When Su Lian woke up again, it was already the next night.
Entering the all-white ward, she wanted to escape from the pungent smell of disinfectant. The infusion needle pierced the clearly visible blood vessels in her left hand, slowly delivering the cold liquid.
His head was dizzy and he was not feeling well, but because of the strange environment around him, Su Lian was still very vigilant.
Next to the hospital bed was a strange and somewhat familiar figure, with short black hair that was a bit messy. He was probably very sleepy and was sleeping with his back to her in an inconspicuous manner.
His mind went blank for a moment. Su Lian didn't recognize who it was, but he also knew that he was probably sick, probably not serious enough, so he was sent to the hospital.
The soreness all over her body almost made her unable to stand upright. She struggled to reach the water on the table, but accidentally knocked over the half cup of slightly cold water.
The water stain soaked a large area of the quilt, and the glass fell to the ground with a crisp sound. Su Lian couldn't help but hissed, and reluctantly bent down to pick up the pieces.
Song Qinghe was also awakened by such a movement. Seeing that she had woken up at some point and there was a pile of debris on the ground, he quickly pressed her down:
"Lie down well. Why don't you know how to take a good rest even though you are sick?"
The familiar voice and tone made Su Lian feel dazed for a moment.
"Qinghe?"
But when he looked up, he saw Song Qinghe's profile.
She almost thought Qinghe was drunk just now. It seemed that she was really tired and confused recently.
Su Lian rubbed her temples and said a little cautiously:
"Mr. Song."
Song Qinghe was stunned for a moment when he heard the change in her title.
But he soon realized that he and Yugi were not the same person in front of her, and regained his normal calmness.
"Well, I heard that you were sick. I was passing by, so I came to take a look."
Swallowing down the concern that he almost wanted to express, he looked businesslike and pushed the fruit basket sent by other colleagues next to her towards her.
Su Lian breathed a sigh of relief, as she thought, he was just passing by.
"But your eyes..."
Su Lian said hesitantly. His eyes were almost bloodshot, and he looked like he was overtired.
He even looked a little drowsy, making people wonder if the rest he just had was just a short sleep after being busy for a long time.
"Mr. Song, why don't you take another break?"
Seeing that he didn't speak, Su Lian boldly suggested.
Unexpectedly, Song Qinghe actually nodded, and under Su Lian's surprised gaze, he sat back on the bed again.
Eyes facing each other.
The atmosphere was a little strange until Sister Li walked in carefree.
When she saw the two of them staring at each other on the hospital bed, Sister Li abruptly stopped walking forward and turned around to walk out.
"Hey Sister Li!"
Su Lian quickly waved her hand and said, the great god beside her was too cold and she couldn't hold it any longer.
Hearing this, Sister Li retracted her foot that she had just stepped out, turned her head and forced out a smile:
"Xiao Lian, I came to see you and brought you some fruit."
Su Lian nodded quickly, and then saw Sister Li put down the fruit and ran away immediately without looking back.
Su Lian:?
She has a fever, it’s not contagious!
The next second, she received a message on her phone. She lowered her head and saw that it was from Sister Li who had just left:
"Xiao Lian, I'm leaving first. Mr. Song will keep you company all day and night. You should seize the opportunity!"
one day one Night?
Su Lian was stunned for a moment and glanced at Song Qinghe, who was still resting with his eyes closed, feeling a little complicated.
With a tentative mentality, Su Lian used her mobile phone to send a message to the vx that Yizui Qinghe had added to her before.
"I am sick."
The phone on the corner of the table that didn't belong to me vibrated.
Is it possible...
Looking at Song Qinghe, her heart moved slightly.
Although this conjecture is too bold, at the moment...it doesn't seem impossible.
Therefore, when Song Qinghe opened his eyes, what came into view was Su Lian's unexplained smile.
"What's wrong?"
When he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was hoarse after not drinking water for too long.
"It's okay, Mr. Song, do you usually play games?"
Song Qinghe nodded subconsciously, then quickly shook his head.
"Not much fun."
"oh--"
Su Lian didn't expose him either, but she saw him panicking.
"Okay, please take a rest, I'm going to the company first."
He said in a deep voice, and then he possessed her and lifted up her quilt and tightened it. Su Lian was startled by his sudden approach and turned red, but she quickly returned to normal.
He doesn't seem to be as straight as he appears online.
I looked at my phone this year and saw that after Song Qinghe left, I heard a message from Yizui Qinghe’s account quickly.
"Why are you suddenly sick?"
Looking at his familiar profile picture and thinking of someone who just walked out of the ward, I couldn't help but feel a little funny.
But seeing the avatar under that account, Su Lian couldn't help but laugh.
It was a weird ice cream doll wearing a scarf, surrounded by a circle of red strawberries. This was a dessert Jiang Chen took when he and she had hot pot together.
At that time, she said that the bottom of the pot was too spicy, so Jiang Chen ran several streets to buy her shaved ice.
When he came back, the always pampered young man was sweating profusely because he was rushing back, but he still carefully handed her the packaged shaved ice:
"Eat it quickly, it's not melted yet."
only……
Su Lian looked at the account that had not responded to the message and frowned.
Maybe she was overthinking it, and he might have always regarded her as an ordinary friend.
and……
Thinking of the rumors she heard from the psychological counselor before, her eyebrows furrowed even more tightly.
What does it mean to be nice to a girl, and then immediately disappear when the girl is attracted to you, and lose contact and break up with you?
What does it mean that Young Master Jiang already has a fiancée whom he is married to? He will be married in half a year. He will be a golden boy and a beautiful girl who will make others envious.
What do you mean, he just likes the process of playing, but is not willing to take any responsibility.
Thinking of those people's mutterings, Su Lian didn't believe it at first, but after seeing with his own eyes the girl who they said was planning to commit suicide because Jiang Chen proposed breaking up, and who frequently came for psychological counseling, and she no longer received any messages from him.
Any news.
Su Lian's heart suddenly felt empty.
She didn't know why she felt like this.
There is not much discomfort, but it is too empty to be filled.
The corners of his lips curled up in mockery.
She knew early on that Jiang Chen was not a good person, but she didn't expect that he would be a complete emotional liar. Fortunately, she didn't have time to sink in yet.
If love is the sinking of free will, then fortunately she has not fallen too deep and has not been overwhelmed and imprisoned by his jokes.
Without any hesitation, in the next second, she decisively deleted and blocked the account information.