Quick Wear: But I just want to be a little transparent

A new bed was pushed into the ward.

Zheng Lanxing was half leaning on the other bed, holding a half-eaten pear in his hand.

He took a look and instructed, "Peel the apple in the basket."

Song Xun held the fruit knife and never put it down: "...You haven't finished eating what you have in your hand."

Zheng Lanxing: "I'll finish eating once you've peeled it."

All right. Song Xun peeled the last remaining apple. He was very focused while peeling the fruit. His neatly trimmed hair fell softly on his forehead, and his expression was serious and a little solemn.

A thin strip of fruit peel remained intact and fell into a trash can full of fruit peels.

Zheng Lanxing stared at the young man beside the bed without moving. He found that Chen Jinyan really had no temper at all, just like a newborn hedgehog, even the thorns wrapped around him were soft.

The reason why he asked Chen Jinyan to come was very simple, he simply couldn't swallow this humiliation.

If you count them up, he has been tormented by Chen Jinyan a lot. He can't just let it go like this. If he wants to fight, he is still Chen Pei's younger brother. Zheng Lanxing asked him to come here this time just to torture him.

Song Xun washed the peeled apple and handed it to Zheng Lanxing.

He peeled the apple into a very round piece without any bumps.

Zheng Lanxing still found something to be picky about: "It's inconvenient to hold it this big, cut it into pieces for me."

Song Xun glanced at his intact hands, swallowed his anger, found a plate, and cut the meat into pieces and arranged them on the plate.

"Okay."

Zheng Lanxing seemed satisfied and took it with one hand.

At the same time, the mission completed prompt sounded.

Song Xun's eyes lit up and he felt happy instantly, and the depression from being enslaved for the whole morning also disappeared.

He thought about what he was doing when the task prompt appeared. He was peeling an apple for Zheng Lanxing.

Song Xun felt that he had found the key to completing the task.

996 couldn't bear it any longer: "You think the mission was completed because of an apple?"

There was too much disbelief in 996's voice, and Song Xun was unsure: "Isn't it?"

"I wonder what your brain is made of."

"You sound so ugly."

Song Xun felt a little uncomfortable after being hit. He thought about it again and seemed to understand.

He was just trying to please Zheng Lanxing.

So that's what mission accomplished?

Song Xun looked at Zheng Lanxing: "Do you want to eat more? I'll peel some for you."

"No thanks." Zheng Lanxing had a strange expression on his face. He put the unfinished apple on the bedside table and picked up the crutch beside him.

Song Xun pushed the chair away and stood up to help him: "Why did you get up?"

"To the restroom."

That’s right. After all, he ate three apples and two pears in one morning, so Song Xun was not surprised.

He pushed open the toilet door and helped Zheng Lanxing in.

After waiting for a while, Zheng Lanxing raised his eyebrows: "Do you want to go to the bathroom together?"

Song Xun quickly let go of his hand. He had been ordered around by Zheng Lanxing all day and was a little slow to react.

"I'm going out. Call me if you need anything."

After closing the door, Song Xun sat on his bed.

It was only then that he realized a problem: tonight, he would sleep in the same room with Zheng Lanxing.

The ward was only separated by a rest room and the living room outside. His bed was moved to the rest room, only one meter away from Zheng Lanxing's bed.

Something is so wrong, this development is a bit strange.

The toilet door was opened, Zheng Lanxing came out, and stretched out his hand very naturally. Song Xun's mind was empty, and he reflexively stepped forward to support him.

He was not too tall compared to Zheng Lanxing. Zheng Lanxing put all his weight on the cane, but he still wanted Song Xun to help him.

Maybe Zheng Lanxing just couldn't stand him being idle.

Song Xun concluded that Zheng Lanxing had a lot of opinions about him.

Aunt Song brought us lunch, which consisted of three dishes and a soup, including both meat and vegetarian dishes. Apart from being a little light, there was nothing wrong with it.

Song Xun was already drooling at the pot of prawns in the middle.

Zheng Lanxing was not very satisfied and complained that the dishes were bland.

Aunt Song cleaned the dishes and didn't indulge him at all: "The doctor said you should eat light food during this period. We'll talk about it after you get better."

Zheng Lanxing was speechless.

"I'm sorry to bother you during this period." Aunt Song looked at Song Xun, "He has a bad temper, please bear with him."

"It's okay." Song Xun could see that she had a good relationship with Zheng Lanxing. She was not a caregiver, nor was she just a nanny. She was probably an elder that he had taken care of since childhood.

Aunt Song delivered the meal and left. At this time, Zheng Lanxing started a new round of nitpicking.

Just as Song Xun was about to pick up his chopsticks, Zheng Lanxing coughed lightly and didn't move his chopsticks for a long time. Song Xun followed his gaze and saw the box of prawns that he wanted to pick up.

Song Xun understood, put down his chopsticks and peeled the prawns without complaint, then respectfully put them into Zheng Lanxing's bowl.

Zheng Lanxing smiled with a curved lip, satisfied: "Eat it."

What an uncle! Song Xun silently complained in his heart.

Aunt Song’s dishes are better than Li Yueqin’s. Although they are light, they highlight the flavor of the ingredients themselves.

Song Xun doesn't like to talk while eating, and all his attention is focused on eating.

Zheng Lanxing put down his chopsticks, looked at Song Xun, who was sitting on the bed eating with his cheeks slightly bulging, and chuckled, "You're quite a eater."

Song Xun ignored him.

For the next half day, Zheng Lanxing probably had enough fun and didn't ask him to do anything.

The two of them were in the same space and lived in peace.

In the evening, Aunt Song brought dinner over and took the lunch box back.

The sky outside the window darkened. The TV was on and the host's voice could be heard from it.

Zheng Lanxing didn't pay attention to what was being broadcast on TV. It was not until this moment that he realized that he had done something stupid.

Song Xun was very busy today. He fell asleep as soon as he lay down on the bed and closed his eyes.

Listening to the light breathing sounds not far away, Zheng Lanxing's frown never relaxed.

He was not used to having anyone else in the room besides himself, and now there was someone lying on the bed, less than two meters away from him.

He was too impulsive and did another stupid thing.

Because of the presence of an extra person, Zheng Lanxing didn't sleep much that night and looked unhappy.

Song Xun didn't have the problem of being attached to his bed, and he slept until dawn. He noticed Zheng Lanxing's expression, but didn't care too much. In his impression, Zheng Lanxing never had a good expression.

If one day Zheng Lanxing really smiles at me gently, that would be the time to be terrified.

Aunt Song was too late in the morning, so Song Xun went downstairs to buy breakfast by herself.

Zheng Lanxing had difficulty with his legs, so he set up a small table on the bed, considerately opened the breakfast and placed it on the table.

Aunt Song mentioned what Zheng Lanxing liked to eat, and Song Xun specially picked some and bought them back.

Seeing the breakfast on the table, Zheng Lanxing's face, which had been gloomy all night, brightened up.

Without saying anything more, he lowered his head and started eating.