Yu Wanfeng frowned: "Is it sweet? No way, there is not much sugar left. The ones I have tried are not sweet enough."
Zhong Chumian looked up at her, smiled and said nothing.
Did she not understand what he said?
Zhong Chumian smiled again.
Yu Wanfeng didn't bother to think about it, so she sat over and asked about the situation of the community hospital.
There are still many people queuing up to see a doctor, but the order is much better.
After chatting for a while, Zhong Chumian also finished eating the glutinous rice balls in his bowl, and the glutinous rice ball water was steaming, strand by strand.
Exudes the aroma of wheat.
Zhong Chumian reached out and shook Yu Wanfeng's hand: "What were you thinking when I was not around?"
Yu Wanfeng thought for a while, and said: "I'm thinking about how to arrange for other people if Lin Xiaowei is really sick. After thinking about it, what things should be packed for isolation."
Zhong Chumian smiled.
She has grown a lot, no longer just immersed in helplessness and sadness, but knows how to face the crisis reasonably.
He raised his hand to stroke her hair, and pulled her into his arms again.
"Xiaowan, is your birthday coming?" Zhong Chumian asked her.
Yu Wanfeng didn't expect him to know about this, nodded: "Well, there are still three days." After a pause, he smiled again: "If you are born a few days later, it will be Valentine's Day."
Zhong Chumian heard her rejoicing tone, and asked, "Don't you like being born on Valentine's Day?"
Yu Wanfeng raised her eyes: "It's not that I don't like it, but I think it's not worth it. If my birthday is on the same day as Valentine's Day, will we miss one holiday?"
Zhong Chumian laughed and rubbed her hair again.
Yu Wanfeng looked up at him, his eyes were a little bright.
She asked: "Zhong Chumian, aren't you afraid?"
"Huh?" Zhong Chumian stopped rubbing her hair, her eyes became soft and dark, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
Yu Wanfeng explained: "You are always comforting me, always calm, no matter how big the problem is, it seems that you can't panic."
At least that's how she felt.
Except for the matter of Xu Mingchuan that once tore apart his indifferent emotions and caused many waves, in the rest of the time, no matter what he faced, he was always calm and rational, standing by her side, analyzing all the pros and cons for her.
Yu Wanfeng used to feel that Zhong Chumian was young and mature, but now he is more stable and profound.
Sometimes, she even felt that Zhong Chumian was as calm as a bystander, not putting too much emotion into everything.
But thinking about it again, it has not always been like this.
For example, he would be happy because of her, angry because of his father, and sad because of Xu Mingchuan.
She couldn't explain how she felt.
Zhong Chumian looked at her for a while, then stretched out his hand, and hugged her into his arms.
"Xiaowan, because you are here, I can't be afraid."
If I am also afraid, no one can support you behind you.
Zhong Chumian lowered his head and kissed her hair.
Yu Wanfeng seemed to understand.
Because she was afraid, he couldn't be afraid.
Yu Wanfeng raised her hand and grabbed the corner of his clothes: "So when you went to the community hospital today, were you also worried?"
Zhong Chumian nodded: "Yes. It's okay."
Fortunately, nothing happened.
Yu Wanfeng smiled lightly, embraced him for a moment, and came out of his arms.
"I'll put the bowl down, and I won't come to say good night to you later. Go to bed early."
Zhong Chumian held her back: "Stay with me for a while, can you?"
Yu Wanfeng was stunned for a moment, and understood after a while. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com