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"Boom!"

A loud bang exploded in Song Beiyou's head, leaving her vision blank for a moment.

Dumbly looked back at Jia Buxiu, "What did you say?"

Jia Buxiu recklessly reached out and pinched Song Beiyou's face, "Wake up, Miss Song."

Your heart has clearly told you that you are worried about Duan Yao, that you are anxious about Duan Yao, and that you are afraid that Duan Yao will die.

This is pure, unadulterated liking!

Song Beiyou was brought back to his senses by Jia Buxiu's pinching. "But if it were you who was in trouble and about to die, I would also be nervous and sad, wouldn't I?"

Jia Buxiu, “…”

This is truly a very auspicious sign!

Why use him as an example out of the blue?

With a helpless sigh, he thought for a moment and said, "How about this, let me give you another example."

For example, let me give you an example: if I had another woman around me, if I got a girlfriend, would you be unhappy?

Song Beiyou shook his head, "Of course not, I'd be very happy, congratulations on starting a relationship."

Jia Buxiu snapped his fingers at her, "Very good! Continue."

Now let's change the person to Duan Yao, the Third Master. If he falls in love and gets a girlfriend, and this girlfriend isn't you, but is prettier than you, would you still be unhappy?

I'll give you five minutes to think it over. Don't rush to answer me.

Song Beiyou gasped the moment Jia Buxiu finished speaking.

I was wondering what the problem was.

However, she couldn't deny that her heart skipped a beat when she heard the question.

Now that Jia Buxiu had reminded him, he started to think about it seriously.

What if Duan Yao is in a relationship?

What if Duan Yao got a girlfriend?

Is this girlfriend prettier than her?

Will she be happy?

......

Only a minute had passed, but Song Beiyou had already shaken his head sharply at Jia Buxiu, saying bluntly, "I'll be unhappy."

She couldn't even imagine that such a day would come.

She would envy the woman who could stand beside Duan Yao.

Jia Buxiu clapped his hands again in the enclosed carriage. "So, tell me, isn't this answer obvious?"

Stop deceiving yourself, my Yu!

Song Beiyou calmed down and pursed her lips tightly.

After turning off the hazard lights, Jia Buxiu smiled helplessly and stepped on the gas to continue driving towards Jinxiu Villa.

During this time, he did not speak to Song Beiyou again, so as not to disturb her thoughts.

Song Beiyou didn't look at him either, and once again turned to look out the window.

It wasn't until the bright green sports car drove into the underground parking lot of Jinxiu Villa and Jia Buxiu told Song Beiyou that they had arrived that she turned around.

This time, as soon as I turned around, I noticed that her expression was no longer as troubled as when I picked her up at the hospital in the capital.

Instead, you could see a faint smile at the corner of her mouth.

Immediately afterward, just as Jia Buxiu was still not quite understanding, he heard her say, "I've thought it through very clearly. I do indeed like Duan Yao."

He's in my heart.

"Wow~" Jia Buxiu exclaimed with admiration.

Seeing Song Beiyou cheerfully push open the car door and get out, he called out to her back, "This is the Song Beiyou I know!"

Don't overthink it, be decisive, and don't waste your time!

Song Beiyou was in a good mood. After taking a hot bath and cooking something to eat at home, he set off for the Capital Hospital.

...

A cold front swept through Beijing in the middle of the night, bringing wind and the first snowfall of the year.

The snow was light, falling softly and lightly on the bluestone road.

Song Beiyou got out of the ride-hailing car and jogged towards the VIP inpatient department, familiar with the area.

Her footprints were left on the road where she had stepped, but they were quickly covered by the newly fallen snow.

It's easy to see that her steps were much more cheerful than when she left.

Duan Yao's post-operative ward is located on the top floor of the VIP inpatient department, with a beautiful, spacious and bright environment.

When they arrived, the siblings Yan Ge and Yan Dong were still waiting at the door.

The two of them always seemed to be full of energy, no matter the time.

Upon seeing Song Beiyou approach, they immediately stood up from their seats and said in unison, "Miss Song."

Song Beiyou was clearly in a good mood, and a rare smile appeared on her lips. "You guys go back and rest. I'll stay tonight."

Yan Ge let out a sharp "Ha!" and said, "Isn't that a bad idea, Song..."

Before she could finish speaking, Yan Dong covered her mouth and dragged her away.

"Waaah, what are you doing?" A strained voice came from Yan Ge's mouth.

Yan Dong was utterly exasperated, lamenting his brother's lack of intelligence and emotional intelligence. "Didn't you see? Miss Song is like a gentle breeze; she's completely changed."

Why did things change? They even offered to stay overnight; even a dog could tell.

"You'd better get out of here!"

strict,"......"

He doesn't know!

Wouldn't he be even worse than a dog?

...

Song Beiyou pushed open the ward door, revealing a large interior.

Song Beiyou took a few steps forward, looked through the screen in front of him, and could see a clean white hospital bed in the large room.

And, the familiar figure lying on the hospital bed.

Without pausing, she continued forward and sat down on the wooden chair beside the hospital bed.

Duan Yao is still in a coma after surgery, and he is very quiet.

Song Beiyou was sitting in a position that faced his left side. His skin was still healthy except for being a little pale. He had a high nose bridge and thick eyelashes, but they weren't very long.

A very perfect face, almost flawless.

Song Beiyou sat languidly in his chair, his hands slightly clasped in front of his chest, his gaze fixed on Duan Yao's face.

The window wasn't completely closed; a small crack remained.

A breeze slipped in through the gap; it was a little cool, but it didn't bother me.

The more a hospital is, the more important it is to ensure good indoor air circulation.

Seeing this, Song Beiyou slightly raised himself from the chair and reached out to tuck the blanket around Duan Yao so that he wouldn't catch a cold from the cold wind.

Song Beiyou carefully and slowly completed all the movements, making sure not to disturb Duan Yao's rest.

Once she was satisfied, she slowly uttered her name as she sat down, "Duan Yao."

Wake up when you've had enough rest.

"Once you wake up, I'll agree to date you."

......

The night was long, and the snow outside was falling heavier and heavier.

In the middle of the night, Song Beiyou got up and closed the window tightly, then lay down casually on the sofa in the ward.

I slept soundly until dawn.

The first thing she did upon waking was to look at Duan Yao, who was still in the same sleeping position as last night. She felt a little disappointed, but not too much.

The golden 48 hours after surgery have only passed 10 to 20 hours, so there's no rush.

The snow outside has stopped, and the sun is shining brightly, with several rays streaming in through the window.

Song Beiyou looked out the window and then glanced at the time on his phone. It was time to go to Imperial University; he had an important annual exam to take today.

I quickly washed up in the ward and then left.

Just as she stepped outside, she ran into Xie Jingbai and Yan Dong. With them there, Song Beiyou felt at ease.

He gave a few instructions, said he would come back after the exam, and then left without looking back.

Lou Yue arrived about fifteen minutes after Song Beiyou left.

This time, she knocked on the ward door as soon as she arrived.