Qian Weiran was at a loss. She didn't know what to do now. What happened? She had no idea at all.
She lifted the quilt, and before she could put on her slippers, she was stepped on the cold tiles, and opened the ward door with her bare feet.
The nurses walking in the aisle turned around and looked at Qian Weiran with strange eyes, as if they did it intentionally or unintentionally. Why didn't Qian Weiran pay too much attention?
She is now sure that she came out of that ghost place, but why? Where did Su Zimo go? Why didn't she see his figure when she woke up? Is it strange?
When Qian Weiran came to the second floor of the spiral staircase, she didn't pay attention to the passers-by and accidentally bumped into a hard chest. Qian Weiran covered her head and shouted with a grin: "You don't have eyes when you walk."
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"It's obviously your fault... unexpectedly, the bad guy complained first... Qian Weiran, this really looks like your style..."
The young man lowered his eyes and chuckled, his eyes filled with tenderness and pampering, and the teasing in his words was more like a special kind of pampering.
Qian Weiran was confused for a moment. She raised her eyes and met the handsome face whose eyes were full of her own. She cried out in surprise: "An Yisi!"
Hearing these three words, someone's face immediately darkened, and he raised his lips helplessly and said: "Is it necessary to call me by both my first and last name? Considering our relationship...it's not too much to call me Xu!"
"Am I familiar with you?"
Qian Weiran pretended not to recognize him and muttered softly.
"Say it again..."
An Yisi's faint anger seemed to destroy the person.
"Xu!" When I see someone looking wrong, I immediately change my words...
"That's pretty much it..."
Anyi's peripheral vision inadvertently caught sight of Qian Weiran running around outside without changing her shoes, which made him frown. Without his consent, he picked her up without saying a word.
"Ah...what are you doing..."
Qian Weiran had no idea that he would be picked up directly, fearing that he would be thrown down, so he subconsciously wrapped his arms around An Yisi's neck. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.
"I'm recovering from my illness. What kind of trouble are you going to make if you don't wear shoes..."
An Yisi's tone was soft, with a reproachful tone, showing doting, extremely gentle, and slightly dyed. He looked at An Yisi blankly, thinking that he was hallucinating. Did this guy smoke today? So.
Not normal.
"I'm sick?" What does that mean? How could she be sick?
"Yes... you are sick..."
The sunken dimples at the corners of the mouth exude a charming light, and the curved corners of the mouth reveal an unconcealable smile.
"You're the one who's sick..." Qian Weiran realized now that this guy was scolding her. Damn, he was so stupid.
However, she could only adapt to An Yisi like this. It was too gentle and unreal. She felt dreamy and untouchable.
"Idiot... you have been in a coma for many days... Now, just wake up, you must pay attention to rest..."
An Yisi rubbed his lightly dyed and scattered hair out of habit.
"Coma?" No! How could she be unconscious? Could it be that she was kissed by Su Zimo... The memory began to return to the kiss that day...
Notice that someone's face started to turn red and kept turning red...
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