "An Yue, don't you understand? You got... what you always wanted... You got it a long time ago..."
I'm not that stupid, of course I know what Zhuoyang means.
only-
I didn't expect that the thing I had been pursuing for seven years would return to my hands so easily.
Are you happy? A little, but not as much as you might expect.
I think it's more of a melancholy.
Zhuo Yang hugged me with one hand, "I'm sorry... I bullied and humiliated you for so many years... I always thought I couldn't get over it... But I didn't expect... What I can't tolerate even more is your leaving... I'm sorry... I'm sorry to my wife... my family..."
Zhuo Yang talked a lot in my ear. He seemed very excited. It turned out that when a very reserved person lets off steam, he has endless energy.
Finally, he kissed my lips and made a gentle promise.
"An Yue, are you willing to come back? Come back and stay with me... Be my wife... I won't promise that I'm a perfect husband... But I promise that in the future I will listen to you and do my best to make you stop crying... Stop... Crying behind my back..."