"Xiaodong, I never thought that I would meet you, and I can't believe that someone in this world would really treat me like this... Since my father's death, in my memory, no one has ever been so kind to me... Sometimes,
I wonder if my father has a spirit in heaven to protect me? Sometimes, I simply can’t believe my good luck... I think about how many women are younger and more beautiful than me in this world. I
Qiao Xiaomai, how can you be so kind to me?"
Xiaodong chuckled, sighing with emotion in his heart, so that's it.
His voice was surprisingly gentle: "Mai, you have premarital phobia, do you know that?"
She looked at him in confusion. Yes, if most people have some premarital phobia, then her phobia is ten times more serious. Especially, as the wedding day approaches, she almost collapses.
"I'm really scared... Xiaodong, you treat me so well, but after getting married, maybe you will be disappointed with me... I am not worthy of your kindness to me..."
"Idiot! Maybe you are disappointed in me. In the future, you will find out many of my bad habits, such as snoring, throwing smelly socks around, and watching football games on the TV every day... Between husband and wife, don't they just accommodate each other?
A compromise?"
Qiao Xiaomai was slightly relieved, but he still couldn't let go.
I thought that it would be enough if there was enough love and trust between me and Xiaodong. However, there is Xiaobai between them - Xiaobai is separated by Yi Xiangxi who is always involved - how should we end this?
?
Xiaodong, Xiaodong, what if one day, what you discover is not these small things, but something big enough to destroy your worldview? At that time, can you still be so free and easy?
In the VIP ward, several visitors left one after another. In the end, only Bingbing, Song Weichao and others were left.
Bingbing personally washed Xiaobai's face, which was crying like a little cat, and scratched her nose: "Little devil, your dad just has a fever, it's not a serious illness. Why are you so scared?"
When the child saw that his father was hooked up to an intravenous drip, he stopped crying, but his eyes were still red, and he only thanked Bingbing in a low voice.
She sat obediently in front of her father's hospital bed: "Dad, you haven't eaten anything today, can I cut some fruit for you?"
Bingbing smiled and took over: "Dad is having an infusion now, so there is no need to eat fruit. If you want to eat, I will prepare it."
"Thank you Aunt Bingbing."
Yi Xiangxi saw that his daughter's eyes were almost swollen from crying, and he felt extremely distressed, "Wei Chao, please send Xiaobai home to rest first. It's already midnight, and the child can't stay up all night."
Before Song Weichao could answer, the child shouted: "I won't go back, dad, I want to stay here with you."
Bingbing smiled and took the child's hand: "Don't worry, Xiaobai. I will take you home first. When you wake up tomorrow morning, I will take you to the hospital to be with your father. Otherwise, if you are here, your father will be worried about you.
You won’t be able to take good care of yourself.”
Yi Xiangxi felt sorry for his daughter, and said softly: "Xiao Bai, be good, Aunt Bingbing will pick you up tomorrow. Otherwise, how can you be energetic? Right? Besides, there are nurses in the hospital, and Uncle Song is taking care of me."
Xiaobai reluctantly left with Bingbing.
The two of them walked away and the door was closed. Song Weichao breathed a sigh of relief and sneered: "Master Yi, is the torture plot over?"