A few noisy little sparrows disturbed my clear dream, the sunshine was scattered on the windowsill, and a new day began again
On the bench in the ward, Hitomi Kaaba had his arms bent and pressed against his temples, with an elegant face and his eyes slightly closed as if he was taking a nap. Could it be that he was sitting like this last night?
I got off the hospital bed, barefooted, and quietly slipped out of the door.
The corridor of the hospital is soaked in the smell of disinfectant water. It seems that it has just been disinfected. It is so clean that it makes people reluctant to pollute it.
Following the route, I quickly arrived outside Yan Yeyi's ward. I didn't know if Yin Beisha was still inside. I gritted my teeth and knocked on the door twice.
"Come in"
It was Yan Yeyi's voice. I was suddenly excited and smiled unconsciously.
I opened the yellow door panel, and a burst of floral fragrance wafted into my nose.
"Yan Yeyi, good morning." I showed a sunny smile and politely greeted Yan Yeyi who was sitting on the hospital bed counting petals.
Strange, Yin Beisha is not here
When Yan Ye saw me, he acted like he was hiding from a debt collector.
He hurriedly threw aside the white roses in his hand, pulled up the quilt and lay back on the bed, with his white back facing me, and his head was hidden under the quilt.
"Yan Yeyi, have you really been knocked into an idiot?" I deliberately mocked and tried to pull his quilt, but the quilt was pulled tightly by him.
"Little friend" I half-knelt in front of his bed, curled up my body, and put my face to his chestnut-colored hair.
But Yan Yeyi is like a child who has done something wrong and is afraid of being scolded by his mother. He hides in bed and refuses to come out.
"Yan Yeyi, does it hurt?" She stroked his exposed hair, and the sore nose began to spread arrogantly again
"Just leave if you ignore me!"
I pretended to go out and already had my hand on the door handle, but Yan Yeyi didn't respond. He seemed to be asleep and ignored me.
"Squeak..." the door opened
"Boom..." The door closed
I breathed softly, crept up on my hands and feet, not daring to make a sound, and sneaked back to Yan Yeyi's bedside.
Sitting cross-legged on the cold tiles, with my chin just touching the edge of Yan Yeyi's bed, I held my breath and looked at the back of Yan Yeyi's head quietly, waiting for him to turn around when he mistakenly thought I was out.
Sure enough, after I held my breath for two minutes
Yan Yeyi's seemingly frozen background finally moved, and then the quilt was lifted, and his whole body slowly turned around.