follow my heart

Feeling guilty, he said without telling the truth: "Okay, let's go eat."

Pointing to the nearest chain store, "Go to this."

"well."

As soon as he entered the store, Meng Buqing took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Ji Wan.

Just say that you want to eat out with your classmates.

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After dinner, Meng Buqing took a taxi at the door of the store to go home.

Her house is on the top floor and there is no elevator.

This level of stairs can only move slowly in the night with neck stuck, or jump on the handrail.After finally getting to the door of the house, her back was covered in sweat.

Meng Buqing's key hadn't been inserted into the lock yet.

The door opened.

"Hey," she smiled at Ji Wan, "are you waiting for me?"

Ji Wan said honestly, "I'm waiting for takeaway."

"..."

"Oh." Meng Buqing changed a shoe and stopped.

From eating to leaving, she kept Zuo Xiaoyun a secret, as if nothing happened at all.It may be that he got home and relaxed, but the tingling pain from his ankle suddenly became severe.

"What's the matter?" Ji Wan noticed something strange, bent down and pulled off her white cotton socks, the swelling in her ankle couldn't be hidden, "This...is this sprained when you go home?"

She looked at the battery of her mobile phone, "Why are you still coming up? You should call me earlier and tell me to go down."

The tone is a little hasty.

Picking up the coat, "Come on, let's go to the hospital quickly."

Meng Buqing pursed her lips: "No, it's not twisted too much."

She knew it well, stopped Ji Wan and said, "Don't you still have to wait for the takeaway, so I won't bother you."

"You don't think it's very good," Ji Wan paused, and frowned at her, "So you're an orthopedic doctor, you've already seen yourself, and your eyes are better than a machine."

"..."

Ice slag that hits the face.

Meng Buqing couldn't say no, so she nodded and agreed to go to the hospital.

He went to the hospital and got an emergency.Take a good film, it's really not serious.

The doctor prescribed some medicine for her and told her to go home and rest well.

Ji Wan went to get the medicine.

Meng Buqing sat on a brand new steel chair, looked around, and thought about the old blue plastic chair alone.This tertiary hospital was not so grand before.

From afar, I saw Ji Wan approaching.

"Do you want to rest for a while?"

"Hmm..." She could only hop wildly on one leg, which was quite tiring all the way.

A moment of silence.

"I'm sorry." Meng Buqing lowered his head and apologized earnestly as if he had done something wrong, "You worked so hard when you came back from get off work, and you still have to take me to the hospital. You haven't eaten until now."

"Why do you need an apology?"

"Because I troubled you, you haven't eaten until now."

Ji Wan looked at her amusedly: "If I'm sprained today, don't you care?"

"No, but," Meng Buqing hesitated, "but I should take care of you."

Ji Wan raised her eyebrows as if feeling absurd: "Why?"

Meng Buqing murmured for a while, before saying softly: "Because... my father lied to you and left you impoverished, so you can only move here to live with me. So I should treat you better."

Ji Wan didn't expect her to say that.

He bent his lips, wanting to ask her what she meant by being poor.

But hold back.

With a sullen expression, he said seriously: "You think too much."

"I didn't think too much, and it's not you." Meng Buqing didn't dare to look at her, and said with a deep expression, "If I were you, I wouldn't be so nice to the liar's daughter, teaching this and that, twisting my ankle and still I brought it to the hospital for examination, and I haven’t eaten until now.”

These are words that have been on my mind for a long time.

Ji Wan thought about it, and gave up helping her father restore his reputation first.

Just ask, "Do you think I'm nice to you?"

Meng Buqing nodded.

Ji Wan asked: "Then why do you think it is?"

"..."

Meng Buqing's silent expression of hard thinking made Ji Wan sigh softly: "Do you have to think about it?"

See her look up.

Ji Wan said softly, "Of course it's because you deserve it."

"Huh?" Meng Buqing was stunned for a long time, then said in a low voice, "The reason why you can't even eat and rushed me to the hospital shouldn't be very complicated and tortuous."

The little girl's puzzled tone was sincere and frank.

He mentioned the meal again.

It seems that she really pays attention to eating.

"..."

Ji Wan's lips twitched, revealing a bit of a dumbfounding expression, and quickly asked: "So you think I treat you well because Duke Zhou is spitting and caring about the world?"

Meng Buqing nodded obediently and said:

"I think you are very kind."

"Wrong, my heart is only as big as a fist, and I can't hold too much." Ji Wan smiled lightly, clenched her right hand into a fist, touched her hand on her lap, and said softly, "I've disappointed you."