Qiao Ni closed her eyes and tilted her head, lying peacefully in Ye Yang's arms. However, it was not very bright in the corridor, so Ye Yang did not see Zhong Tianyou clearly.
After closing the door, he hugged Qiao Ni and walked forward without paying any attention to Zhong Tianyou's face, which he regarded as a passerby.
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Ye Yang took Qiao Ni to the hospital to register, prescribe medicine, and accompany her. It was all done in the afternoon.
Ye Yang wanted her to be hospitalized and take good care of her body, but Qiao Ni insisted on going home. Even if she had a slight drip, she could go to a clinic in the community to take care of her.
The hospital was always a place she didn't want to mention. Here, she personally witnessed her mother's death, and it was the place where all the pain concentrated.
The blood seemed to have cooled down along his limbs and bones.
"Okay, let's go back, but you have to promise to go to the community medical institution for intravenous drips on time every day." Seeing that she was very unhappy when she heard that she was going to be hospitalized, she could only compromise.
"Yeah." Qiao Ni nodded quickly after hearing this.
When she got home, Qiongni was lying on the bed. Through the gauze curtain, she vaguely watched the man busy in the kitchen.
So warm.
It's more like a loving young couple who suddenly have the warmth of home.
There will be someone who comforts you, cares about you, protects you, and takes care of you when you are tired, tired, annoyed, or sick. And what a blessing that is.
It's just that this kind of happiness is too beautiful. Is it real, reliable, and will it disappear? Qiao Ni couldn't help but think about it.
"Come on, girl, I haven't eaten for a day, let's drink some porridge." Ye Yang said, bringing a bowl of fragrant millet porridge to her.
She took the bowl and then looked at the man in front of her. His smile had small dimples, sweet and warm, as if he would never get bored no matter how he looked at it.
He is careful, considerate, gentle and considerate, and can always touch the heartstrings gently.
"Silly girl, what are you looking at?" He couldn't help but laugh when she stared at her so straightly, stroking her slightly disheveled hair before she could get away from him.
"Ye Yang, why, why are you so nice to me?" Beautiful things are sometimes too like bubbles, which will burst when touched.
"If you like someone, do you need a reason?" He scraped her nose and said lovingly.
like?
Although since they met, they would spend time together, eating, shopping, chatting, and watching movies, but they had always regarded themselves as friends, and he had never told himself anything about liking her.
And she also felt that he was too perfect for her to touch, so she always kept a certain distance.
"I, I." Qiao Ni didn't know what to say, and her lip she bit turned white.
"Fool, eat it quickly, otherwise it will be bad for your health if it gets cold." He picked up the bowl and said to her, then fed it into her mouth one spoonful at a time.
There will be someone who dotes on her and loves her so much, saying that he doesn't need a reason to like her. He is so perfect that he doesn't dare to blaspheme.