The only time Qiao wanted to shrink back was that it was already too late.
She just felt that she must be crazy.
In the ward before dawn, she was coaxed and begged by Rong Juan. She didn't even know what happened. In short, she was confused, her mind was dizzy, her heartbeat was thundering, and her whole body felt uncomfortable. However, she couldn't make a living.
Open, but don't want to break away.
Rong Juan didn't expect to go directly to the last step.
He originally wanted to coax her to help him like he did last night, but who knew that the person who had a bad temper last night turned out to be extremely well-behaved and cooperative today. The two people's breaths were intertwined and they were closely attached to each other, and gradually they lost control.
It wasn't until that moment that Rong Juan discovered that he was not the only one who was emotional.
As a result, things become even more out of control.
From dusk to dawn, the "Do Not Disturb" sign outside the ward door never went out.
…
At around ten o'clock in the morning, Rong Zhuozheng and Xu Tingrong arrived at the hospital from the airport and went straight upstairs to visit their son.
When he entered, Rong Juan was sitting by the hospital bed struggling to put on a shirt. His left hand was obviously injured and hung around his neck, but he would rather hang his arm in the air to put on the sleeve.
Xu Tingrong became angry when she saw him like this. Before she could say any words of distress or comfort, she stepped forward and hit him, saying, "Do you really love beauty so much? Can you stop for a while because your hand is injured? I can't wear this sleeve."
What can I do? Who is looking at you?"
Rong Zhuozheng also frowned, obviously disapproving of his move.
"Mom!" Rong Juan avoided Xu Tingrong's arm and said, "Who do you think is watching? The only one is watching!"
When Xu Tingrong heard this, she immediately stopped and looked around the ward, "Where's the only one?"
"I went downstairs to take out the trash." Rong Juan replied.
Xu Tingrong was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then said: "Isn't there a cleaner? What kind of garbage are you throwing downstairs?"
Rong Juan was startled and did not answer. He turned around and continued to compete with his shirt.
Xu Tingrong couldn't help but hit him again and said, "I have been taking care of you for so many days, but she has never seen you. Do you deserve to go to such trouble? Hang your hand back!"
"That's not okay." Rong Juan said, "Why is it that today is the first time that the only one is going to our house? I have to be neat and tidy, and I can't let her feel slighted."
After hearing this, Xu Tingrong felt that what he said was reasonable, and then she suddenly realized something and said: "Then I have to ask the kitchen to make some special dishes! It's already this time, and I don't know if it's too late!"
As she spoke, she walked to the window with her cell phone and made a call.
Rong Zhuo stood at the end of the hospital bed for a moment, and suddenly asked: "Where are the sheets?"
At this moment, the hospital bed where Rong Juan was sitting only had quilts and mattresses, and the sheets... were indeed missing.
Rong Juan suddenly stiffened again.
At the same time, Qiao Weiwei, who had just walked to the door of the ward with a new sheet in his arms, froze there.
As soon as the light in the ward changed, everyone inside looked over. Rong Juan immediately stood up and ran over to pull the stiff Qiao Weiwei into the room.
"Youyi, this is my dad, that's my mother, you have met us last time." Rong Juan stood behind Qiao Yiwei, pressing his body against her as a backing.
Qiao Weiwei came back to his senses and said hello quickly: "Hello, uncle, hello, aunt."
Rong Zhuozheng nodded, responded, and said: "Hello, Wei Yi."
Xu Tingrong had already hung up the phone, walked over quickly, pulled Qiao Weiwei over and said, "Weiwei, we have really worked hard for you this time. We asked you to help us take care of Rong Juan for these days. Look at you, you are so tired and thin.
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"It's not hard." Qiao Weiwei said, "I didn't do anything."
"How can it not be hard work? I don't know how troublesome my son can be..." Xu Tingrong said, looking at the thing in her arms and saying, "What's going on with this sheet? What's wrong with this bed sheet?"
It's enough for the cleaner or nurse to come and change it, why do you have to go and get it yourself?"
Qiao Weiyi's ears turned red for a moment and he was speechless.
"Mom!" Rong Juan said quickly, "Can you please leave it alone? Youyi has packed my luggage for me. Check to see if there is anything missing! Dad, go ask the doctor and see if there is anything else.
There’s nothing to note—”
Rong Zhuozheng glanced at him, turned around and walked out.
Xu Tingrong walked to the bathroom while looking around.
Seeing that both of them were taken away, Qiao Weiwei finally couldn't hold it any longer, turned his head and ran into Rong Juan's arms, feeling ashamed to see anyone.
Rong Juan quickly used his good hand to protect her, chuckled, and said: "It's okay, it's okay, what's the big deal..."
Qiao Weiwei was annoyed and bit him hard on the chest.
Rong Juan snorted, but just smiled and hugged her tighter.
…
After being discharged from the hospital, Rong Juan rested at home for two days before returning to school with his arm hanging.
Originally, he was planning to rest for a few more days, but when he stayed at home for two days, the little woman didn't even look at him, and only called and texted him. How could he bear this? He had to go back to school early.
.
So on this day, Qiao Weiwei had just walked out of the classroom where he had finished class with his roommate, and was blocked at the door by Rong Juan.
There were a lot of looks and cheers around, but Rong Juan was not afraid of this, so he swaggeringly took Qiao's only hand and left.
The place to eat is still in the cafeteria. In fact, Rong Juan is already tired of eating in the cafeteria. However, she has a club activity to participate in at noon, so she can only make do with it.
"Honey, can you cook?" Rong Juan asked.
"No." Qiao Yiwei replied without raising his head.
"Then you can learn from it!"
"Why do you want to learn this?"
"Make it for me to eat!" Rong Juan replied calmly.
Qiao Weiwei rolled his eyes at him and said, "The dormitory building does not allow you to own things. If you are caught, you will be reported."
Rong Juan immediately laughed, "Who told you to do it in the dormitory?"
"Otherwise, where else can we make it?" Qiao Weiwei said, "Can I work in the cafeteria and cook it for you?"
Rong Juan just smiled.
A week later, Qiao Weiyi knew why Rong Juan wanted her to learn to cook.
Because he actually got himself a house next to the school!
The euphemistic name is: it is to have your own space and facilitate learning.
But how could Qiao Yiwei not know what he was planning?
However, even though she knew his intentions clearly in her heart, some things were ultimately unavoidable——
That night, after the lively warm-up party, all the people who came to the party dispersed in a hurry. Only Qiao was forced to stay and could not walk out of the door.
It wasn't until the next morning that the two of them went out together again and walked into the school gate together.
Since then, Qiao Weiwei was abducted from the dormitory building by Rong Juan every now and then, and he would be abducted all night long.