Chapter 171 : Hospital: Is it a decisive battle at the top of the hospital?
Like? Can I like him? It seems... I have asked myself this question before, but I dare not think about the answer.
Holding hands, hugging, kissing...are these considered likes? What is likes, is it just that?
"I like him? Jinbao, the sun still sets from the west." I pretended not to care and pointed to the red 'big apple' in the west.
"Qing, are you trying to escape?" Jinbao seemed to be unfamiliar with the word "like" and looked at me curiously with his eyes wide open.
Escape? Really, I am escaping?
"Oh! Jinbao, don't tell me these sentimental things, but you? Do you like green turtles?" I held Jinbao's shoulders gossiping, raised an evil brow, and glared like a big bad wolf bullying a little sheep.
Jinbao
"Qing, what should we pack?" Jinbao changed the subject, looked at Linlang's restaurant, and looked at me tangledly.
"I don't know?" Forget it, this time I will treat you like a bodhisattva and reluctantly let you go, but...what should I pack for that expired wild duck? I don't know what he likes to eat.
"Then I'll leave first. We'll meet here later." Jinbao ran away confidently, leaving only me dumbfounded.
Looking around at various restaurants, large and small, what does Yan Yeyi like to eat? I’m so confused! Forget it, he is His Highness Ye, why are you worried about not having anything to eat? I’d better fill myself first!
Thinking about this, I slipped into the bustling snack street and started eating from beginning to end.
An hour later--
When I returned to the ward empty-handed, Yan Yeyi was nowhere to be seen. It was over, and a bad premonition immediately came to my mind. Could it be that Yan Yeyi and Darius "battled to the top of the hospital"?
Without thinking too much, I kicked up my legs and ran upstairs.
"squeak--"
I hurriedly opened the door on the roof. The setting sun seemed to have been buried in the westernmost corner of the city, and the dark sky was about to draw the curtain of the night.
Yan Yeyi's tall figure looked a little thin in this empty space. The cold wind blew up his long, millet-colored hair, and there was a sense of sadness that told me.
"Yan Yeyi, um...I forgot to give you..." Various bad reasons flashed through my mind one after another, but none of them seemed to be able to properly cover up my crime.