"You...let me go first..." Xuewei's hand was tightly grasped by him, and she didn't know how to break free for a moment. Moreover, he was still ill, so his tone was inappropriate whether soft or hard.
Xuewei was in a dilemma.
"No, I won't let you go, Xuewei..." Guan Qiyou suddenly acted like a child, but before he could say the next words, the door was pushed open, and Tianze was wearing pajamas.
, standing at the door with a sleepy look on his face, muttering drowsily, "Mom, where are we?"
Hearing Tianze's voice, the two of them froze for a moment and looked at each other. Xuewei quickly pulled her hand away from Guan Qiyou's hand and turned towards Tianze.
Guan Qiyou naturally felt unhappy because his son had ruined the atmosphere. Looking at his empty hands, Guan Qiyou felt even more lonely.
"Tianze, are you awake? Haha, this is a hospital, have you forgotten?" Xuewei walked over, touched the little guy's tender cheek, held him in her arms, and said softly.
"Oh..." The little guy blinked his eyes in confusion, suddenly remembered something, and immediately asked: "Ah, then... how is daddy?"
Guan Qiyou, who was originally in a depressed mood, felt comforted when he heard Tianze's words. Good boy, he finally has some conscience, otherwise he would be stunned to death.
"Uh--Dad's awake. Tianze goes and takes a look!" Xuewei smiled softly and stepped aside so that Tianze could see Guan Qiyou lying on his bed.
"Dad, are you recovered?" Tianze ran away from Xuewei's arms and ran to Guan Qiyou's bedside, looking at him with big eyes full of intelligence.
Guan Qiyou raised his eyebrows and winked at Tianze, "Son, daddy is not that weak. I'm fine, okay!" As he spoke, he stretched out his big hand and gestured to his son.
"Eh? Hehe, that's good! Mom is very worried about you! I haven't slept well for two nights. Dad, you have to get better soon. You can't let mom worry anymore!" The little guy pulled Guan Qi.
You's big hands were small and tender, forming a clear contrast with his big palms. That delicate feeling went straight to Guan Qiyou's heart, with indescribable warmth.
Guan Qiyou nodded the tip of his nose lovingly and said softly: "I know, baby..."
Xuewei looked at the intimacy between their father and son. She couldn't bear to disturb them, turned around and walked out, closing the door gently.
Guan Qiyou has always been in good health. Even if he contracted pneumonia, it was just caused by being caught in the rain, catching a cold and having a fever. After treatment from the hospital system and a few days of nursing, he quickly recovered.
This day was the last day before he was discharged from the hospital, but Guan Qiyou couldn't be happy at all. When he thought that after he was discharged from the hospital, he and Xuewei would have no future relationship, Guan Qiyou felt heavy. He had always been
I hate hospitals very much, but I have never wanted to stay in the hospital as much as I did at this moment. I just want to stay here forever, even to the end of the world, so that Xuewei can stay by his side.
Guan Qiyou was half-lying on his bed, thinking a lot, looking out the window a little absent-mindedly. Xuewei sat on the stool beside the bed, holding a fruit knife to peel the fruit. The peeled pear skin was not broken from beginning to end.
It was thin and long. Xuewei cut the pear into small pieces and handed it to Guan Qiyou, "Eat a pear, it will moisten your lungs."