The two doctors were so happy that they almost danced. It was only then that they truly understood the saying, "Accompanying you is like accompanying a tiger."
Although the wound was deep, the glass piece was not large and did not require stitches. The doctor took a long time to treat it and finally everything was fine.
Because it was too late, Wen Tong was already sleeping deeply in Bei Chenxiao's arms, with a small hand still uneasy, tightly grasping the hem of his clothes.
Beichenxiao enjoyed this relying posture very much. He held her like this, from the hospital to the car, and from the car to the villa, tirelessly.
At night, Wen Tong seemed to be half asleep and half awake. She vaguely saw Bei Chenxiao sitting next to him, with no expression in his eyes, like a hollowed-out cave, so lonely that even the wind refused to blow through.
She suddenly felt that he was a little strange and a little pitiful for trying so hard to hide his feelings.
Wen Ze said that on this day, his temper was particularly bad. She remembered it and asked him, Beichen Xiao, what's wrong with you?
He looked at her for a while and suddenly said softly: "Happy birthday to her."
Wen Tong drowsily closed her eyes again. When she woke up in the morning, she thought it was just a dream from last night. She soon forgot how Bei Chenxiao could be stupid enough to stay with her all night.
"I asked for leave from the school for you." He was actually standing in front of the window, holding a cup of steaming coffee.
Wearing a clean light blue shirt, black casual trousers, and a pair of light gray cotton slippers, the posture is casual and the attitude is lazy.