That night, Qianxing tossed and turned, dreaming and waking up, and in a daze, it seemed that he could not distinguish between reality and dreams.

This experience made her extremely tired. It was not until four or five in the morning that she could not withstand her mental fatigue and fell asleep.

But this sleep did not sleep well. After about two hours, Qianxing suddenly woke up from his dream. When he opened his eyes, he found that it was already dawn.

This perception made her wake up suddenly.

At the same time, what happened before and last night's dream made her feel more and more confused.

How long has she dreamed? How many things have she dreamed of?

Is this the morning when she and Huo Jinbei made a good meal or... another morning?

Qianxing couldn't help but hold his forehead, and turned his head inadvertently, but suddenly he saw his cell phone placed by the bedside.

Unlike her previous ragged phone, this one is new.

She bought it yesterday.

yesterday……

Yesterday, she broke her cell phone while catching a pervert in the morning, so she went to buy a new cell phone. When she came back from the police station, she went directly to the hospital to find Huo Jinbei. In Huo Jinbei's office, they...

Qianxing suddenly lifted the quilt and got out of bed, opened the door and walked out, and went straight to the door of Huo Jinbei's room.

Standing at the door of his room, she was about to reach out and knock on the door, but she raised her hand to mid-air, but stopped again.

If he hasn't woken up yet, wouldn't she disturb him?

But at this moment, she really couldn't help but want to appear in front of him impatiently and verify with him that what happened in his office yesterday was actually happening.

Her hand was raised in the air, clenched into fists and then released, loosening into fists and then clenched into fists. After several entanglements, she still couldn't make up her mind.

"If you really don't know whether to knock on the door, you can open the door and take a look."

A familiar voice suddenly came from behind, and Qianxing suddenly froze there.

After a while, she turned around with some difficulty and saw Huo Jinbei standing next to the dining table.

At this moment, he was wearing a home clothes, wearing an apron around his waist, and a chopping board was placed on the dining table in front of him. There was flour, rolling pin, and filling. On his hands, a dumpling was formed slowly, and then it was placed in a dozen companions.

Then, Huo Jinbei slowly raised his eyes and looked at her, his eyes clear and gentle.

Qianxing was already a little stunned, but after seeing his appearance, he suddenly couldn't come back to his senses.

Huo Jinbei's appearance made her feel strange and familiar.

The strange thing is because compared with Huo Jinbei some time ago, he seems to have less coldness and indifference.

Familiarity is because... the Huo Jinbei she met at the beginning seemed to be like this...

Qianxing unconsciously walked towards him two steps, his eyes falling straight on his face.

Seeing her stiff limbs and expression, Huo Jinbei suddenly waved to her.

Qianxing walked up to him like a puppet.

Then, Huo Jinbei reached out and poked her forehead with the back of her clean hands.

"Did you have a fever?" Huo Jinbei asked.

Qianxing shook his head.

Huo Jinbei took the hand, looked at her, and asked again: "Didn't you sleep well?"

Qianxing nodded.

Huo Jinbei looked at her again and said, "I said you don't have to get up early today, you can go to bed for a while."

Qianxing's mind was in chaos, and he felt that whatever he said was what he wanted. He asked her to go to sleep for a while. She nodded randomly and then turned around obediently.

But the moment she turned around, something suddenly flashed through her mind.

She suddenly turned her head back and looked at Huo Jinbei in front of her.

Huo Jinbei was about to roll the dough again, but when she saw her coming to her senses again, her expression seemed to be different, she stopped her hand and wiped her hands with a tissue while quietly looking at her.

This time, it was Qianxing's turn to ask questions.

"You told me not to get up early yesterday because you would get up and prepare breakfast?"

Hearing this question, Huo Jinbei looked down at the pile of things in front of him, and it was obvious that he had answered her question.

But facing Qianxing's somewhat anxious gaze, he nodded slowly.

"You went to bed so early yesterday just to get up in the morning to make dumplings?" Qianxing asked again.

Huo Jinbei shook his head.

Qianxing couldn't help but let out a "bang" in his heart, but Huo Jinbei said: "It's a temporary idea to make dumplings. As for going to bed so early yesterday, it was because I had reached the critical point and had to rest."

Qianxing was suddenly stunned, and then she remembered that he had just experienced two days and one night of scheduling, either in the operating room or in the medical treatment, all of which required high concentration and a lot of energy.

That means-

"Then you didn't say much when you came back yesterday, because you reached the... critical point?" Qianxing asked again.

Hearing Qianxing's question, Huo Jinbei slowly picked up his arm.

"Yes." He looked at her, "Is there anything else to ask?"

Qianxing looked at him dumbly, and after a while, he remembered that he really had another question to ask him.

"We..." She looked at him, but after a long time, she only said these two words.

"Hmm?" Huo Jinbei raised his eyebrows slightly and waited for her to continue.

Qianxing couldn't help but pursed his lips.

"What are we?" Seeing that she seemed to be unable to ask, Huo Jinbei simply helped her continue.

"We, we..." Qianxing repeated these two words, but his voice became lower and lower.

Huo Jinbei seemed to be unable to hear clearly, lowered his head and approached her, continuing to induce her: "What are we?"

Qianxing raised his eyes and his eyes fell on his lips.

At the same time, the message she received yesterday suddenly echoed in her mind-

Once it happened, it was a dream, three times, five times, it wasn't a dream?

Qianxing's eyes slowly moved upwards, facing Huo Jinbei's eyes.

His eyes were clear black and white, as clear as water.

It is not a mountain cold spring, but a gurgling spring water.

Qianxing suddenly leaned forward and printed his lips.

This time, she was proactive, sober, and most importantly, she followed her heart.

This is the first time in a long time.

Huo Jinbei just stood quietly without moving.

He really didn't move, whether it was his hands, lips, or the curve formed by his neck when he lowered his head, it was unchanged.

Until Qianxing slowly left his lips, pursed his lips again, raised his eyes to look at him.

"Are you sure?" Huo Jinbei suddenly asked.

Confirmed.

Not a dream.

Qianxing thought about this, but he just bit his lip and did not answer.
Chapter completed!