"Why don't you wear any shoes?

You can't run around now. How is your hand? Does it hurt?

Speak, don’t stand, come in first—” Her words were interrupted by the boy’s sudden hug.

He leaned over and used his good right hand to hold her tightly in his arms. He pressed her very hard, so hard that she felt pain.

"Where have you been?

How could you just disappear so casually..."

Jiang Weicheng didn't struggle. She stretched out her hands to hug him back, patting his back gently and comfortingly: "I'm not leaving. I'm just going to go through the procedures for a night with you. I'm not leaving today. I'm staying.

Can I stay with you in the hospital?"

"not good!"

He said coldly that it was not good, but his arms held the person in his arms tighter, and there was a little bit of suppressed crying in his forced and cold voice, "Who wants you to accompany me, for so many days, you are alone

They didn’t even have a phone number, and they didn’t send me a single message, so why would they just show up now?”

"Well, it's my fault, it's my fault."

She comforted him with soft words.

"Don't think that if you show up now, look at me, and care about me, I won't be angry..."

"I don't think so. You can continue to be angry for as long as you want, just remember to take care of yourself."

Such a gentle tone left him completely helpless, but he became even more angry, full of grievances, and the words he spoke seemed to be coquettish: "Don't think you can coax me with just a few words."

…”

"Well, you are difficult to coax, and you won't be coaxed by me casually."

"..."

She comforted him for a while, and tried to pull the person holding her down, but failed several times: "Be good, go in first, your feet are still bare, and your left hand.

Be careful, are you pressed?"

She spoke softly for a while, and finally let him loose. The two of them entered the ward. She wanted to get him his slippers, but before she even took a step, he turned around and pushed her against the door of the ward.

She thought indulgently and helplessly, and pushed his shoulder gently, not daring to use too much force, for fear of touching his injured left hand. He ignored it, but she couldn't. She always tried to tilt her head to look at his hand between being kissed.

.

He didn't want to think too deeply for fear of giving himself too much hope.

"I don't care what you think of me, whether it's a younger brother, a student, an assistant... Anyway, I won't change..."

He pressed his forehead against hers, breathed each other, slid his fingers down, and held her fingertips tightly, "The distance you mentioned before is not a problem here at all. I will definitely be admitted to S University. Just wait for me."

OK?"

His fingers that held her tightly trembled slightly, and his tone was a little tough, but when he asked her if she was okay, his voice was filled with soft begging.

She looked at him, raised her head and caressed his beautiful eyebrows: "Then I will wait for you in S City. When you successfully enter the university, I will tell you what you want to know - my answer."

He looked at her and hummed in a daze, seemingly a little confused: "You, do you sympathize with me, that's why..."

The moment he fell down the stairs, such thoughts did flash through his mind.

If she knew that he had an accident because he wanted to take the exam to S City and was over-study and tired, would she be soft-hearted and come to see him?

Will this change your mind?

At that moment, severe pain hit his hand, but there was a trace of sick joy in his heart.

In fact, it had only been a few weeks since he saw her, which was really not too long compared to before, but this time his mood was completely different from before.

There is a huge difference between waiting with hope and waiting with despair.

This was the first time in eighteen years that he fell in love with someone, wanted her, wanted to be with her, and wanted to see her every day.

This kind of emotion surged like a tide, and it was impossible to forget it as easily as she said.

He doesn't want to forget, and he can't forget at all.

Every day, if he didn't work hard to get into S University to meet her, he wouldn't be able to survive, and his heart would be blocked by a stone all the time.

It's not that he doesn't want to eat, it's that he can't eat. Sometimes he feels hungry but feels full after just a few bites.

Therefore, when he fell down the stairs, the first thing he felt was not pain, but happiness.

If she knew he was working so hard and to this extent, would she...would she be willing to look back at him?

It's soft like jelly and sweeter than candy. This feeling makes people obsessed to the extreme, and the psychological satisfaction is far greater than others.

