Sheng Yu slept until the afternoon. His mother was worried about her son, so she went home and saw that he was still running a fever. She dragged him to the hospital for an IV drip.

Sheng Yu was wearing a dark green loose short-sleeved shirt, smoky gray straight wide-leg trousers, and a pair of casual shoes.

Wearing a mask, revealing a pair of cold eyes and short black hair, he appeared in the hospital, tall, thin and fair-skinned, carrying a black cross-body chest packaged with tissues and an ID card.

Jiang Que came to the hospital for a check-up and suddenly stopped when passing by the infusion hall.

My attention was immediately drawn to the young man wearing a dark green short-sleeved shirt and a mask, sitting in the corner against the wall with his eyes closed and receiving an IV drip.

Jiang Que pursed his lips and looked for a while, then took out his cell phone and took a photo of the overly long corridor in the infusion room.

Ding.

Sheng Yu's cell phone rang.

Winter melon who loves milk tea: [Picture]

Donggua who loves milk tea: There is a lot of flu recently and many people have come to the hospital. Please be careful when you go out.

Sheng Yu, who was still drowsy and receiving an IV drip, suddenly woke up when he saw the picture sent by the other party.

I carefully compared the same corridor and infusion hall, as well as the photo of myself receiving infusion in the corner.

Sheng Yu stood up suddenly, his eyes moving among the people passing by, trying to find the owner of the photo.

But it seems... nothing was found.

Sheng Yu hurriedly sent a message to the other party.

Yuyu Syndrome: Are you in the People's Hospital? What's wrong with you? Do you have a cold?

The message Sheng Yu sent received no reply.

Sheng Yu suddenly stood up, startling Sheng's mother who was standing beside him: "Who did you see that made you so excited?"

After hearing what Sheng Ma said, Sheng Yu's breathing became a little heavier, and he looked around again without giving up.

Then he sat back down with his eyes downcast in disappointment: "No, I thought it was a classmate, I was mistaken."

Sheng Yu's hand that was receiving the infusion was placed back on the armrest, while the other hand held the phone, staring at the chat page waiting for messages.

When Mother Sheng saw that he was fine, she glanced at the medicine bottle, found that there was still more than half of the medicine left, and then lowered her head to continue watching videos.

After waiting for a long time, about ten minutes later, the other party finally replied to him.

Donggua who loves drinking milk tea: I don’t have a cold, I was injured a while ago and went for a check-up today.

Donggua who loves milk tea: How did you know I was in the People's Hospital and you were there too? Are you from City A too?

Sheng Yu stared at the two messages over and over again. Wearing a mask, he didn't even notice that the corners of his mouth were raised.

There is a sense of impact in my heart as if I have broken through the dimensional wall.

The person in the phone is no longer illusory, but someone who actually lives in the same city as him.

Yuyu Syndrome: Yeah, I’m there too.

Jade Syndrome: You just... took a picture of me. [Picture]

Sheng Yu sent the photo back, but the difference was that he circled himself in the corner receiving an IV drip in red.

Donggua who loves milk tea: Is this you? What a coincidence, I just walked out from there. Are you covering yourself so tightly because you are afraid that others will take pictures and infringe your portrait rights?

In the photo, Sheng Yu is wearing a mask and leaning against the wall with his eyes closed. Because he is far away, nothing can be seen except his general outline.

Sheng Yu typed without thinking.

Jade Syndrome: You are not someone else.

The message was sent, but the other party didn't reply.

Sheng Yu looked at the chat history again and again, thinking that he had said something wrong, and wanted to withdraw it, but found that this broken software did not have such a function.

Unable to withdraw, Sheng Yu simply struck while the iron was hot.

Yuyu Syndrome: I like you very much. We have been together for so long, you should be able to feel it. Should we give it a try?

Yuyu Syndrome: Although there are many things we don’t understand, we can take it slow. If this relationship makes you feel uncomfortable, you can terminate it at any time.

Jade syndrome: (cute starry eyes)

These messages seemed to have fallen on deaf ears.

There was no movement until Sheng Yu finished the infusion and went back.

This silence is undoubtedly a rejection.

Sheng Yu felt a little unhappy.

Because there was no one at home to cook, he went to the store to eat a bowl of noodles. His mother stayed in the store to help, and Sheng Yu went home to rest.

As a result, I accidentally fell asleep on the bed, and in the dark room, the screen of the mobile phone thrown aside suddenly lit up.

The person he had been waiting for for a long time only sent one word - OK.

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