In the infirmary, Su Rourou was lying on the bed upright, her big eyes no longer had the same expression as before, she just stared at the ceiling in a daze.
Luo Yichen left like this, are you angry? Are you going to ignore her from now on
In the past, she never worried about such a problem. Because no matter what quarrel it was, no matter how angry he was, he would take the initiative to talk to her in the end.
But this time, he looked more angry than ever before, and it seemed that he was not just angry...
Su Rourou sighed several times in a row, she had a premonition - this time, he will definitely not come to find her like in the past...
He Xiaojie was sitting by her bed, stuffing things into her mouth non-stop. On the table, the food that was originally brought back for Su Rourou's dinner had been wiped out by her.
While eating, she frowned and struggled: "Oh, no, I can't eat any more! Leave some for Rourou."
Lan Xi'er shook her head helplessly: "Xiaojie, you really only left 'a little bit'..."
What else did the two say, but Su Rourou didn't listen to a single word...
That night, Su Rourou lay on the hospital bed and waited for a long, long time, looking for the familiar and reassuring figure through the glass door of the ward from time to time.
However, to her disappointment, Luo Yichen never showed up.
The hospital at night is very quiet and deserted, and every breath of air that I breathe in is icy cold.
Lan Xi'er and He Xiaojie originally wanted to stay with her, but she politely declined their offer.
At this time, she needs to be alone and quiet for a while.
A person stared in a daze for a long time, and the things that happened to them from childhood to adulthood always appeared in their minds unconsciously. The little things that she didn't pay much attention to in the past are now vividly reappearing in her mind like a movie.
She still remembered that the first time she visited his house as a guest, he was wearing a white shirt, pacing gracefully and slowly down the spiral staircase, just like the little prince in a fairy tale.
She was only three years old that year, but she didn't know that the prince in her life had already walked towards her in the dark.
Their fate, from that moment on, is like two vines stretched out, getting longer and more entangled with the long years...
Unknowingly, tears wet the pillow. Su Rourou wiped away her tears indiscriminately, took out her phone and sent Luo Yichen a WeChat message.
[I have nothing to do with Ke Shaoze, really.]
But unlike any other time in the past, she waited for a long, long time, but did not get any reply from Luo Yichen.
It was only then that she discovered that when she sent him text messages in the past, he always replied immediately in the next second—although the content of the reply might not be very long.
Over time, she gradually got used to his timely reply, even sometimes she was not in a hurry to read the text message even after sending it, but was busy reading manga or something else.
Because she knew, he must have replied. Whether she reads it or not, the text message is there anyway. Watch it when you have time, it's not too late...
Su Rourou didn't know how long she waited holding the phone, until finally she fell asleep on the pillow wet with tears...
But in the dream, she finally waited for Luo Yichen...
She dreamed that under the moonlight, the door of the infirmary opened slightly. Immediately afterwards, the person she had been waiting for appeared outside the slowly opened door.