Stealing the moonlight into my arms

That night, Fu Runing was lying on her bed, about to fall asleep, when she heard a knock on the wall.

She had originally not intended to pay attention.

But the person in the room didn't seem to intend to give up, and he knocked on the wall from time to time.

If she hadn't known that Xiao Jingting lived across the street, any uninformed person who came to the house and heard such a noise in the middle of the night would probably think that there was something mysterious going on in their house...

Fu Runing lay flat on the bed, looking at the ceiling, her ankles swinging casually. She was not in a tantrum, but just wanted to know what else the idiot in the next room could do.

Five minutes later, the idiot was still knocking on the wall.

Fu Runing ignored him and just listened for five minutes.

Next, her phone vibrated twice, and it was a message from Xiao Jingting.

"Let's find time to get the surgery. Three out of five doctors say it's necessary. It's not a big deal and the recovery period is quick."

Xiao Jingting was talking about her atrial septal defect surgery, which she had been delaying. In addition, her father was seriously ill a while ago, so she was not in the mood to think about her own affairs.

The atrial septal defect is indeed not serious, and she has not had symptoms very often, only once or twice in recent years. As long as she doesn't stay up late and doesn't do too strenuous exercise, she will be fine.

She saw five doctors, and three of them recommended surgery because she had not given birth yet and there was no guarantee that there would be any additional problems during future pregnancies, such as increased heart load.

Xiao Jingting remembered this matter better than she did.

After Fu Runing considered it, she still replied:

“I’m afraid of surgery.”

In the next room, Xiao Jingting looked at the message with a slightly dim look in his eyes.

Fu Runing had a uterine cleaning operation because of the miscarriage of her first child. It was a serious trauma for her.

After a while, he sent a message: "It's just a minor operation, there's no wound."

Fu Runing turned over and lay on the bed to type. She decided to tease this idiot.

"I heard that anesthesia reactions are quite funny. I saw a lot of people talking nonsense after surgery on short videos. I don't know what they will say when they get to that point."

Xiao Jingting: "Watch less short videos, they are very harmful"

Fu Runing: "It would be so embarrassing if I spilled all my shameful secrets. What if I told everyone who I had a crush on in elementary school, who I liked in junior high, and who I've been obsessed with since college? Wouldn't that make people laugh to death?"

Xiao Jingting stared at the text, his brows slightly furrowed.

Fu Runing has successfully shifted the topic from whether to have surgery to how many people she likes.

Xiao Jingting replied: "It doesn't matter who you had a crush on in elementary school. Who can remember something that happened so long ago? Besides, you were only a few years old in elementary school. It's nothing."

"Since you had someone you couldn't forget in college and didn't pursue them, it means it's no big deal. Just let it go."

Fu Runing leaned forward to read the news, supporting her chin with both hands and tapping her face lightly with her fingers from time to time.

Why is this idiot analyzing seriously?

She clicked on the quote and asked him, "Why is it no big deal?"

Xiao Jingting: "If you really want it, then you must get it."

Fu Runing lay on the bed, swinging her legs.

Tsk, that's true.

How can she be so strong?

After a long while, Fu Runing sent another message: "Stop knocking on the wall, I'm going to sleep."

"it is good."

Putting down the phone, Fu Runing turned off the lights and continued lying on the bed in a daze.

Xiao Jingting mentioned her elementary school and her university, but skipped her junior high school.

Does he think that she must have liked her deskmate Xiao Yanting in junior high school?

So I simply didn't mention it at all, for fear of embarrassing myself.

Oh, this insecure kid.

Just before she was about to go to sleep, the phone rang again.

Another piece of news from Xiao Jingting——

“I haven’t had a dissociative episode in a long time.”

Fu Runing looked at the message in the dark, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously rose.

She had told him before that she at least wanted a partner who was healthy both physically and mentally.

He is now telling her that he has achieved mental health.

Fu Runing has read it but has not replied.

Looking back, it seemed like Xiaoting hadn't appeared for a long time. To some extent, she still liked Xiaoting very much.

Xiaoting can coax people with her mouth, and she can express her emotions without restraint, although it may seem a bit extreme.

If only Xiao Jingting could share half of Xiaoting's willfulness, how happy he would be.

Fu Runing slept until dawn without any dreams.

When she got up in the morning, the idiot next door had already left.

Fu Runing stood in the empty room. The bed was neatly folded and the four-piece suit was taken off and placed aside, restoring it to the state it was in when he first moved in.

However, the clothes in the closet were all neatly arranged, and not a single piece was taken away.

Fu Runing walked out of the room and went downstairs.

When Wen Lan saw her get up, he couldn't help but mutter a few words: "Ningning, you still have to have that heart surgery as soon as possible. Although it's not a big deal, the doctor said it must be done. Are you afraid of such a small operation when you are so old? If you think your second uncle and I don't understand, wouldn't it be better to let Jing Ting accompany you to the surgery?"

Fu Runing raised her eyebrows. It turned out that the idiot was not that stupid. He was waiting here.

She remembered the 'Xiao Jingting User Manual' she had summarized before, which was that he had to do things so that he would feel needed.

But now he takes the initiative to build a ladder, how can it not be considered progress?