Xiaoshi's tears welled up in an instant. At that moment, she just wanted to throw herself into his arms, hug him tightly and cry out.
However, she didn't. Even though the hands holding him were trembling, she just stood half a meter away from him, biting her lips tightly and weeping silently.
Half a meter, maybe this is the shortest distance they can maintain.
Silent, perhaps this is the most intimate confession they can have.
Cheng Yiyuan also walked slowly facing the wind of the river, standing behind Xiao Shi, as if explaining to Shao Ting: "I was going to take her away, but she didn't say anything and just waited for you here"
His voice was scattered in the river wind, and there was an indescribable loneliness.
Before helping Shaoting get into the car, Xiaoshi stared at him with tears in his eyes.
The blood is still pouring out continuously, which is shocking. The dark red liquid permeated the handkerchief and dripped onto Zhou Shaoting's pure white shirt, like a lonely red plum blooming in the snow field, beautiful and tragic.
Those blood-red flowers were reflected in Xiaoshi's black eyes, and petal by petal they fell into her heart, stuck to her heart, and merged into her blood.
She knew that she could no longer deceive herself and keep this man out of her heart.
Xiaoshi's injury was not serious, and the doctor gave him medicine and bandaged it, and he was fine. And her psychological trauma was replaced by tension and anxiety at this time, and she had no time to take care of it.
Because Zhou Shaoting was seriously injured.
The wound on his head was open, and he needed eight stitches, and the blow caused a slight concussion. The doctor ordered him to be hospitalized for a week with medication.
Days of exhausting thinking had seriously drained his mind, and now he was relaxed, feeling extremely tired.
The cold liquid medicine slowly flowed into the veins, Zhou Shaoting couldn't hold back and fell into a drowsy sleep. Before he closed his eyes, his gaze stayed on the worried face of the girl beside the bed.
In the past two days, the company has accumulated a lot of things. Although Cheng Yiyuan was reluctant to leave, he had to go back to Yijiang to deal with it. Jin Xin took the initiative to ask Ying to take care of Cheng Yiyao, who had just recovered from his fever and was still very weak, on his behalf.
Xiaoshi asked the people from Zhou's family to go back first, and told them to prepare some nutritious porridge and soup. She herself insisted on staying, saying that she must wait until Mr. Zhou woke up before leaving.
After a while, there were only the two of them left in the crowded ward.
Xiao Shi sat beside Shao Ting's bed, her eyes resting on his face, she was finally able to take a good look at him so quietly.
His forehead was wrapped with snow-white gauze, covering the wise forehead. The left eyebrow was also slightly injured, and a bean-sized blood scab formed. Her thin lips were pursed tightly and her brows were slightly furrowed. Even in her sleep, her expression was still so stern and serious, as if she was trying her best to stretch her breath and refused to slack off.
Xiaoshi's heart suddenly ached violently.
Shao Ting, how have you been doing these past few years?
She stretched out her hand, trying to smooth the wrinkles between his brows, but stopped just before touching his skin. The slender and soft fingers trembled slightly, and then slowly, slowly, through a layer of air, they gently brushed across his eyebrows, his nose, his lips At last hesitating, he shook his hand carefully. little finger.
Once upon a time, they could walk on the road with their fingers intertwined to their heart's content, looking at each other with a smile, bright and boundless. Those memories, no need to recall, have always been there as clear as yesterday, but they lost each other.
Xiaoshi dutifully withdrew her hand, put it under her chin, looked at the man's sleeping face, and listened to the ticking of the wall clock, her thoughts gradually became blurred.
When Zhou Shaoting woke up, it was already evening. Dim skylight leaked in, and the ward was a little dark.
He propped up his upper body, and saw the girl lying beside the bed, his eyes suddenly softened, and his brows relaxed.
Xiao Shiben slept very lightly, and she woke up with a slight movement of the quilt. She rubbed her eyes, looked at the man sitting on the bed in a daze, then straightened up suddenly, and asked a lot of unnecessary words in embarrassment: "Are you awake?"
Zhou Shaoting's eyes were full of concern, but his tone sounded somewhat dissatisfied, "What are you doing here? Go back and rest soon!"
"I, I want to leave when you wake up." Xiao Shi whispered.
Seeing her almost aggrieved expression, Zhou Shaoting couldn't bear it, so he didn't drive her away again. In fact, why didn't he want to see her for a while longer?
When the patient woke up, Xiao Shi lost the calmness he had just now. He felt a little embarrassed and asked, "Well, are you thirsty? I'll get you a glass of water."
"No."
"Then, are you hungry? Would you like something to eat?
Weekly.
Kang Ning hugged Xiaoshi, but his eyes were on Zhou Shaoting. He was clearly looking at him, but his expression was as indifferent as if he hadn't seen anything.
Xiaoshi was uncomfortable being hooped, with a slight force on his arm, he struggled out of Kang Ning's arms with little effort.
Kang Ning didn't mind too much, so he took off Zhou Shaoting's clothes she was wearing, and then took off his thin jacket, carefully wrapping her in it, not forgetting to trim her sideburns affectionately broken hair.
These actions of his were natural and moderate, and Xiaoshi couldn't find a chance to refuse.
After finishing all this, Kang Ning gave Xiaoshi a loving smile, and then politely walked to Zhou Shaoting's bed, and said sincerely: "Mr. Zhou, thank you for your willingness to come forward and let my girlfriend be safe and sound Come back. We are very grateful! You rest well, and I will see you again.¡± (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com