You have Bai Yueguang, why are you in such a hurry when I choose a male model?

The three of them didn't continue this topic because if they talked about it too much, it would make people feel that their vision when they were young was really bad.

A few of them talked about the future, dreams, travel and so on.

The conversation continued until six o'clock in the evening when Fu Nanfeng came in carrying a cake.

Fu Nanfeng came in carrying a cake and flowers, with a smile on his face that never stopped.

Behind him followed Fu Xipei and Philna, who was shamelessly trying to follow him.

Philna was dressed very delicately and beautifully today. She wore a black lace shirt on the upper body, plaid suit pants on the lower body, and a beige coat on the outside. Her red hair attracted the attention of the three girls as soon as she came in.

When Philna walked in, a bright smile appeared on her face. She was holding a big bag in her hand. It looked bulging and must have contained a lot of things.

Fu Xipei was standing aside in casual clothes, with his head slightly tilted and a hint of impatience on his face.

"Miss Philna, why are you here?" Song Buci saw the two people behind Fu Nanfeng and showed a surprised expression on his face.

She could understand Fu Xipei coming, after all, Fu Nanfeng was his brother.

But Miss Philna was here too, which made Song Buci a little bit unbelievable.

"I heard it's your birthday today, so I came to give you a gift." He walked forward a few steps and put the bag in her arms.

But after seeing that her hands were wrapped in plaster, Philna picked them up again and put them in a corner.

"Put it here and take it down when your hands can move again." Philna said with a smile.

"Okay, okay!" Song Buci nodded frantically with the smile on his face never fading.

Gradually, more and more people came into the ward, and the originally spacious ward became crowded.

Several people from the orchestra came, even Gu He came, which was something Song Buci had not expected.

Gu He looked at Song Buci who was sitting on the hospital bed. He opened his mouth and said, "I'm sorry..."

When Song Buci heard his apology, he was a little confused for a moment, and his eyes changed when he looked at him.

"When I was friends with Shen Yanzhou and the others, I watched you being bullied without helping you. I apologize to you for that." Gu He took the initiative to explain.

At that time, Gu He seemed gentle and refined, but he was actually indifferent in his bones. Apart from painting, he always watched things with a cold eye.

It wasn't until he saw the three of them on the beach with smiles on their faces that he had never seen before that his cold heart gradually collapsed.

Later in the studio he would occasionally paint portraits of the three of them, but of course more often it was of Song Buci.

Gu He will never forget the sight of standing on the surfboard and rushing out of the big waves.

So when Gu He heard Sheng Li say those words in the hospital that day, he couldn't hold it in any longer.

The already precarious relationship between the four of them broke down at that moment.

When Song Buci heard that he was apologizing for something that happened in the past, he looked at him with a smile on his face and did not say that he accepted his apology, nor did he say that he didn't need to care.

Whether to accept his apology or not is not her turn to answer.

Because the person who needs to give the answer is no longer here.

Seeing that Song Buci did not answer, Gu He felt a little flustered. He handed over his gift to break the awkwardness.

"A birthday present for you."

"Thank you." Song Buci thanked with a smile.

The people who came later piled their gifts aside, all of them afraid that Song Buci would be too bored lying in bed and would come over to chat with her.

Everyone sang birthday song to Song Buci and watched her blow out the candles. Then the fireworks went off and everyone cheered happily.

It was like celebrating Song Buci's new life.

Finally, everyone stood on both sides of the bed holding the cut cake, with big smiles on their faces, shouting: "Song Buci, happy birthday!"

The housekeeper standing in front of them took out his camera and recorded the scene with a smile.

There was a little cream on the tip of Song Buci's nose. Even though she was wearing a white and blue striped hospital gown and looked pale, she was very happy at the moment.

The loneliness and solitude of her previous life filled her heart at this moment, making her want to cry.

The birthday party ended quickly, and before leaving, they all spontaneously tidied the ward back to its original state.

The bustling ward gradually became quiet, and suddenly only Song Buci and Fu Nanfeng were left in the ward.

Fu Nanfeng was not idle. He went into the bathroom, brought out a basin of hot water, and carefully wiped Song Buci's face and hands with a towel.

After wiping, Fu Nanfeng called the nurse in to wipe Song Buci's body and change his clothes.

After everything was done, Fu Nanfeng came in from the corridor. At this time, Song Buci had already lay down with the help of the nurse.

"Why don't you go back and rest?" Song Buci looked at him and asked.

Fu Nanfeng answered her by taking out a set of pajamas from the bag next to him and said, "I'll rest here." Then he took the towel and pajamas and went into the bathroom.

Song Buci's eyes widened. This guy wouldn't want to live here, right?

Is it fun to live in her ward full of disinfectant instead of living in a nice big bungalow?

Fu Nanfeng washed very quickly. After coming out with wet hair, he went to find a hair dryer to blow dry his hair.

Song Buci's eyes were almost cross-eyed, but the other party still ignored her.

"Fu Nanfeng——" Song Buci couldn't stand it anymore and shouted at him, "Go back quickly!"

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—" The sound of the hair dryer was so loud that it drowned out Song Buci's voice.

"Fu Nanfeng!" Song Buci continued to shout.

"Whoohoo-"

In the end, Song Buci gave up and looked at his lean and strong back with a look of despair.

After drying his hair, Fu Nanfeng put the hair dryer away, put on a coat and sat at the table.

"Would you like some water?" Fu Nanfeng asked, looking at the cup beside him.

Song Buci shook her head and said with gritted teeth, "Go back and live here. I don't want you here."

"That won't work." Fu Nanfeng refused, his azure eyes fixed on her and he said, "After this incident, I think it's better for me to be more assertive."

"I want to stay by your side all the time so that this kind of thing won't happen."

He blamed himself for not being with Song Buci that day.

But Fu Nanfeng was not wrong, he just didn't want Song Buci to squeeze into the milk tea shop.

"If the bad guys want to catch me, I will catch them even if they wait for ten or twenty days. Why do you think so much?" Song Buci looked at him and snorted. Finally, he said impatiently, "Go back quickly. What are you doing living here?"

"You are not my husband, so it is not legitimate for you to be with me."

The name is not right and the words are not reasonable...

Fu Nanfeng raised his hand and touched the ring on his ring finger again, calming himself down again and again.

"No need to refuse..." Fu Nanfeng stared at her, his tone more resolute than ever before, "I've decided to be with you for the rest of my life."

"Even if I'm nameless and without status, I'll follow you."