The roar of the ambulance pierced the city sky and penetrated the floating white clouds.
Guan Feixuan held Nie Chen's hand tightly and refused to let go. The little girl sat quietly aside, holding her cheek and watching quietly. There was a warm smile hanging on the corner of her mouth. It was not that she was careless.
She is not worried about her father's injury, but she has strong confidence in her father. When her father asked her if she was handsome, she became even more sure: Dad will be fine!
Niechen lay on the hospital bed and fell into a deep sleep. No matter how powerful a person is, he is still a human being. He can feel pain and fatigue. Niechen's sudden explosion squandered all the strength of his body in exchange for
It is endless fatigue.
"Auntie, isn't dad handsome today?" the little girl asked crisply.
Guan Feixuan turned her head, with tears still on her face, and nodded heavily: "Handsome!"
At this point, there is an invisible tacit understanding between the two women.
"Dad never takes the initiative to fight for anything, except for auntie!" The little girl held her cheek and looked at her sleeping father quietly, her ordinary face had a different kind of charm.
Guan Feixuan's heart trembled, and she had inexplicable thoughts.
"Up to now, there are only two people that dad can really care about. One is Li'er and the other is aunt!" the little girl said quietly. She could feel her father's indifference that usually kept people away from thousands of miles away. It was not intentional.
Pretending to be deep is not due to personality, but to the ruthless compulsion of reality.
Guan Feixuan stared at Nie Chen, with inexplicable feelings brewing in her heart. The little girl's simple but sincere words touched her greatly. The jade hand holding Nie Chen's palm couldn't help but increase its strength.
No one knows that Guan Feixuan, who has always been gentle and indifferent, is actually stubborn, even paranoid. She can't change her origin, her life and the people she has entanglements with, but she can change herself.
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In her twenty-one years of life, she has lived with a hypocritical mask. Her heart has never been revealed to anyone, not even a little bit. Including her parents who were obedient to her and even doted on her.
And she doesn't have a best friend who can sleep in the same room and be as close as a sister.
There are countless people who pursue her, but without exception, they are all rejected by her indifferently, without giving the slightest chance. She can feel Niechen's vague affection for her, although Niechen hides it very well.
But women’s sixth sense is very scary.
It's one thing to feel it, and another thing to accept it or not. Niechen is still an ordinary person. He only got her favor because of basketball, but in terms of feelings, he can only be called a friend. Maybe he is still a common man.
I have to add the very hurtful word "ordinary"!
If you want her to open her heart and accept her, she needs to go through ninety-nine eighty-one hardships to be moved.
After this assassination, Nirvana only took the first step, leaving an indelible mark in Guan Feixuan's heart. But if you want this mark to take root in Guan Feixuan's heart, it will take a long time.
A long way to go.
For paranoid people, accepting you may be a matter of a moment, but it may also be a matter of a lifetime. The result is unknown. Even the person involved is confused.
"Auntie, if you keep yourself closed, you might as well try to fall in love with someone, like dad!" The little girl blinked her big eyes and said something old-fashioned, but it was also reasonable. At such a young age, she could tell that Guan Feixuan was in love with someone.
It’s hard enough to be vulnerable and isolated inside.
Guan Feixuan patted the little girl's head and smiled, but didn't say anything.
When the little girl saw that Guan Feixuan did not show what she was thinking, she murmured in a low voice: "Don't they say that after a hero saves a beauty, the beauty will cry and want to give her body to him?"
Guan Feixuan shook her head dumbfounded, still not saying anything. A novel is a novel after all, and it is the author who controls everything. But reality is controlled by people themselves.
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When Niechen woke up, it was already ten o'clock at night. His wounds had been treated and his spirit was much better.
I opened my eyes and looked around. The ward was clean and bright. Guan Feixuan was sitting on a stool and fell asleep beside the bed. The little girl was lying on the sofa and fell asleep, covered with a blanket.
What Nie Chen wanted to do the most, with an empty stomach, was to go to the toilet. He carefully got out of bed, fearing to wake up Guan Feixuan and the little girl.
But Guan Feixuan, who had been sleeping lightly, still woke up.
Just as Guan Feixuan was about to speak, she saw Nie Chen making a silent gesture and pointing at the little girl sleeping soundly on the sofa.
Guan Feixuan hurriedly covered her mouth, stood up quietly, and helped Nie Chen out of the ward.
"It's okay, I'm not that delicate!" Niechen said with a smile to Guan Feixuan. He had a strong body and his recovery speed was far faster than ordinary people.
But Guan Feixuan shook her head stubbornly, showing no intention of letting go.
Seeing this situation, Nie Chen didn't press for it anymore, but he was extremely happy in his heart. Even though Guan Feixuan had no tendency to commit herself to her, the relationship between the two was undoubtedly much closer.
Guan Feixuan was not at peace at the moment, and the cause was naturally Niechen who was being supported by her. When the doctor was sewing the wound on Niechen, the groggy Niechen refused to let the doctor inject anesthesia. With amazing willpower
He came through forcefully. The doctors and nurses opened their eyes wide with admiration on their faces.
Niechen went into the bathroom, while Guan Feixuan was waiting outside. Her parents came in a hurry and then left in a hurry to deal with today's affairs. Niechen was sleeping at that time and could not see them.
The toilet door opened, and Guan Feixuan helped Niechen back to the ward. However, she bumped into a charming figure holding a food box at the door.
"Sister Jiaojiao?" Niechen was stunned, wondering how Sister Jiaojiao knew about his injury.
After Sister Jiaojiao rolled her eyes at Nie Chen charmingly, she looked up and down at Guan Feixuan and praised her: "This is my younger brother and sister. She is indeed a master of unparalleled magnificence. Of course I can make your boy dizzy!"
Guan Feixuan's pretty face turned red. She was about to explain, but was interrupted by Sister Jiaojiao, who seemed to have the ability to predict the unknown: "Don't explain, we are bright in our hearts. It will happen sooner or later! Although this guy doesn't look good, we
I still believe in his abilities!”
Nie Chen smiled bitterly and explained in a low voice to Guan Feixuan: "Sister Jiaojiao is like this, don't worry about it!"
Guan Feixuan, however, showed her magnanimous side and said with a smile: "Sister Jiaojiao, I am Guan Feixuan! Niechen was injured because he was trying to save me!"
Sister Jiaojiao chuckled, nodded, and looked at Guan Feixuan with eyes full of appreciation. This was a treatment that Niechen had never received before.
The three of them walked into the ward. The little girl sat up and opened her big, drowsy eyes. She didn't know if she was awakened by the smell of rice!
"Let's boil some chicken soup and make a few side dishes, so we'll just eat it. I'll make some good ones for you tomorrow!" Sister Jiaojiao held the little girl in her arms and motioned to Guan Feixuan to go get the food.
The food in the box is arranged.
Guan Feixuan's pretty face turned red and she felt guilty. She had forgotten that Niechen hadn't eaten yet, but she hadn't prepared anything yet.
"Thank you, Sister Jiaojiao!" Guan Feixuan expressed her sincere gratitude.
Sister Jiaojiao waved her hand indifferently, looked the little girl up and said, "As long as you have this intention."
The little girl held Jiaojiao Niang's long hair, giggled, and asked: "Jiaojiao Niang, did the dog poop?"
Nirvana, who had just taken a mouthful of chicken soup, was extremely confused: Should he swallow it?
