"It's a lie." I said viciously, completely ignoring that he is a patient and needs rest.
"A liar?" he asked.
"Who told you that there are so many fans, and that group of fans put the mouse in Zhou Zhuze's schoolbag again." I muttered.
"Idiot!" he cursed mercilessly.[
"You are the fool." I scolded him unconvincedly, "Damn it, this stinky patient who should be struck by lightning really wanted to splash the water on the table on his face.
I endured, endured, and silently recited in my heart: He is a patient, he is a patient.
"Hmm?" He looked like he was asking for guilt. "Why were you photographed holding hands?"
"That--it's because Zhou Shuze said he wanted to see how you were angry." I whispered more and more.
"So you idiot really believe it?" he growled.
"I believe it." I lowered my head and said in a low voice. As it turns out, Lan Xiyan was indeed angry. For some reason, when I think of this, I felt very happy.
"Idiot!" he cursed again.
"Hey, why are you scolding me all the time? You hate it!" I winked in dissatisfaction and said in a low voice. It's really strange. Why do I look like I'm doing something wrong with a look of qi? Thinking of this, I immediately raised my head high and looked at him.
"Feng Wusha, I like you." He said seriously.
Uh? I was stunned. The sound of my heartbeat slowly made the corners of my mouth rise slowly, and I felt a little fluttering, my mind was blurred, and I couldn't think for the time being.
After a while, I came to my senses, looked at Lan Xiyan with a serious face on the hospital bed, and smiled fiercely, "I hate you, Lan Xiyan!"
"I know." He grinned.
"You are so weird. You are so happy to be hated by others." I rolled my eyes to the person on the bed, and I couldn't stand him.
"You are not much better, you actually like that kind of furry and disgusting thing." He curled his lips and disdained him.
"I don't know who went to participate in the competition. I worked hard and didn't even get the prize. I even went to the hospital." I hummed back unwillingly, who was afraid of whom.
"Feng Wusha!" His veins swelled up, but he couldn't jump up because of his injury.