After becoming the personal model of the boss

Zhou Shangan froze on the bed, looking at He Xiancheng motionlessly.

The two looked at each other, and after a while, He Xiancheng smiled first.

The man at the door was wearing a black coat, his stern brows softened with a smile.

On the hospital bed, Zhou Shang'an's face was pale, and he still just stared at He Xiancheng in a daze, unable to tell whether he was happy or shocked.

For a moment he felt that he was dreaming.

In the dream, the person he had been looking forward to for a long time stood in front of him again.

But now, he couldn't tell what it was like.

He must have been happy to see He Xiancheng a long time ago.

But now, he can't tell the difference, the emotions intertwined in his heart are complicated, with mixed feelings, fear seems to be better than expectation.

Luo Xiao noticed Zhou Shang'an's expression, looked back, saw He Xiancheng standing at the door, froze for a moment, and rushed to meet him.

"Hey, Teacher He, I told you that you don't need to go in person." Luo Xiao and He Xiancheng greeted each other with friendly smiles, "Quick, come in and have a seat." He Xiancheng put the breakfast on the table and said softly: "It's okay, It should."

Luo Xiao's eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, and she smiled kindly. She smiled, stopped talking, walked to the bedside, and poured tea for He Xiancheng.

He Xiancheng looked at Zhou Shangan on the bed.

Ever since He Xiancheng entered the door, Zhou Shang'an has been staring at He Xiancheng all the time, and he still does it now, but he still doesn't say a word.

Looking at He Xiancheng again, the man's dark eyes were deep and oppressive, filled with too many things.

Zhou Shangan's heart trembled when he saw it, but he finally turned his eyes away.

He Xiancheng's deep voice sounded next to his ear, and He Xiancheng asked Zhou Shang'an, "Shang'an, do you feel better?"

Zhou Shangan looked out the window and was stunned.

The weather was gloomy for the past two days, but today the sun came out after a long time outside, and the green leaves on the treetops outside the window seemed to be shining brightly.He Xiancheng's tone was calm, as if the two were friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time.

He Xiancheng came to visit him, as if nothing had happened between them.

It was so peaceful, so peaceful that it made people feel uncomfortable.

Inexplicably, Zhou Shang'an didn't like the current atmosphere very much.

He frowned slightly, but did not answer He Xiancheng.

After a while, Zhou Shangan turned to Luo Xiao and said, "Uncle Luo, what's going on? How long have I been asleep?"

He was vaguely impressed.

At the station, he was waiting for Luo Xiao. He stood up and looked around. Suddenly, he felt a cramping pain in his abdomen, and he quickly squatted down.

After resting for a while, when Zhou Shang'an got up again, his eyes were dizzy, his whole body seemed to be unconscious, and he fell to one side uncontrollably.

When he woke up again, he was here.

Luo Xiao handed the tea to He Xiancheng, then tucked the corner of the quilt that Zhou Shangan had lifted, with worried eyes, and then said: "I came here yesterday, and I only slept all night." Can't stop..."

First, because of Zhou Chuxiong's death, Zhou Shang'an cried all night, with ups and downs, and then, because of Zhou Chuxiong's company, he asked around for the situation.

He had no time to rest, nor was he in a mood to relax. His nerves were like tense strings, which finally broke unsupported.

Luo Xiao sighed as she spoke, eyes full of distress, looked at Zhou Shang'an, and comforted: "Don't worry, the problem is not serious, don't be too tired, take a good rest these few days."

Zhou Shang'an narrowed his eyes slightly, and nodded when he heard the words, without asking any further questions, he replied "Yes".

Beside the hospital bed, He Xiancheng looked at Zhou Shang'an and clenched his hands in his pockets slightly.

Luo Xiao thought of something, helped Zhou Shangan get up, and said softly: "Are you hungry? Get up first and eat something."

Zhou Shangan glanced at the breakfast bag by the bed, frowned, and pursed his lips lightly. After a moment's pause, he shook his head and refused in a low voice, "I'm not hungry."

Luo Xiao paused while unpacking the packaging bag, looked at Zhou Shangan, and said, "How can this work, eat a little bit, and fill your stomach first if you are not hungry." Zhou Shangan stopped talking, glanced away, and looked around the hospital bed He Xiancheng in front of him looked out the window.

Luo Xiao held the porridge, and handed the spoon to Zhou Shangan's mouth, but Zhou Shangan didn't open his mouth either.

He lowered his eyes and stared at the quilt for a long while, but still just shook his head.

Luo Xiao smiled, coaxing a child and saying, Master, be obedient..."

Zhou Shang'an pushed Luo Xiao's hand away.

Afraid that the porridge would spill out, Luo Xiao had no choice but to withdraw her hand first.

Seeing this, Zhou Shangan turned over, turned his back to Luo Xiao, pulled the quilt over his body, covered half of his face, and said in a hoarse voice: "Uncle Luo, I'm sleepy, I'll sleep again"

When Luo Xiao heard this, she became anxious, her brows and eyes flashed with worry, she quickly put down the things in her hand, propped herself on the bed, and looked at Zhou Shangan, who had already closed her eyes.

On the hospital bed, the young man's skin was already fair, but at this moment, his face was even paler, without blood.

Zhou Shang'an frowned slightly, and his slender eyelashes trembled.

Luo Xiao felt distressed for a while, and couldn't help but lighten her tone, "Have some porridge first, pad your belly before going to sleep..."

Zhou Shangan heard the words, but he just pulled the quilt together, and the quilt covered most of his face, leaving only a smooth forehead outside.

When Luo Xiao wanted to persuade Zhou Shang'an to get up and eat something before going to sleep, He Xiancheng who was beside him suddenly said, "Uncle Luo, let Shang'an sleep for a while." Uncle Luo sighed, not knowing what to do, rubbing his hands hand, had no choice but to respond: "Okay."

