The boy's slender fingers paused, and his thin lips were pressed together.
Sadly, he suddenly finds he doesn't seem to have her contact information.
No WeChat, no phone number.
Because there is no way of contact, the already weak relationship between them disappeared in an instant, as if... no one knew anyone.
Jiang Xubai laughed at himself, and slowly tightened his fingers holding the phone.
He is always alone.
No friends, no family.
The teenager in hospital gown was sitting on the bed. He stretched out his arms and hugged his knees, curled up in a very insecure posture, his soft hair was slightly messy.
Sorry, I was wrong.
Shouldn't have spoken to you like that.
Don't ask questions like that... you come back, okay
He buried his head and rested his face on his knees, his fingertips were already cold, so stiff that there was no temperature.
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I am humble and cowardly.
I don't like the hustle and bustle of the city, the cruelty and injustice of escaping reality, I just like to wait for tomorrow in the corner alone.
I failed perfectly.
What Jiang Xubai didn't know was that while he was sad, he was thinking of the sister who gave him warmth, and was also fighting death in this hospital.
The tip of the nose lingers with the familiar smell of hospital disinfectant, the eyelids are a bit heavy, the head is groggy, and the thoughts cannot be turned.
Fu Yue opened his eyes.
All of a sudden, I saw the breathing mask on the nose.
She froze for a moment.
A feeling of powerlessness came over my whole body, my limbs were sore and limp, and my heart was stuffy, as if I would be out of breath in the next second.
She really can't do it this way.
Fu Yue reached out to take off the breathing mask covering her mouth and nose. Just as her fingertips touched it, the nurse who opened the door raised her voice to stop her, "Hey, hey, what are you doing, little girl?"
"Don't move, put your hands down!!"
Fu Yue's hand stopped, and she turned to look at the door.
The nurse came over cursing, pointed at Fu Yue's hand with one hand, and stared round her almond eyes, as if she was facing an enemy.
The nurse's name was Tangli, she was a young girl who just graduated from university and came to work in the hospital not long ago. She looked in her early twenties, with a round face, fair and lovely.
Tangli is hot-tempered and warm-hearted. On weekdays, when I see disobedient patients, such as those who have gastroenteritis and insist on eating fried dough sticks in the morning, those with small mouths will go up and teach them a lesson. Know that this girl is really good for them.
Tangli wore a snow-white nurse's cap on her head, and her eyes were also round. When she looked at people, she looked pure and innocent, very much like the innocent and kind-hearted silly white and sweet heroine in ancient romance novels.
"Little girl, you managed to escape from death and get your life back. You don't want your lively little heart? How dare you take off your breathing mask... What should you do if something goes wrong?"
While changing the bottle for Fu Yue, Tangli nagged at her.
After taking a look at Fu Yue, Tangli muttered again, "How can I have this problem when I'm so pretty? God doesn't have eyes."
"It was your classmate who sent you to the hospital at the time. Oh yes, you have been in a coma for three days. These days, you have been supplemented with glucose to maintain your nutrition. Now that you are awake, you need to replenish yourself."
Fu Yue nodded to show that he knew.
Tangli continued to ask: "What about your family, why hasn't anyone come to see you for a few days?"