Whenever he thinks about who he is kissing like this now, his whole body trembles.

Young boys are too enthusiastic.

Jiang Weicheng felt that her cheeks were very hot. She had just said that she would wait until he was in college before telling him her answer, but now she allowed him to kiss her endlessly...

He tightly wrapped his arms around her waist again, pressed her whole body into his arms, and placed his lips on her neck.

"Chengcheng...what should I do? I don't want to let you go at all. I want to hold you and kiss you like this all the time..."

"alright!"

She reached out to hold his cheek, pushed him away from her neck, and deliberately said with a stern face: "Stop being ridiculous, your feet are still bare. Go to the bathroom and wipe the soles of your feet first. You should really catch a cold later."

.

Put on your shoes quickly and come over for dinner."

After all this, the porridge had already cooled down. Fortunately, the conditions in the ward were good and there was a microwave. She heated up the two portions of porridge respectively and signaled him to eat well again.

"You have lost a lot of weight. How can you prepare for the college entrance examination in this state?"

She handed him the spoon and told him to finish the porridge, "Also, I have asked the hospital people to help you find a nurse. They will help you find a male nurse who can cook.

While you are in the hospital, just be obedient and recuperate. Whether your broken arm is serious or minor, it is not a serious injury.

I asked the doctor, your condition is not bad, you can be discharged from the hospital in two weeks, and you can go back to school and live in the dormitory. At least there will be someone to take care of you. But until your arm fully recovers, you have to be careful about everything, do you understand?

"

She talked a lot, but he didn't find it verbose at all. However, his biggest focus at the moment was on another thing: "Are you really going to stay with me tonight?"

"Well, there happens to be no one in the bed next door, so the nurse said there's no need for an extra bed, and you can just sleep there."

After she finished speaking, she caught a glimpse of his lowered head and pursed lips, and reached out to flick his forehead, "What are you thinking about? Your hand is still broken, be honest."

"oh."

He glanced at her and couldn't help but fall on her lips.

He was a little worried, it seemed that the kiss hadn't lasted long, maybe she was too young...

Huo Xichen frowned and forced himself to focus on the food in front of him.

When the two of them were eating, WeChat came through Jiang Weicheng's phone. She picked it up and saw that it was a message from Li Ziwang, asking her how the situation was here.

Jiang Weicheng was quite grateful to him. If it hadn't been for him, she wouldn't have known about Huo Xichen's injury. If his arm didn't recover properly, it would definitely affect the exam.

She sent him a message back, one thanking him and saying that she would treat him to dinner next time.

The second person said that she would hire a professional caregiver for Huo Xichen in the future, who would prepare three meals together, so he would not have to work hard to bring him meals in the future.

She put down her phone and continued eating. After a while, the other party's message came again, this time it was about school.

Jiang Weicheng patiently replied one by one, but after three or four replies, Huo Xichen became unhappy.

"Are you annoyed, kid? Why are there so many things happening at night?"

He poked at the porridge with a spoon, looking unhappy.

Jiang Weicheng raised his eyebrows: "...you know?"

Huo Xichen remained silent.

Of course he knew. Not only did he know it, but he let it go. Otherwise, how could Li Ziwang see her WeChat ID with his level of vigilance.

Jiang Weicheng knew it when she saw his expression. She reached out and tapped his forehead again, "So, you didn't reply to my message on purpose to make me anxious, right?"

"Are you really anxious?"

He asked back, looking at her seriously.

"Don't worry, I'll put down work and come over?"

He actually wanted to ask more about what kind of anxiety he was feeling and how anxious he was, but he thought of the date she was talking about in college and decided against it.

He told himself, don't worry, it's already good as it is now.

He can't be too greedy.

After a while, he suddenly said: "Now that you are here, there is no need to contact him. It is better to delete his WeChat. He loves to chat and can annoy you to death."

Jiang Weicheng:......

"What's wrong? You don't know him well either. What's there to talk about..."
To be continued...