Sick beauty's daily routine

There was a moment of silence in the ward where needles could be heard.

Zhao Li didn't say anything.

For some reason, Fu Yunye always felt guilty.

He coughed twice, threw the cell phone that caused trouble aside, stepped to the bed in two steps, and bent down.

"Feel better? Want some water?"

Chao Li still didn't speak, just looked at him straight.

A pair of light-colored pupils that are always full of water seem to be covered with a layer of fog.

Wet, arousing pity.

Fu Yunye was so distressed that he wanted to beat him up, but also wanted to hold him in his hands.

Finally, with a long sigh, he raised his hand, and his warm palm covered the boy's eyes.

"I really want to pick you up and spank you, so that you don't know how to cherish yourself..."

His voice was very low, the long eyelashes in his palm moved slightly, and the young man hummed suspiciously.

"Ok?"

"fine,"

Fu Yunye took a deep breath, turned around, poured a glass of warm water, carefully helped the boy up, leaned against his arms,

"Drink."

Chaoli was very obedient, bowed his head obediently, and took a few sips of water.

Young Master Fu doesn't know how to serve people either, so most of the water was spilled.

He scrambled to pull the tissue again.

Chao Li quietly watched him busy for a long while before speaking hoarsely.

"If you have something to do, go and do it first."

Fu Yunye kept moving, "It's okay."

Chao Li was puzzled, "Really?"

Fu Yunye threw away the tissue, lowered his head, and straightened Chaoli's quilt, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Chaoli hasn't answered yet.

Fu Yunye's cell phone rang again.

This time, the word "Queen Dowager" was shining brightly on the screen.

Fu Yunye picked it up.

"Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm"

It was very quiet in the ward, and the distance between the two of them was also close, so Chao Li could hear clearly.

It was a girl named Meng Tiantian who came back.

Fu Yunye's mother told him to go back.

Meng Tiantian.

very familiar name.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhao Li remembered.

The girl who grew up with Fu Yunye.

The so-called childhood sweetheart.

Chao Li's heart sank.

Fu Yunye hung up the phone, called the nurse to change the wet bedding, and gave Chaoli a new set of hospital gowns.

"You put it on first, I'll go out for a while."

"Okay," Chaoli said expressionlessly.

"No need to come back."

"Ok?"

Fu Yunye was surprised, "Then how do you eat?"

"Don't bother."

Chao Li's tone was cold.

He knew it was wrong, Fu Yunye didn't know anything, he just regarded himself as a brother, he was a straight man.

What kind of temper did you lose yourself?

But I felt very uncomfortable and couldn't bear it.

My whole body hurts, sleepy and aching.

He still wants to accompany others.

Chao Li closed his eyes and shrank under the quilt.

Fu Yunye paused and said nothing, staring at the nurse as he pulled out the hanging bottle.

Through the quilt, he patted Chaoli lightly, then turned and went out.

The sound of closing the door almost rang in Chaoli's heart.

He was curled up in the bed, motionless.

The sunset gradually fell, and night fell on the world.

There was no light on in the ward, and it was as quiet as if no one was there.

Chaoli's cold limbs curled up tightly together, he hugged himself tightly, and counted his heartbeats.

After sleeping all afternoon, I finally felt a little better.

Not so sleepy anymore.

But my heart is very uncomfortable.

He closed his eyes, and all the uncontrollable images in his mind were messy.

What is Fu Yunye doing now?Do you want to have dinner with the little girl?He seems to have said that he quite likes playing with Meng Tiantian.

Will the two of them...

If you didn't drive him away at that time and let him stay, would he agree?

Why take this gamble?

He pursed his lips towards Li, his hands and feet were cold and could not be warmed.

He was regretful and annoyed.

I couldn't help but take out my phone, but I didn't have time to turn it on.

The door of the ward was gently pushed open.

A slender and tall figure walked in from the darkness.

The footsteps of the visitor were quick and light, and he turned on the lamp by the bed in the dark.

The warm light lit up the lonely ward.

He put the lunch box in his hand on the table, washed his hands carefully, and then carefully pulled the boy's quilt on the bed.

"Chaoli, I'm back, eat quickly."