Under the quilt, Zhou Shangan heard He Xiancheng's voice, his eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.

He was covered in the quilt, the light dimmed a lot in an instant, and it became difficult to breathe.

Zhou Shang An could feel that He Xiancheng must be looking at him right now.

Not long after, the attending doctor came to round the ward. Zhou Shang'an cooperated with him to do a check-up, and then got wrapped in the blanket again.

Luo Xiao asked about Zhou Shang'an's condition, and after a while, he said to He Xiancheng: "Teacher He, please take a look at Shang'an, I'll go out and get some medicine."

He Xiancheng replied, "Okay."

Zhou Shang Anmeng was under the quilt, feeling sleepy, and suddenly woke up, only to hear what Luo Xiao said, and then He Xiancheng replied "OK".

He heard the footsteps in the ward fade away.

Immediately afterwards, at the end of the bed, the man's steady footsteps approached him.

Finally, He Xiancheng stopped on the left side of the hospital bed, facing Zhou Shangan's position, and sat down on the chair.

Under the quilt, Zhou Shang'an saw a vague figure through the pure white quilt, and He Xiancheng was sitting in front of him.

After a while, He Xiancheng said, "Shang'an...is he asleep?"

Zhou Shang'an's eyelashes trembled, but he didn't answer.

He should have a lot to ask He Xiancheng.

For example, why is He Xiansheng here?

When did He Xianjing come?

And why come?

What about the situation?

But when he thought about these questions, there was no need to ask them again.

Zhou Shang'an closed his eyes lightly, clenched his hands on his chest slightly, took a deep breath, and did not answer He Xiancheng.He Xiancheng looked at the person on the hospital bed, his thin body was wrapped in the quilt, white always made people look more fragile.He never seemed to realize that the child in front of him was so weak and helpless before.

He Xiancheng felt pain in his heart, his tone was very soft, as if he was afraid of waking up the people under the blanket, "Shang'an..."

With a sigh-like voice, He Xiancheng softly called Zhou Shang'an's name.

Zhou Shang'an's eyelashes trembled slightly, and suddenly, he felt a heat on his forehead.

Zhou Shang'an was stunned, it was He Xiancheng.

He Xiancheng touched Zhou Shangan's forehead with his fingertips.

The young man had a fair forehead, and his soft hair lay across his forehead casually. He Xiancheng wanted to brush the hair from his forehead.

Zhou Shangan shrank back as if he had been electrocuted.

He lifted the quilt, opened his eyes wide, and looked at He Xiancheng, as if he couldn't believe it, but also seemed shocked.

He Xiansheng paused with his hands in the air.

Zhou Shang'an glanced at He Xiancheng's hand, then stepped back again.

Zhou Shang'an's eyes were wary, looking at chatting with you like a wary deer, He Xiancheng's heart felt inexplicably aching, he smiled helplessly, and had no choice but to withdraw his hand.

Zhou Shangan's eyes sank, and he looked at the door of the ward.

He Xiancheng explained: "Uncle Luo went out to get the medicine, and he will be back later."

Zhou Shang'an didn't speak, just lowered his eyes, lay back on the bed again, turned over, turned his back to He Xiancheng, and gave a soft "um".

And He Xiancheng didn't seem to plan to say anything more.

Zhou Shang'an uncontrollably slid through the pictures about He Xiancheng.

From those days at He Xiancheng's house, to the appearance of He Xiancheng's old lover, to their quarrel, and their breakup...

In the end, the picture freezes on the diamond ring and Gao Jing's words "I love you too" to He Xiancheng.

Even after many days, when Zhou Shang'an thought of it again, his heart still couldn't help but throbbing.

He took a deep breath and covered his eyes.

He Xiancheng is like a secret locked in his heart.

It seems that He Xiancheng has nothing to do with liking for him.

When mentioning He Xiancheng, it is like a cat seeing a mouse and catching it instinctively, but now, the soreness in the heart has also become Zhou Shangan's instinct when he thinks of He Xiancheng.Behind him, He Xiancheng frowned slightly as he looked at the figure huddled under the blanket.

The boy who used to be coquettish, shy, and pestered him when he was in trouble, now, he would avoid him even if he touched him.

He Xiancheng slowly clenched his hands on his lap.

He... seems to have made a wrong decision.

He shouldn't have left Ann alone.

When He Xiancheng wanted to speak again, Luo Xiao hurried over, holding a plate of breakfast in his hand, and shouted: "Shang'an."

Zhou Shangan heard the movement, lifted the quilt, and when he saw Shi Luo Xiao, he let out a breath.

Luo Xiao stared at Zhou Shang'an for a moment.

Zhou Shang'an's eyes were red.

"What's wrong, this is?" Luo Xiao put the dinner plate on the table.

Sensing Luo Xiao's gaze, Zhou Shang'an hurriedly lowered his eyes to cover up the emotion in his eyes, and whispered: "No...it's nothing, my stomach hurts..."

Luo Xiao glanced at He Xiancheng, but said nothing.

He helped Zhou Shangan up, handed Zhou Shangan a cup of hot water, "Have some hot water..."

Zhou Shang'an took the cup, held it, and lowered his eyes slightly, never looking directly at He Xiancheng who was beside the bed.

Luo Xiao said with concern: "I looked in the hospital cafeteria, there are noodles, do you want to try them?"

Zhou Shangan glanced at the dinner plate, then nodded.

Ann had breakfast last week.

He Xiancheng sat at the side, got up suddenly, and said, "I'll go out for a while." Luo Xiao glanced at He Xiancheng, and said "OK".

Zhou Shangan didn't even raise his head, and ate noodles in a muffled voice.

He Xiancheng walked out.