Lin Lian looked over.

Dark shirt, black trousers, blazer in arms.

The person who came in was the person who hadn't seen this day.

Zhan Lianshi.

He carried two insulation barrels, dark brown. The existence of these two insulation barrels pulled down the unattainable aura on his body.

It gave him a little bit of fireworks.

Lin Lian looked at the person coming in, especially when he touched his eyes, her eyelashes moved slightly and her eyes closed.

Zhan Lianshi looked at Lin Lian's eyes avoiding her. He walked over, put the insulation bucket on the bedside table, and said to Hou Shude: "You go back and rest, I'm here."

Hou Shude looked at the two insulation buckets that Zhan Lianshi brought, and then looked at Lin Lian. She took back the cell phone she wanted to give to Lin Lian.

"Child, have a good rest, grandma will come to see you tomorrow."

Lin Liang's lips moved and wanted to talk about calling, but he still let it go.

"Okay, you have a good rest, don't worry."

"Grandma knows."

Hou Shude didn't say anything more and left the ward.

Zhan Lianshi sent her out.

Lin Lian looked at the two of them, and she looked at the sky outside.

Before I knew it, it was already dark and the day was about to pass.

Lin Lian frowned when she thought of her work.

She looked around and then at the bed bell on the bedside table. When her eyes passed by the insulation bucket, she stayed for a while and turned around.

She looked at the bed bell and her position, then reached out her right hand to see if she could reach it.

Obviously, she couldn't reach it, and this action would pull her wound.

Lin Lian frowned, took his hand back, and then moved his body to see if he could sit up.

The wound was a little deep, and it would hurt no matter how she moved.

But the intensity of the pain was proportional to her movements.

The more she moves, the more painful it will be.

Lin Lian endured the pain, tried to sit up, and then stretched his hand to the bed bell.

At this time, a cold wind blew, and then the slightly cool hand held her.

"What do you want?"

A low voice fell into his ears, and with the coolness that had been shrouded in, Lin Liang trembled and said, "Charger."

Zhan Lianshi looked at her cell phone outside her pillow and said, "I'll get it."

Put Lin Jian on the bed, cover her with a quilt, and take her mobile phone to the bedside table.

He did this and then left.

Before leaving, Zhan Lian leaned over, supported his arm on Lin Liang's side of his face, looking at her with deep eyes, "Don't move anymore, tell me what you want."

Breathing was spraying on Lin Lian's face. Lin Lian looked at the person she could not avoid in front of her, and her deep eyes seemed to say, "I will go if you promise me."

"Um."

Zhan Lianshi felt relieved, straightened up and left the ward.

Lin Lian was lying on the bed, looking at the person who was out, her heart tightened and tightened.

It hurts, but also sour.

She has been in a mess these two days.

As soon as she saw him, she couldn't wake up.

I don't want to see him, I don't want to touch him, I want to stay away from him.

In this way, she can calmly do something until everything is over.

But she couldn't do it.

She lies here, unable to get out, and cannot leave.

Moreover, because of what he said, she was hesitant and could no longer be cold-blooded.

I can no longer turn a blind eye to him.

She didn't know what to do.

Lin Lian closed his eyes and clenched his hands.

Zhan Lianshi came back not long after, holding a charger in his hand. Seeing the person on the bed with his eyes closed and his brows frowned.

He came to the bed, held Lin Liang's hand, and touched her forehead.

Lin Liang's eyes opened.

The immersion is the deep eyebrows, and the frown makes people feel scared.

Seeing her open her eyes, Zhan Lian spoke, "Does it hurt?"

She moved so much just now, it was impossible not to hurt.

"It doesn't hurt."

"..." Zhan Lianshi didn't speak anymore.

He looked at these eyes, and since last night, she has been looking at him like this, not moving or talking.

Being well-behaved is like a child.

"Um."

Zhan Lianshi put Lin Lian's hand in the quilt, shook the bed, let her sit up, and lean her body against the head of the bed.

Then I took the charger and charged her cell phone.

Then open the insulation bucket and take out the porridge cooked inside.

The moment the insulation bucket is opened, the familiar fragrance comes to your nose.

Lin Lian finally reacted.

She looked at the bowl of porridge, which was white and glutinous, and she didn't put anything on, but there was a fragrance.

She has eaten such porridge many times.

In Milan, those mornings.

Many pictures came and Lin Liang's eyes changed.

Zhan Lianshi sat in front of the bed, stirred it in the bowl with a spoon, then scooped a spoonful and put it on his lips to blow it.

Feeling that it wasn't so hot, he fed the porridge to Lin Liang's lips.

The fragrance instantly poured into Lin Liang's mind. The picture in front of her was broken, and everything in her sight was clear in front of her.

Familiar people, familiar porridge, familiar breath.

Everything is so familiar.

It seems that she has returned to that time.

Zhan Lianshi looked at Lin Lian's eyes. Everything she was thinking was revealed in her eyes. He spoke, "Lin Lian."

Lin Lian looked up in an instant.

Such a title seems to have not been around for a long time.

After a long time, she heard him call her again, and it seemed as if she came from a distant place.

So unreal.

"Not a dream."

“It’s all true.”

Zhan Lianshi looked at these eyes and said these two short sentences.

Lin Liang's eyes hurt for a moment.

Her heart was also pierced with sharpness.

She lowered her head, her hands getting tighter, so tighter that their knuckles were changing color.

"You made me believe in you, and I want to believe in you, but I... still hate you so much."

Lin Lian looked up and looked at these deep eyes, with hatred in his eyes.

It is him who says he doesn’t love, and it is him who says he loves.
To be continued...